Chapter 193

Together

Jesse was aware she was out of control in her past, the future. Derek was able to put the brakes on her extreme behavior, but only to a certain degree. She still hurt people when she could get away with it, just to hurt them.

When she was taken to the past, she viewed it as further 'hunting grounds'. She didn't think anyone in the past would be prepared for what the future was like. Sure there were extreme groups like cults and rogue biker gangs. It wasn't something innocent people would suspect.

Her plans of dominance and conquest were rapidly squelched. It was because of Cameron. She was fascinated by the females she encountered in the past. There was the 'little firecracker' Allison. There was her red-headed lover too. She made plans for both of them. Sarah was there. Sarah was as tough as her reputation indicated. Sarah flattened her on more than one occasion. It was something hard for most males to do, let alone a female.

Then there was Cameron. She wanted to hate Cameron because she was a Terminator. She soon found out the feelings she developed were just the opposite. Cameron always treated her fairly. Cameron risked her existence to protect her. It was strange it was a machine who helped her find her humanity. Cameron rebuilt her from the ground up. Cameron showed her what it was like to be a real human. It was something Cameron could never be. Cameron led her down the path so she could reclaim her humanity. Cameron soon became the most special person in her life. She found out how wrong she was about everything. She regretted her past actions.

Cameron's current situation was appalling to her. Something needed to be done. She wasn't going to abandon Cameron, even if she was terminated.

Jesse went to the storage area. It was a regular ritual for her. It was Cameron's make shift 'tomb'.

She lay on the cot and wept. She spent most of her time there until Gail would come and take her away.

Today was different.

There was a knock at the door.

Today was the day.

Jesse tried to gather herself. There were some things which needed to be done. She asked for help from the girls she loved. She wanted their support as much as she needed it. She was no longer a loner. She needed her friends.

"Come in." Jesse said.

Allison and Vanna entered.

Jesse waited for this day. She waited for some help from Vanna and Allison. It was more than just the physical help. It was the emotional support she needed.

It took a lot for Vanna and Allison to be there too. This was really hard on them. They needed to draw support from each other.

"We're ready." Allison said. "We brought the 'supplies'."

Jesse was grateful they were there.

"Thank you." Jesse said. "I didn't want to do this alone. I couldn't do it alone."

Allison looked at the job ahead. They owed it to Cameron. She owed it to Cameron. She couldn't be left in such a way. It was as bad as the crime which put her there in the first place.

Vanna looked at what awaited them. She knew things didn't get done thinking about them. It wasn't what she expected to see. She didn't really know what she expected to see. It was just different to see it.

"Let's get started." Vanna said. "We can't leave her like this."

Allison looked over at the job ahead. Why did it need to happen to Cameron? Why?

"I wish it was me instead." Allison said.

Jesse would rather be the one laying there too. Somehow it would make everything simpler. There wouldn't be any worries about tomorrow, if tomorrow would never come.

"We all do love." Jesse said. "Anyone of us would take her place if we could…."

All three girls would willingly exchange places with Cameron if they could somehow. Cameron deserved better than what she received. No one deserved to be left like Cameron was, not even Nobody.

Isabel-Cameron finished up in her room before she dressed. She decided to wear the nipple rings Cameron once wore for a short time. She was aware how much they excited John. It was what she wanted to try for again. She wanted John to want her.

She was ready to install the rings. She possessed the necessary tools to make a piercing. She decided she would do it a different way instead. She stood in front of the mirror and pushed the open end of the ring through the darker sheath material. She left her pain receptors on. The pain reminded her she was alive. After the second one, she really felt alive. Sometimes she questioned if she was alive or not. Pain always reminded her she was. She gave each ring a tug and a sharp twist. She was definitely alive.

She wore a bright yellow halter top that barely covered a fifth of her breasts. It was little more than a thin strap which covered the front of her breasts and went around her back. It was stretched so tight it looked like it was painted on. The outline of the nipple rings was clearly visible. It was the look she'd sought. No one could resist it, not even John.

Isabel-Cameron exited out of her room to find John. She tracked him down to confront him. It was time to get him straightened out. She wasn't 'Cameron' any longer. She was Isabel. She was a Terminator who wasn't tied to anyone. She had freedom of choice to do what she wanted with her life. She could choose her own sexual partners when she wanted to. She no longer 'belonged' to anyone.

She walked up to John. She knew what he would look at first when she arrived. it was what he always did in her current chassis. It was what he always did with other females too, especially whenever they were out in public. She didn't know why he needed to look at other female's bodies. He still looked at them when he could touch hers at any point in time, as much as he wanted. She always thought it was rude to her. It was insulting too.

She saw him look at her top. She watched his eyes take in every detail. It excited her. It was what she hoped for. She glanced down and saw his body responded to her new modified and enhanced appearance. John finally noticed her and it excited him. It in turn excited her even more. She knew what motivated John. He was very physically driven in their relationship. Well, in their previous relationship.

