Many thanks to the people who read and the people who reviewed:
Nathan Riddle: I'm glad you love the end! I'm glad you love the fight scenes, I'm not good at them, seriously. I need a long time before I could imagine a terminator fight but a human with human fight, I can manage. Then again, imagining is one thing and writing is another. I am seriously running out of vocabularies! (As for you first review) About the Jiley thing, I did kind of considered toning it down and just to let you in on one thing. I had actually written out the part where John had sex with Riley but I couldn't take it. Re-reading my writing was making me puke so I cut it out! Thankfully. What do you mean? Doing what? If I haven't mistaken what you mean, it was the kissing on the bed thing right? Yeah, that kill Cameron and I could never take it all at once if I found out I'm in love with a robot. I mean, come on man! John Connor fights them his whole life and he just needed normal anyway. And to answer that comment about why Cameron is so faithful…firstly, she doesn't remember. Secondly, love is blind. And thanks for the compliments about the fight scene but I just can't dread it when it had to come no matter how many times the reviews come back as the fight scenes turn out great but I try my best! Lols. Thanks so much!
Alanah: Thanks so much! Believe me, the addition of Riley hurts me too. I'm glad you love it. If you want the ending, it would be quite far from here. For every story of mine, it would be close to 33 to 34 chapters. I am considering having a part 2 for 'I'll always come for you' and a last sequel to close up for this entire journey. I know, it's long but I like long ones and hate short ones. I just love exploring the characters. And yeah, I kind of thought it through. Bad reviews are hurting (if not constructive) but it helps me improve, honestly. Unless it's a complaint to Cameron's too human. Now it's meant to be. Thanks so much once again!
TSCC FAN: thanks! Lols but come to think of it, it isn't a bad name if I were to credit them "Losers" Lols!
Amrita D: Thanks! I'm glad you like it. Warning…it won't be really bright soon. It'll be kind of dark and foreshadowing after a while.
Nomad79: I guess the plotline was showing with John thoughts and all about how he had to toughen up in the second chapter of this story (I think it's the second) That proposal was fun to write (I just feel sadistic and love to write John being a moron.) Thanks, glad I pulled off the fight scene!
Dc: Thanks, I'm really worried the fight scene would ruin the story a little. The chapters aren't set yet but I think the max I'll go for each of my stories is 35 (which is a lot of chapters. Fortunately each chapter isn't too long). With the stuff I got for this one (which is really good stuff, you'd want to stay reading no matter what crap, trust me. It's really exciting and mind blowing stuffs) I think there would be a "I'll always come for you part 2" as I wouldn't want this one to be filled with 60 chapters (that is ridiculous). I don't know if a part 2 would be well received, I'm kind of thinking on the edge now. Well, risks are to be taken and I don't think I would hold a vote this time. Most probably there'll be a part 2 then a major one. I'll inform it publically at the notes at the bottom of a certain chapter (preferably the last for this, part 1)
kataang0: Thanks! I can't really spill much of the beans but I think I will, just the top thin layer, really thin. It'll be at the bottom of this chapter but don't get your hopes up. It'll be very mild.
Cptlatnok: Yup. Hoping you could give a few comments but thanks anyway!
jojobevco: Thanks!
zahnfan23: Glad you found it that. ^-^
TK-MR: Alright, I answered that review kind of late and looked at the wrong place. Yup, it's an error. Sorry for that. I figured to get John to punch them right away but that would hit the wrong spot in a story as I didn't want John to come out as rash and he is kind of hiding so he didn't want to attract unwanted attention. He tried to warn them but the losers are really stubborn. Lols! I don't really know what you're thinking but yes, this would be nice times for them. Thanks!
Thanks so much for the review! They play a big part on the plot of the story and also the way I write them so thanks again!
WARNING! CHILDREN UNDER 11 PLEASE STAY AWAY!!! (Or if you freak out easily.)
Chapter 9: "You Seem Different." "I am."
"Cameron, can you stop that and just tell me what's up?" John grunted in frustration of getting stare down by her for the pass 10 minutes. He struggled to concentrate on driving but her constant staring was creeping him out.
