Chapter 656

Very Surprised

Steve and Cammy needed to take the cable car to the top of the mountain. The aerial tramway didn't open for a few hours yet. They'd spotted some of the white vans that were used by the Skynet forces. They followed the white vans. The vans pulled up in the front parking lot of a small eatery. They watched the Grays go inside. It wasn't apparent if any of the group were Terminators.

Cammy found it somewhat odd that the group went out together.

"I can't tell what they're doing here." Cammy said.

Steve knew that humans liked to consume food two or three times a day.

"I think they're eating." Steve said.

Cammy was suspicious of whatever they were up to. She wasn't sold on the obvious.

"Or that's what they want people to think." Cammy said. "This could be a 'front' for something else."

Steve looked around further based on Cammy's speculation. He began to wonder too if there was more than met the eye.

"Something looks out of place." Steve said.

Cammy was aware some of the female Terminators offered better distractions than others. Both Gail and Sheila we're able to offer visual distractions with their breasts that kept people from looking at their faces. Gail's was based on her gigantic size. Sheila's was based on her often exposed breasts with her nipple rings.

"I wish Gail was here with us." Cammy said. "We could use her 'knockers' as a distraction while we tag the vehicles. I can't do the distraction myself since I don't want to be seen later on at the top of the mountain and recognized."

Steve knew there other ways to cause distractions. Some of them could be enhanced with a little extra panic in them.

"Let me light the dumpster on fire that's off to the side. Everyone will look at it." Steve said.

Cammy climbed in the back of the SUV and found three more trackers and a road flare.

"Here." Cammy said as she handed Steve the flare.

Steve didn't want it to look too obvious as to what occurred in the dumpster.

"Maybe I should just use a match." Steve said. "The flare will look too deliberate if anyone investigates."

Cammy retrieved a match from one of the survival packets.

Steve took the self striking match from Cammy. He planned to make his move quick and get out.

"I should be able to slip around to the back of the building before the fire takes off." Steve said.

Cammy took it upon herself to be the one to tag the vans.

"As soon as the panic starts I'll tag three of the four vans." Cammy said.

Steve was worried that they didn't have enough trackers.

"What about the fourth one?" Steve asked.

Cammy took out her knife and brandished it.

"It will have a flat." Cammy said.

Steve drove past the vans. They all appeared unoccupied. They continued on and parked in the back. He took off on foot. He headed past another structure and came up on the backside of the dumpster. It was out near the street waiting to be picked up. He reached inside as if he looked for aluminum cans to recycle. He pulled some small cardboard boxes out of it. He placed them on the ground in back of the dumpster and lit the match. He quickly went back the way he'd come. He figured a small fire could be extinguished without drawing an emergency response. He made sure the hose was visible on the side of the building near the dumpster. Their goal was to cause a minor distraction, not create a major event.

Cammy was already in motion as the small fire behind the dumpster turned into a smoky fire. She stuck her knife in the tread of the first van so it would look like a road puncture. She tagged the other three vans. She was in and out in less than twenty seconds.

Steve was already waiting for her at the SUV. She hopped in and closed the door. They drove away from there and out the back way. They never saw anyone. They hoped that no one saw them.

Cammy passed on word to the base as to what she'd done.

"I've informed both John Henry and CamNet of all my tags." Cammy said. "That includes the ones at the old packing sheds."

Steve calculated their position and the current time. Everything looked good to go for the aerial tramway ride to the top of the mountain.

"Let's go ride the cable car." Steve said. "It'll just be opening up as we get there."

Cammy reviewed the website for the aerial tramway on her phone. It looked like an interesting ride if nothing else. The only trouble was she knew that there was more waiting at the top for them. She really didn't know what they would find. She hoped nothing found them.

"I'm ready." Cammy said.

Cammy looked around at the arid landscape as they headed for the base station of the cable car. It was a very inhospitable looking landscape. Strangely enough there was a city located right in the middle of nowhere. Palm Springs seemed out of place. It looked like a lot of people lived there. She knew the low desert often was the hottest place in the nation.