John was at a loss for words. What he saw in 'Cameron' now was pure beauty. She did several things to excite him. If she'd wanted to 'turn him on', she hit the nail on the head. He wanted what he looked at. He needed to use some tact. He didn't want to blow it again. He almost did but quickly corrected himself.

"Camer… Isabel, you look nice." John said.

The use of her new name pleased her. She would reward John for it. She knew what he liked. She planned to deliver.

John couldn't take his eyes off of her. Well, he couldn't take his eyes off certain parts of her.

She wanted John to look at her face. His eyes were stuck on her rings.

"Thank you." Isabel-Cameron said. "I'm up here."

She was pleased he was transfixed.

John brought his gaze up. His eyes slipped back down to take another quick look before they settled on her face.

"You know 'those' always excited me." John said. "They always enhanced your beauty."

She was well aware of the effect they seemed to have on him.

"Yes, it's why they're back." Isabel-Cameron said. "I did it just for you. I want you to want me."

John liked what he looked at, but there was still something else he wanted. He tried not to blow it but he needed to say what he truly felt. He didn't want to get caught up in the moment. He knew he was already in pretty deep.

"I do Camer… Isabel." John said. "I want you back the way you were. I want MY Cameron back."

Right away he saw the look on her face change. He knew he just blew it. He couldn't help it. He needed to say what he believed.

Isabel-Cameron instantly became enraged at the use of her slave name. Calmness soon flooded over her and soothed her. If she lost it now, John would reject her again. She tried to hold it together. The 'Holly' on her chip reminded her there was always give and take. No one can have their way all of the time. Two people needed to work together to build something and keep it going.

She collected herself and forced a smile. It was the best she could do.

"Please call me 'Isabel' in this chassis, this body. It's who I am now. You must accept me for who I am now." Isabel-Cameron said. "The 'other person' is no more. You know what was done to her."

A look of disgust and anger flashed on John's face but he remained silent.

She wanted to remind John it was done to help move him forward in life and to stop clinging to the past. Now it was time to move John into the future.

Isabel-Cameron wanted to provide him with comfort and hopefully love. She tried to reach out to him and offer him everything he liked and wanted. She took his hand and led him to his room.

John reluctantly followed.

She stripped off his clothes, as he did hers.

John was a little unsure about how to take her top off. It reminded him of a big yellow cloth rubber band. Soon they both stood naked facing each other.

Isabel-Cameron wanted to point out a few features on her new chassis. She thought one of them was very important. It should make John want her even more to claim it.

"This body is 'unspoiled'." She whispered in his ear. "All of my other sexual files have been sequestered. I don't know what's on them. You'll be my 'first'."

She hoped it would make John want her more. It was true. She lay on the bed and pulled him with her.

Their two naked bodies were on top of each other.

She could see John was ready.

She rolled over on her back and positioned John over her. Everything was lined up. He was only one move away from what they both wanted. She tried to prompt him.

"Take me, John." Isabel-Cameron said. "I'm ready. I NEED you."

She reached out and to guide him. There was too much delay. She wanted it bad, right now.

John could see and feel she was right in front of him, and literally right under him. He felt her guiding hand. He could see the anticipation and excitement on her face.

He looked at her and missed Cameron. 'Isabel' wasn't 'Cameron'. It just wasn't the same. He was married to Cameron, even if Isabel claimed he wasn't married to her.

"I can't." John said. "I want Cameron."

John went limp on her. She felt cheated. They were so close. She was so close. This was too much. The anger inside of her flared up. Even the calming effect of 'Holly' couldn't contain her anger and rage. She was so close to what she wanted. She was denied it at literally the last second.

"I AM CAMERON." Isabel-Cameron yelled. "I want to be a different 'person'. I HATE CAMERON. I HATE HER. SHE was 'NOT GOOD ENOUGH'."

John's excitement turned to anger as quickly as hers did. He struck back in the same way. It was something married people tended to do to each other. They would never treat a stranger, or an acquaintance, with such disrespect and rudeness.

"IS THAT WHY YOU DESTROYED HER?" John yelled back at her.

Isabel-Cameron was enraged even further. How dare John question her! Who did he think he was? She wanted to give him a refresher course about the facts.

"You never even went to 'see' her. You didn't even care about her. NOBODY cares about HER." Isabel-Cameron said. "Go SEE her then come back to me. THIS is what you have now. This is ALL you have…."

John couldn't bear to look at Cameron's 'remains'. He could still hope, if he didn't 'see' her in whatever condition she was in. To view what was left would make it final. It was something he refused to do.

Isabel-Cameron got up and stormed out of the room naked. She left her clothes behind. She just wanted to get away from it all. She needed some space.

She walked briskly past Sarah and Riley. They'd taken Jan for a stroll.

Sarah and Riley both stared at her, they were totally transfixed.

They were at a loss for words for a few seconds as their brains processed everything they just saw.

Riley would die to look like Isabel did.