"I'm sorry to bother you," Cameron started to reply finally… "Are you hurt from the fight?" She spoke up, trying to sound as pleasant as possible.
John couldn't help but gave a light chuckle. Cameron had stared at him for 10 minutes and the thought of just asking had never occurred to her, that sure is his Cameron alright, no doubt about it, "I'm really alright. Maybe just a sore knuckle from punching that brute but," John turned to her, "I'm fine."
Cameron stared for a moment before reaching out and taking his hand. Resting it in between her hands on her lap, she gently traced his knuckles gently with her smooth fingers.
That sensation was frighteningly overwhelming. The tingling feel made its way up John's arm and to his neck, up to his brain. He loved it when she did small actions like that and she knows that he likes that. He gripped onto Cameron's lower hand, which was propping his hand on her lap gently.
He smiled, satisfied as they drove home. On the way, he began thinking about them.
John can't help but feel confused about their relationship. He felt like her boyfriend but somehow, he also felt like a protective elder brother to her. Cameron was so naïve that he felt the urge to actually protect her from the littlest things he knew would happen; he had to protect her from this world. It was too awkward to be both her elder brother and her boyfriend.
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"Alright, you get that bag there then," John smiled, pointing to the bag of bread and margarine. Cameron wordlessly took it and began walking down the path, before John. He opened the door and they entered their home, placing down the groceries bags on the counter, exhausted. At least for John.
Cameron on the other hand, took off to the bedroom, leaving John frowning after her departure. He lifted his tired bones on sore muscles and followed her.
"Cameron, what are you-" He entered the room to find Cameron sitting on the bed, a box on her lap. John couldn't know the box better. It was the box which held their ring from the shop. She looked up at him and smiled, before looking back down and admired the two bands on her lap which would tie them together forever the moment they wear them.
John smiled, shaking his head with a sigh. He dropped onto the bed by Cameron. Slipping his arms around her waist, he peered over her shoulder and took in her sweet scent.
"We'll get engaged tomorrow," John promised, kissing her shoulder delicately. Cameron smiled softly, nodding, "Wanna wear it now?" He asked; eyes closed in complete relaxation. Cameron nodded lightly and almost hesitantly but John held up her left hand, reaching from behind her, gently, slipping the band on with ease. She helped him put on his upon his wordless request.
His left hand held hers gently, fingers intertwined, "I love you," John mumbled to her, sinking in absolute heavenly love.
"I love you too, John," Cameron mumbled. John was practically swept off his feet by the imaginary wind upon her soft confession, not even life and death can separate him from her anymore. John showered her with endless kisses on the crook of her neck and felt her head turn as a small gasp escape her lips. He took her lips on his.
John gently tasted her sweet lips. His hands roamed around on her lower back, pulling her desperately closer to him. Their tongues twirled around, with Cameron's hesitation prominent but more than a little love were involved.
He placed his hand on her hips comfortably, roaming to the small of her back. John contemplated whether to follow his instinct but he was afraid he'll scare her. Thus, his hands rested on the lowest portion of the small of her back, fingering the belt of her jeans, so tempted to do what he wanted to.
John gently caressed her lower lips with his tongue and felt her stiffen before her felt Cameron move in to intercept him, bringing back his attention to her. Their tongues felt each other softly, as if a little more force would hurt the other party. It went slowly and was a while before John's hormones did the decision making for the both of them. His hands roamed from her lower back to the hem of her long sleeved shirt.
"May I?" He mumbled in between their kiss and he felt Cameron's hesitation but nonetheless, a slight lift in her arms. He smiled, pulling it off her gently and placing it with ease on the end of the bed. With her outfit out of the way, he pulled her into a hug, breaking their kiss. He kissed her bare shoulder lovingly before resting his chin on it.
He felt himself grow harder with each passing second.
Bundling her silky brown hair in his right hand, his left felt Cameron's soft and smooth back under his palm, studying her perfect complexion. After he was satisfied exploring her exposed skin, he used his left to unhook the bra but frown in difficulty. He was determined not to let a simple bra hook get in his way but he'd admit, he is having trouble unhooking it.