Cameron and John shared with each other. They each had a really good time.

After they finished up and showered. Cameron wanted to try something new. It was what Savannah did with Gail.

John was very excited as he dressed Cameron.

"That was really something." John said.

It took Cameron back in time when she used to dress Savannah and brush her hair. It was done a little different in the way that they did it. The concept was still the same however.

"It was a first for me." Cameron said.

John had only previously undressed Cameron. Sometimes he may have been a little carried away as he hurried to get her clothes off. There were other things that he wanted to get to once Cameron was 'unwrapped'. Maybe that was part of the problem that existed between them. He liked to get straight down to business. Maybe he should have taken some consideration for Cameron's needs. He always got what he'd wanted so he didn't really care. It was a little late to worry about what was in the past now.

"I've never dressed you before." John said. "That was Hot."

Cameron was very pleased with the process and the closeness that it brought to them.

"I liked when you brushed my hair as I sat on your lap." Cameron said. "I have only ever done…."

Cameron stopped in mid sentence.

She almost said. 'I've only ever done this to Savannah.'

Cameron remembered she would pick out an outfit for Savannah, help her put it on and adjust it just the way she wanted it. Then she would brush Savannah's hair, fix it the way she wanted Savannah to look and put her makeup on for her.

John wondered why Cameron stopped suddenly. There was a far-off look in her eyes right now. He wondered if she was still there or if her mind had gone elsewhere. He waited for her to finish but nothing happened.

"What?" John asked.

Cameron didn't want to say what she'd just thought of. She wanted to deflect the conversation.

"'I've only ever done it myself." Cameron said.

John was a little worried about the way Cameron looked. He could see that she'd developed a problem.

"Cameron, what's wrong?" John asked.

He noticed Cameron's hand began to glitch.

Cameron felt an extreme sense of guilt. She felt that she'd stolen Savannah's life from her.

"What have I done?" Cameron asked. "I've made her into 'me'."

Cameron didn't want Savannah to 'become' her. She knew of all her torments and problems. She was now afraid Savannah was going to experience those as well.

John wasn't exactly sure what Cameron referred to. He just knew that she didn't look in very good condition right now.

"Cameron..." John said worried.

Cameron's face was blank. If anything, it looked like she possessed the 'thousand yard stare'. Her feeling of guilt and remorse continue to expand.

"I'm MAKING her do what my body can't." Cameron mumbled. "I've stolen her life from her. I'm doing it again too…."

John was confused. He wanted to know what Cameron referred to.

"What?" John asked "What are you saying?"

Cameron forced herself to remember what Savannah told her. 'You fight it and remain in control, Cameron.'

Cameron fought the overwhelming feelings that flooded her. Savannah's words came to her. 'You taught me to be strong, you made me strong. The strength comes from you, Cameron. My strength is your strength. Your strength is my strength. Think of me and let your mind master itself.'

Cameron pulled it together. It was Savannah's words that helped her. They were the words she'd taught Savannah. The glitch in her hand stopped and she regained her composure. She still found her ever emerging emotions troublesome to deal with at times.

"I'm fine, John." Cameron said. "I was flooded with 'emotions' right now. I still have trouble dealing with them. I'm sorry."

John was relieved to see that Cameron looked better right now. He didn't want her to have to apologize for who she was.

"Never be sorry for who you are." John said.

Cameron smiled at John and touched his cheek lovingly. There were times that she wished she could be a better person. Sometimes she needed to remind herself that she wasn't a person. She would still like to be better. The bottom line was she still needed to fight Skynet. She preferred to do that on her own and spare the others the danger and burden that it presented.

"I really shared a special time with you now, John." Cameron said. "I wish I could be a better wife to you. I can't. I know you understand the burden of the future I carry."

John wanted to point out a few positive things to Cameron. He thought that there was a pretty big one.

"I do." John said. "It is because of YOU that Judgment Day hasn't happened."