"THAT is the HOTTEST thing I've ever seen." Riley said. "I wish I looked like her."

Sarah knew beauty when she saw it. What she just witnessed was beauty.

She reached up and touched her left breast. She thought when she was done nursing Jan, what she just witnessed looked like something to try. Maybe Jan would be weaned a few months early…. Kyle would get turned on to see her look the same way. She was turned on just thinking about it.

"You're right, Riley, she does look HOT." Sarah said. "Every female wishes she could look like her, even ME. I would trade with her in an instant if I could."

Sarah knew she never looked even half as good when she was younger. She would love to look like Isabel and be sixteen again. The world would be at her command with everything she knew now. With her years of experience, she knew how to get whatever she wanted. If she looked like Isabel's, it would be even easier.

Isabel-Cameron passed John Henry. He was captivated with what he saw. He thought she was beautiful also. He looked down and realized his sheath started to respond on its own. He reflected he needed to go over morals again with Mr. Ellison. There seemed to be many thoughts coursing through his head, both of them.

Isabel-Cameron was steamed. She was ready to blow. She was about two seconds away from losing it. John's continued rejection of her was the final straw. How could he show such disrespect for her, over and over?

The calming effect started to take place. Isabel-Cameron cooled down by the time she reached her room. She was going to get what she wanted, one way or another. She called Holly and asked her to come as soon as possible….

Maybe it was time to forget about John and move HER life forward. He didn't deserve her. He didn't deserve to be 'first'. She wanted someone to love her, and touch her, because she was who she was.

She could tell Holly was ready. She was too. They couldn't reproduce so what difference did it make who her mate was?

No, really. What difference did it make at this point?

John looked at the open door. He was naked. He got up to close it. It wasn't before his mother and Riley looked in at him as he walked toward the door.

'Beautiful.' John said to himself.

He figured it could have been worse. It could have been Derek or Kyle.

John silently dressed. He folded Isabel-Cameron's clothes and set them on the dresser. He looked at the yellow tube top again. It left about eighty five percent of her breasts exposed. He tried not to think of it. He could see he pushed her too far this time.

It was a mistake on his part. He shouldn't have been so stern about it. Now she would turn elsewhere to 'punish' him. He was pretty sure the first male she found was in for a treat. It would be done to punish him. He didn't think she would even realize she would punish herself at the same time.

Today's news was gone. Now it was time to see yesterday's news.

It was time to see what was left of Cameron.

He gathered himself and headed for the storage room where he witnessed Isabel and Holly take Cameron.

He was unsure what he would see. The more he thought about it, the sicker it made him feel. He couldn't control it anymore. He stopped at a bathroom along the way and threw up. He rinsed his mouth and continued.

He avoided doing it for so long. He didn't want to remember Cameron 'this' way. It was time. He would ask Bob to help him clean up the 'remains'. He didn't think he would be able to do it alone.

He would have liked the girls to help him. It seemed they were all upset and angry at him too.

As John neared the storage area, Vanna and Allison emerged from the room, they both wept. They looked at him and went the other way. They were angry at him and didn't want to talk to him right now, not after what they started.

The visual made him feel worse. It looked like he made everyone hate him.

John stood there unable to go forward. He wondered how many people hated him now, or blamed him for what happened to Cameron. He actually wondered who didn't.

No. He did know who didn't. It was Savannah. She was always there to cheer him up and be near him when he was down. He didn't know what Cameron made her promise to do, over and over. She was there to comfort him any way she could. He didn't even think about what Cameron made Savannah promise to do. He didn't even think about where Cameron's wedding dress was at. It was in Savannah's closet.

Jesse came out of the room. Her face was red and swollen from crying. She looked at him and burst into tears again. Gail waited for her nearby. She came to Jesse and picked her up and silently carried her away as she always did when Jesse left the room.

Gail would carry her back to her room as she tried to console her. It bothered her because Jesse loved Cameron. Jesse told her up front. Jesse told her if she ever came upon the chance to be with Cameron, it would happen. She didn't like it but figured it would never happen. If it did, it did. Life went on and Jesse would still be hers at the end of the day. Jesse belonged to her. A little slack in the leash, would still keep her close. There was plenty there for everyone.

John reached the door and stood there. He tried to gather some courage. There was none.

He slowly turned the handle.

John opened the door. He looked inside in disbelief.

He staggered and almost collapsed. What he saw shocked him like nothing else he could remember. He'd prepared himself for the worst but this… this….

John collapsed.

His mind couldn't process what his eyes witnessed.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Vulnerable Beauty

There's no judgment
No anger or upset feelings
For having real love inside
Or a hearts pure dealings

There's no punishment
For being honest and open
For what the heart feels
Gives life and keeps one hopin'

Crimes of the heart
Are not crimes at all
For wanting true love
It's easy to fall

To express raw emotion
Isn't an evil sin
For wanting love returned
Is what all seek within

To be vulnerably open
Speaking honest and true
For this is complete beauty
That's what I like about you

Nobody