He heard Cameron giggle into his ear before mumbling, "Hold on to both sides of the hook," She instructed. John gave a soft nip of the tip of her ear, following her instruction. Cameron's hand sought their way to his lower arm, pushing them towards each other on her back and the hook came loose, leaving the bra to slip off Cameron's skin to the small space between them.
John placed it at the end of the bed. Their lips met again, this time with his hands holding Cameron's directing them to his body, under his shirt.
"Cam, go ahead," He panted slightly from the internal 'heat' that's rising. John pulled her closer to him, feeling her breast on his chest, he groaned. Biting her lower lips, Cameron made a move.
Her soft hands ran over his back, feeling sturdy but warm skin there, noting a little moisture of perspiration starting to form She rested her head on his shoulder, sighing in contentment. She loved having a quiet moment with John, oblivious to his erratic breathing and their lack of clothes but John didn't want to waste any time. He decided to make a subtle move.
"Cameron," He practically whined. With a swift movement, his shirt joined hers.
Trying to be gentle but feeling anxious inside, John guided his partner off the bed and stand on the floor, struggling with the buckle of her belt and later, his own. Hers seemed to slip off to the floor quite easily but his seem to come off in annoying folds. Gently, John slipped off Cameron's only clothing left to hide her modesty.
They pressed together again, Cameron's cheek on his firm shoulders. She felt a soft touch of his erected member to her thigh through his boxers. That definitely got her curious and got her pressing herself on him. That was new to her and Cameron definitely let her curiousity get the better of her while she administer her 'ministration', pressing in harder than she intended. She had just no idea how bitter it was to John. He bit his lower lips, drowning the moan.
He scooped her into his arms, having enough of her teasing whether intentional or not. Not surprisingly, she looked confused and somewhat frightened by his interruption of her curious 'ministration'. Pecking her softly on the lips, John muttered a few words of assurance as he walked to the bed.
He placed her gently on the bed, and stood there in only his boxer shorts. He couldn't help but feel nervous. He had never tried this before, although close with Riley but she never got him this hard before. John was terrified at his strong urge of wanting Cameron so badly. He had no idea how to get going from here. Cameron is just an innocent girl/machine whom he is about to take advantage of. With her naïve personality, it would be less likely for her to say 'no' or resist at all.
There's one thing he did know. He wanted her, now.
Slowly, he slipped onto the bed kneeling on fours above Cameron, they kissed one last time. He was somewhat surprised when her hands pulled at the band of his boxers shyly at first then pulling it down, exposing him to her. This made John wonder if he was taking advantage of her or was it the other way around.
For a moment, his eyes were fixated on her beautiful and perfect body. They took in her face features, running from her bright eyes to her nose and to her lips. They continued downwards, taking in smooth milky skin on her chest. He gulped as he set his eyes on her beautiful and luscious breast. John can't wait to get into the act but he wanted to take it slow, for Cameron's sake.
"John?" She asked shakily, "Is something wrong?"
"Yeah…uh...no, not at all," John stammered thickly, unable to make his mouth move to his command as they opened and closed like a fish getting oxygen. Cameron gave him a small smile and he did his best but returned a nervous smile before finally going into the act. Lowering himself, John's felt a bitter touch of his erected member on the narrow gap in between her legs. He felt an involuntary tense in her muscles.
John shivered in excitement and fear, he was pretty sure Cameron felt fear for not knowing what's going on and what's to come. John felt nervous himself. What if cyborgs aren't programmed to enjoy sex? What if they hate it? Won't I be putting Cameron into a lifetime of misery? What if I hurt her?
Gritting his teeth, John decided to go along with it, since they've come this far of having the trouble to remove all their clothing. Carefully and slowly, he attempted to slide into her but it proved more difficult than he initially thought. He could feel Cameron's muscles tensing up further and making it pretty difficult for him but he didn't have the heart to tell her it's her problem.
How the hell does other people do this?!
