Disclaimer: All Chapters of this story are the product of my own creation using the characters from the T.V. show Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles. I am making no money off it and write solely for my own entertainment)

Supernatural Series: Rinse and Repeat

Chapter 4

"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!!!!!" John yelled as he threw the alarm clock across the room, shattering it into hundreds of pieces.

It had been three months since he found the secret to making time progress a day. Apparently the solution was incredibly simple. He had to spend time with both Cameron and his mother. Two hours at least to be precise. He still cursed his self for not figuring it out sooner. Had he not been purposely avoiding Cameron he would have saved a lot of time. Not that it would have mattered.

Day two was the day he encountered Cromartie. Looking back, he never realized just how lucky he had been to have escaped the mechanical assassin the first time around. Now that point was being hammered in. Nothing John did would allow him to make it through day two. Every time he came face-to-face with Cromartie, someone died. Cameron, Cromartie, his mother, half the school, but in most cases, him. So, what do you do with facing such a conundrum? To put it simply, you find another way around it.

Unfortunately that didn't work either. If he said anything to his mother, they'd pack up and leave causing a reset. If he told Cameron then the path would follow one of two routes either they'd run and reset time or she would destroy Cromartie and reset time. This whole situation basically meant there was no way to avoid the machine. He would have to find some way around the terminator and survive with the hopes that time would continue on to day three. Thus we return from whence we started.

Three months of attempted escapes. Three months of failure…well really only one and a half. After all, he still had to go through day one. But that didn't change the fact that he was dealing with subsequent failures. To put things plainly, he was tired. You could only suffer from failure for so long before you chose to call it quits.

"I need a vacation…or a hobby…or some sweet lovin…Don't think I'll get too far with that last one though...or any of them now that I think about it." He mumbled as he started pulling out his clothes for the day. It wasn't like Red Valley, New Mexico was crawling with hot gullible girls willing to fall victim to his evil ways. Add that to the fact that he was no Casanova and the field of sweet lovin reduced itself to a snowflake's chance in Hell. As he opened the door to his room and exited into the hallway he passed his mother who looked at him with confusion and worry.

"Bad dream." He muttered before entering the bathroom and beginning his morning routine.

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At school he sat quietly at his desk ignoring everything the teacher was saying. By now he had come to memorize every one of his teachers' introduction. Absently he noted Cameron attempting to get his attention, but he ignored her. It wasn't that he didn't want to hang out with her, she constantly provided him with new ways to spend the day. Though that was due in part to her lack of understanding when it came to human interactions, it made it easier to do things that most others wouldn't until they knew each other better. Sadly, those interactions came with a price. And that price was dealing with Cromartie the following day. Something he was trying to get away from for a while. Still, that begged to question. Just what was he going to do?

The bell rang, announcing the end of class and freeing John from the confines of his seat. Grabbing his bag he exited out of the classroom and into the hall. He didn't get far before Cameron stopped him.

"Hey new kid!" It had been her way of getting his attention when he ignored her. He had to admit, had she used that line the first day they met he would have been quick to respond. Nothing drew attention like a hot cyborg loudly announcing your presence to the rest of the school.

'Pfft…hot cyborg.' He thought looking her up and down. His eyes widened a fraction. 'Very hot cyborg. Very hot, gullible cyborg! Oh fuck yes!'

He knew somewhere in the back of his mind that it was probably wrong to take advantage of a robot that didn't know better. But ethics could go screw themselves! They weren't stuck in a god forsaken time loop where they or someone close to them, were repeatedly killed by a terminator from the future! And it's not like anyone would remember. Besides, what little dignity he had fled the room when he dressed up like Trojan Man. And to be fair, she did the whole "manipulate the unknowing" first.

"Oh sorry, I was off in my own little world." John said to excuse his earlier cold-shoulder treatment. Offering his hand he added. "I'm John."

"It's okay, I know the feeling. I'm Cameron." She replied.

"Pleasure to meet you." Time to get to work. "Hey Cameron, I have a personal question for you."

"Um, okay." She said uncertainly.

"You see, I find you to be incredibly attractive and I was wondering if you thought the same about me."