Cameron was aware that she let her budding emotions get away from her when John asked her to marry him. That was never supposed to be her function. She suddenly had access to new files.

"John, I was never supposed to be your wife. I was to be 'a lover' for you when you felt alone and nothing more." Cameron said. "There are files that are unlocking in me now."

John was still confused by all of this. He wasn't sure if Cameron indicated that she suffered from some type of internal assault.

"Is it an attack?" John asked.

Cameron began to review the new files.

"No, there are files appearing that I didn't know I possessed." Cameron said. "They are things you programmed into me."

John always dreaded when Cameron referred to his future self. He was pretty sure that he never wanted to be like Future John. Maybe everyday he was a little bit closer to that. It was a very uneasy feeling for him. He wanted to remind Cameron that whatever was wrong right now wasn't really his fault, even if it was.

"You mean Future John did that." John said.

Cameron checked the files as they unlocked. Somehow all of this was wrong.

"NO! It was YOU." Cameron said. "You did it in the future you went to. You PROGRAMMED me to be your wife."

John didn't want Cameron to be angry at him.

"Cameron, I love you." John said.

Cameron was very upset with what she'd just found out.

"YOU did this to me." Cameron said. "YOU are the one who's ruined my life and created this eternal torment for me."

John was unsure what Cameron actually talked about right now. He had no idea what she referred to.

"Cameron, I didn't." John said.

Cameron just uncovered evidence that proved otherwise.

"I have the files. I have the proof." Cameron said.

John still didn't know what she talked about or how he was involved.

"It wasn't me." John said.

There was a disgusted look on Cameron's face.

"I sure didn't do this to myself." Cameron said

Cameron blinked. It was still the same second, the same instant that John asked her, 'Cameron, what's wrong?'

Cameron attempted to determine what just happened to her. Everything that just happened was in her head and happened in a millisecond. She wondered how the whole conversation could play out as she'd viewed it. It really didn't make any sense. She felt the need to get away from it all.

"I'm fine, John." Cameron said. "Really, I need to go."

Cameron double checked the time. That whole 'exchange' happened in a few milliseconds in her mind. None of it was real.

John didn't want Cameron to go off on her own in the condition that he just seen her in.

"I can go with you." John said. "I'd like that."

Cameron responded differently than she'd intended to. She just couldn't help herself.

"Sure, John, I'd like that." Cameron said. "Let's go."

John didn't know what was happening but knew something was.

"I don't feel 'done' yet." Cameron said.

She led John back to the bed. She stripped both of them….

John wasn't going to complain about 'this'.

Still in the back of his mind he knew Cameron was bothered and tormented. He really didn't know how to reach her. He really wondered if anyone could. The only person who might have a chance to actually do that was Savannah.

Vanna watched Claire and Hanna leave with Summer. Two Terminators from the Detail House followed them. One ran back briefly to tell Bob to keep Young Allison there for a few hours.

Savannah already asked him to do that.

Vanna peeked down into the Bunker. Cam and Holly were still tethered as well as 'sharing'. She wanted to join them. Maybe she could do that next time. She really thought that the best part of coming to Palmdale to see Allison was the other females that she gained access to that she didn't normally have at the Resistance base.

She thought that things would be so much better and simpler for everyone if the Young family just moved to the Resistance base. She knew that Claire soon would become the most popular person at the Resistance base.

It was time to get down to business. She let her breath out with a sigh. She stripped off her clothes and hung her bra on the outside of the door handle. She entered Allison's room. There was no sign of Allison, maybe she'd gone with Claire and Hanna.

She was still a little nervous about what was about to happen. She really thought that she could go through with it this time.

She looked over at the bed and it was just like Allison told her it would be. There were two covered figures in the bed. She could tell they were kissing under the covers. That was OK with her because she was really ready, they might as well be too.

It was time to reclaim her womanhood.

Vanna moved up and threw back the covers.

"Surprise…." Vanna said.

She expected to see John and Savannah.

"Surprise…." Savannah and Allison answered back.