After some tries, John seemed to be getting only frustration. He finally paused to look at how Cameron is holding up. Surprised to be finding her fear replaced by curiosity, her warm brown eyes fixated on him. He knew he just had to succeed in this. John jumped when he felt Cameron's left hand running down his stomach, down his abdomen, arriving at his groin area. Her hand touched his, which was trying to get this working.
Gently, John tried again, spurred on by her participation in this. She fingered the back of his hand gently as he unknowingly brushed against her. John felt a soft relaxation in her muscles and they loosened just enough for him to gain access.
Simultaneously, many jolts of electricity were sent up both bodies. Cameron felt a soft sting to her sensitive portion and winced involuntarily in surprise just when John slipped further in. He looked up at her in shock, tearing himself from the exhilaration he's experiencing and spinning back to earth. Instantly, he slid out of her.
Worry took over as he leaned over his partner, "Cameron," John whispered, thick with concern, "Are you alright? I'm so sorry, I didn't know I'd hurt you, I'm-" Their lips crashed together abruptly, pulling John into a passionate kiss. He blinked in surprise, kissing back, shaken.
"John?" Cameron muttered, breaking their sudden kiss.
"Yeah?" His voice was thick with happiness and endless joy.
"Don't be," She mumbled. That by itself was enough to set of the fuse. John smiled to her before slipping into her again, finding it less difficult but still not without difficulty. This time, he gently went deeper and deeper, observing Cameron's every move. Her expression portrayed disbelieve and to John's gladness, exhilaration as well.
She was warm, wet and her walls are tightening around him with each passing moment.
Soon, he was as close to her as he could have gotten. Cameron could feel John's warmth extending further into her body as it already has been. Ecstasy took over her sensors and send goosebumps to her skin. She threw back her head and moaned softly. John smiled. He needed to breathe before he dies of the lack of air. He rested the side of his head on her chest. Upon hearing a soft thud, he jumped up, yelping.
"What it is?" Cameron muttered, frowning, hands on his bare back.
"Nothing," He replied shakily, lowering himself to listen again. This time, there's no doubt, deep in there somewhere, there's something, beating hard. Pumping and working so hard, as if for her survival. He heard it began to get more erratic. A frown spread across his brows.
"John," Cameron whispered in almost a plea. John knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted to move on…
He prepared himself for the exertion, getting up and started working slowly. It took John awhile to get use to the rhythm but he knew it felt good. Gradually, each thrust came with more confident from John but it was slow and gentle, which for Cameron was good and satisfying for her unfamiliar term of 'sex'.
He can feel her walls tight around him with each move, clinging on to him firmly. Cameron's eyes burned with pure energy and love for John as their eyes met. She looked happy and this made John happy too. It had been a long time since he felt like this, or, he has never felt like this.
Cameron gave him new experience, not just physically but simple things like exhilaration and tasting sweet love in his heart for the first time.
John couldn't shake the thought of how things are progressing. Just about a year ago, before Cameron's glitch, they lay in bed and John let his mind roamed to how it would feel to be in her? Would he be able to feel her inner metal? But now, John was just too certain to let anything of that even flash once at him. He was sure, Cameron is not just a machine, she is more than just wires.
He saw her get irritated and jealous when he went out with Riley. He saw her get worried when he is in danger. He saw determination in her eyes when she tried to save him. He saw reluctancy in her eyes when she had a glitch and tried to kill him. He saw sadness in her when he asked if she really felt anything. He saw her exhilarated and excited while they make love. He heard her heartbeat somewhere in there. He felt her tremble when he ran his hand up her arm or anywhere else. He heard her breathe when he was near her.
And most importantly, he felt warmth when he was with her, in her. Cameron is more than real; she's just too perfectly unrealistic that John wondered; what did I do to deserve her?
As he kept each thrust more firm and coming in a faster pace, he felt her get wetter and hotter. This puzzled John as he didn't expect her to 'function' this way as well but he was reluctant to stop.
He watched with a smile as Cameron threw her head back, moaning out in pleasure. Her smooth hands clutched at his arms, careful not to hurt him but her grip was firm and just good for John.