John watched as her eyes went blank. He could practically see her CPU processing his question and how it could affect her mission.

Attractive: (Adjective); Beautiful, good-looking, pretty, appealing.

Interaction between humans:…Expression…Sexually desirable.

Possible reactions: Strengthening or weakening of emotional bonds between two individuals; Attachment.

Mission Parameters: (1) Protect John Connor. (2) Get close to John Connor.

Recommended course of action:…

"Yeah, I do. It's why I wanted to get to know you."

"Really!? Wow I thought I felt some sort of chemistry between us." He said with mock enthusiasm. "So, uh do you want to go out?"

Okay granted, it wasn't the savviest way of asking a girl out, but this was still uncharted territory for him.

"Sure." She agreed with a smile.

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'This is so wrong and yet I can't seem to care.' John thought as he made-out with Cameron in their science classroom. They were towards the back of the room with him gently pressing her against one of the lab tables; the prime position.

It had been nearly two weeks since he had first asked her out and like all things in this repetitive world, it became easier to achieve the results he wanted overtime. The first time around he had spent two hours trying to get to the "make-out" point, but that was mainly due to his inexperience. Sure he got killed by Cromartie because of the time he spent with Cameron, but the knowledge he had gained during their first session had been worth it.

Now that he knew what words to use and ways to act, he was able to reach the level far faster. Fifteen minutes to be precise. Still with all things, there had been complications. It was easy to forget about the time and the rest of the world when you were busy cramming your tongue down your partner's throat, so it had come to no surprise to John when he would wake up and see that time hand moved forward. However, all it took was a little ingenuity to find a way to rectify that.

The bell rang causing John to smile as he continued kissing Cameron. He felt her lean her head back to attempt to stop them, but he moved his forward. She had done this four resets ago. She started moving to the side to pull away, but his arms rested firmly on her hips. She had done this three resets ago. Off to the side he heard Mr. Ferguson clear his throat in an attempt to get their attention. Cameron started to turn her head, but John turned with her so he now stood between her and their teacher. She had done this two resets ago. He felt her start to pull away now that her back was no longer against the table, but John had wrapped his arms around her waist. She had done this yesterday.

"Excuse me!" Mr. Ferguson said having finally grown impatient with them. "If you don't mind I would like to start class!"

'Time to get suspended…or expelled.'

"By all means, please begin. We won't stop you." He said before quickly returning his attention to Cameron, lest she stop them.

"Then take your seats! Your actions are a distraction." John pictured the teacher's face turning red.

"How so? We're in the back of class. The only one who'd see us is you."

"Yes, well you're distracting me, Mr…"

"Reese. And if you like we could take this out in the hall."

"I think-" Cameron started.

"-We should continue. I absolutely agree!" John finished before pressing his lips to hers once more.

"Mr. Reese! This is a school and you are here to learn!" Mr. Ferguson argued.

"You're right! How foolish of me!...What class is this again?"

"Biology, Mr. Reese!"

"Oh good!" John cried out happily. What followed next would probably be one of the greatest highlights in his young life.

"Mr. Reese! What the hell do you think you're doing!?"

John, who had both his hands up Cameron's shirt and on her breasts responded in aggravation, "I am studying the female anatomy! Now if you would please, shut up! You're throwing off my concentration!"

"That's it! Go to the office, Mr. Reese!"

"Fine! Maybe it will be quieter there!" He said matching the teacher tone for tone.

"You're going alone!"

"You selfish son-of-a-bitch!"

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For the next week John followed the pattern of making out with Cameron followed by expulsion. Since he was no longer allowed at the school his mother, after a long tirade of yelling, would pack up their stuff and they would leave Red Valley. Ultimately resetting the timeline. During the drives to nowhere he spent his times trying to find new ways to get past Cromartie, but found one glaring flaw. All he knew how to do was run and the few times the terminator had been taken out, it had been by Cameron's hand and no one else's.

John decided it was time for that to change.

(End of Chapter 4)

Alright, sorry if that seems a little rushed. As fun as this story is, there is only so much I can do when only one character is aware of what is going on. As I progress with the series, the stories will get better as I will have more characters to work with. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Next chapter will also be filled with fun.