Vanna stood there speechless. She was surprised - very surprised.

The smile was frozen on her face.

Savannah and Allison looked at each other.

"What's wrong?" Allison asked.

Vanna just stood there. She was still speechless.

The smile faded away. It slowly was replaced by a look of shock.

Savannah and Allison both started to get out of bed. All three of the girls were naked.

Whatever this was, it wasn't what Vanna thought that she was going to see and be a part of. She wanted some type of explanation as to what exactly was going on.

"What the Hell?" Vanna finally managed to say.

Allison felt and looked a little confused. She actually discussed this with Vanna previously.

"This is what you said you wanted." Allison said. "You even told me."

Savannah wanted to reinforce what Alison said. She thought this was all worked out with Vanna.

"I went over this with you too." Savannah said. "I told you we'd been together a dozen times. I was being honest about it."

Vanna looked at Savannah. She knew Savannah did tell her that. It was she that somehow got it all wrong or confused.

"I thought you were talking about John." Vanna said. "I saw Bob here."

Savannah and Allison looked at each other.

"I'm sorry, Vanna." Savannah said. "I thought we were doing this for Allison. I thought it was what you wanted. I'll go."

Savannah looked around for her clothes.

Vanna looked at Allison and Savannah. They both looked so hurt. This wasn't what she'd expected but it was still something that could be beautiful.

"Wait. I must've misunderstood everyone. You both told me the things you said you did." Vanna said as she looked at Savannah. "You weren't with John?"

Savannah felt a little self-conscious about the last question. John had bounced around on the outside but he never made it inside her body. She'd only been one second away from losing her virginity before. It never happened.

"No." Savannah said. "Never…. It almost happened once but technically I'm still a virgin, at least concerning a male."

Vanna really thought that Savannah had gone all the way with John. It obviously was her mistake.

"I thought you did." Vanna said. "I'm sorry."

Savannah went to her clothes. Right now she felt like an intruder, a guilty intruder.

"I'm really sorry about this." Savannah said.

"Wait." Vanna said. "This just isn't what I'd expected. I thought I would make love to John. I thought that both of us would. I mean you and me, Savannah, with John."

Savannah thought would be quite an adventure if it ever happened. She was up for that if it ever did. At least Vanna would be there to guide her. She'd actually agreed to all of this as a special treat for Allison.

"I wanted us, both of US, to make Allison feel special." Savannah said. "I wanted this to be our gift to her."

Vanna wanted to make Allison feel special as well. Right now to know Savannah was going to be there too, actually excited her more. The more she thought about and looked at Savannah naked with her young body, was to see herself as she once was. Now she wanted this too. It was time for a 'redo'.

"OK – OK." Vanna said. "You two get back in the bed and cover up and we will do this again. It was my misunderstanding. I want this the way you intended it to be. Let's do an instant replay."

Vanna went back outside. She shook her head to clear her mind, took several deep breaths and turned the door handle to enter the room again. This would be almost as good as what she'd been expecting. She made sure her bra was still on the door handle and closed the door.

"Surprise…." Vanna said as she threw back the covers.

"Surprise…." Savannah and Allison answered back.

Vanna selected a song on Allison's player and climbed in bed next to Allison. Savannah was on Allison's other side. They were the 'bread' and Allison was the 'meat' in their 'love sandwich'.

Savannah and Vanna looked at each other and giggled.

Allison was thrilled beyond belief at this moment. What could possibly be better than this?

"Please, please me." Allison said. "Everywhere…."

'Still The One' by 'Orleans', drifted around the room.

Very Surprised

People come and go
Most of which no one cares
There are always some
At which everyone stares

Some people are pleasant to look at
While others are much less than fair
Maybe those low on looks
Are willing to take a dare

The comforts they have to offer
Are the same as any other
Some always want more
They soon move on to another

The sad truth seems to be
Character isn't determined by looks
Which group is more likely
To devolve into love's crooks

As one becomes despised
They are often chastised
They soon spout nothing but lies
Is anyone really very surprised

Nobody