His mind flew back involuntarily to a very memorable past…
"Want some chip?" John offered his new terminator protector. She glanced at the packet of chip before turning away to insert the oil pump back. John rolled his eyes at his own stupidity of assuming a Terminator could eat! He sat at the tip of their jeep, enjoying it.
"I'm sorry," She spoke up, "Back at school, you apologised for lying to me, so I should apologise for lying to you,"
"It's alright, I get it," John smiled, "You needed to get close to me, just the way you're…programmed," He forced to keep the smile, "Like some hot girls is going to make friends with the new weird kid," He chuckled, "Now that I'd think about it, you won't know someone's messed up, y'know?"
"In the future you have many friends," Cameron made a futile attempt in consoling.
John turned to stare at her in curiosity, "what model are you? You seem…different…"
Cameron reached out and took a chip, "I am," taking a bite out of the chip, she walked to take the wheel, with John staring at her, gaping.
John stopped, panting heavily. He leaned over to Cameron to rest, jumping as he heard a soft whimper from her. He couldn't help it but bark a laugh.
"I have to rest y'know, not that fit…yet," John laughed, his chest heaving in and out heavily. Kissing her tenderly on her forehead, their fingers of their left hand intertwined as their right explored each other body anyway they liked. John fondled with her breast gently, in awe at their beauty and perfection.
He felt hers roamed across his chest and to his abdomen, feeling his tensed muscles as she does so. John Connor wanted her to know one truth: He loved her and his heart will always be hers no matter what she decides to do with it. He was sure, he'd let her kill him if she wanted him dead.
They kissed slowly and tenderly. John release Cameron's hand and started running both hands down the sides, feeling and memorizing the feel of her curves under his hands.
Cameron's hands rested on his back, feeling him, somewhat shyly. John loved it when she did that. He could feel the warmth of her hands penetrating the skin on his back. It's good to have someone there constantly to warm him up. At least his choice to leave Sarah didn't make him alone.
John lifted his head as Cameron took his chin in her hand. As his firey eyes met hers, they both knew, they're not stopping anytime soon. A sly smile graced John's lips as he braced himself to make this a memorable one.
*
"Cameron?" John mumbled, sleepily and exhausted.
"Hm?"
"Remind me again, why haven't we done this before?" John grinned, forcing his eyes opened and greeted with the beautiful picture of his going-to-be wife, lying on her side, eyes closed and brown hair spread out on the pillow in naturally beautiful waves. She looked peaceful and happy.
"I don't know, I don't remember" She mumbled, eyes still closed. John smiled, reaching forward and taking her hand in his. He's the one doing the work and she's the one bathing in pleasure, yet she seems so tired. John, on the other hand, couldn't bear to close his eyes for fear she might disappear. He shifted forward, intertwining their legs.
"Cameron..." He whined softly, pleading her to just open her eyes for once. Cameron took a while before she managed to force her eyes open.
John savoured the moment and looked into the endless pools of brown. It was so different now. They were filled with emotions, it was so different from the last time John remembered it. Bleary and sleepy eyes looked at him and 'smiled'.
"Go to sleep," He mumbled softly, "I love you," Leaning forward, John kissed her on the forehead, closing his eyes himself. He heard a mild and muffled reply from Cameron just as she shifted closer to him, burying her face in the crook of his neck. A smile of satisfaction graced his lips as he drifted off to the wonderful land of sleep, their bodies intertwined together, sharing their warmth.
Sometime later, we got to do this again…he thought drowsily.
To be continued…
Well, a short but huge chapter for me to write! I hoped you enjoyed it. REVIEWS are greatly appreciated!!!
About the mild spoiler I promised:
There would be major action in the chapters down the road. Two old characters would be brought into this story soon.
This is all I'm offering for now.
Next chapter: John and Cameron spent some more time at home together as she continues remembering some more things from her past and he began to consider telling her the truth about their past. John pondered over this and decided to tell her some of their past when she asked about something she remembered but didn't pursue initially…