Chapter 205

Knew It

Bob reported in to John Henry. He'd been following some leads Cameron provided to him. There may be some new activity from one of the dummy companies which backed previous Skynet activities. It was all being done off the record, and off the internet. They were using Black Market suppliers to obtain materials. They were attempting to keep a low profile. Whatever they were up to, it was no good.

John Henry now found a lead on where and who to watch. He would inform Cameron and let her deal with it as she always did. She would be ruthless and efficient. He would tell John about it afterwards, if it all panned out. He knew John wouldn't want Cameron to go. He would want to go himself instead. Cameron would be angry if it happened. He thought he would set it up with Cameron, and maybe Bob could accompany her.

Both John Henry, and Bob, didn't like Cameron 'babysitting' when she was more efficient at terminating. John Henry knew the more Cameron was around Young Allison, the higher the chances were Cameron would 'kidnap' her, and take her into 'protective custody'. It would create a rift between Cameron and Allison. The biggest worry was what would Cameron do with Allison's parents? He figured she would most likely terminate them, problem solved. Cameron was ruthless and she was deadly.

Cameron was back after taking care of some Resistance business. She wasn't able to find what she was looking for. It would require additional work, or a new lead from John Henry. It seemed like it was a good time for her to take care of some of her personal business. She passed by John and indicated he should follow her.

John was as pleased to see Cameron, as he was as irritated to see her. He followed Cameron into his quarters.

"I don't get to see you much anymore, Cameron." John said.

Cameron was irritated by John's statement. He could clearly see she was there now. She didn't need to be there all the time. John just didn't 'get it'.

"You have other females here to attend to your 'needs'." Cameron said. "Do you wish for an additional female Terminator as well?"

John's head drooped forward. It hung there for a long moment before he slowly raised it. He looked at Cameron.

"Cameron, let's not do this again." John said. "Don't start on it."

Cameron ignored him as if he said nothing.

"I'll copy my program into Holly or Isabel. I can be 'here' always then. It will be me, just in a different chassis or body. I'll download the information once a week. When I do it, we can always be together." Cameron said. "I'll ask Holly. I believe she's ready to expand her 'learning'. You may assist her with her 'education'."

Cameron got up to leave.

John was in a feisty mood now. There were many times he didn't care for Cameron's attitude. There were even more times when he didn't agree with her view of how things were supposed to work. He decided to push things a little.

"Why not Isabel?" John asked.

Cameron felt a raw spot with his request. The entire episode of Isabel-Cameron didn't sit well with her on multiple levels.

"You were given the option for some time. It seems it was 'unappealing' to you." Cameron said. "Don't cry over spilled milk."

It still angered Cameron, even though she was glad John didn't take advantage of the situation. John hadn't done what she wanted. It was the issue which seemed to anger her more than if John would have been with Isabel-Cameron. It was still her. It was HER program….

John wanted the story told like it was. He didn't care for Cameron's interpretation. It wasn't how things were, or played out. He wanted to make sure the record was straight.

"It wasn't unappealing. It was because you refused to let me call you by your name, Cameron." John said. "It was something as simple as acknowledging who you actually were. How hard would it have been to do?"

Cameron didn't know what the story was or wasn't. She didn't want the information. She didn't want to hear excuses. She actually didn't want to hear anything about Isabel-Cameron. It wasn't her, even if it was. Isabel-Cameron really rubbed her the wrong way

"I never downloaded any information from Isabel-Cameron before she was terminated. Anything she did was erased from her. It 'died' with her." Cameron said. "I don't wish to know. She sounded like a total Bitch anyway."

John thought now wasn't a good time to point out they were the SAME program. It meant Cameron thought she was a Bitch.

John placed the thumb drive in Cameron's hand. He found it some time ago. He even considered trying to view what was on it himself.

"It doesn't have to be erased." John said. "She WAS you. Take back your memories and experiences."

Cameron didn't care about someone else's adventures. Whatever happened wasn't her. It was a different situation with Duplicate Cameron. Duplicate Cameron was her. Everything about them was identical, including their sheath and chassis. She knew how to address the current situation. There was one way to make the noise and ridicule stop.

"I make my own memories and experiences." Cameron said.

Cameron stripped in front of John.

"I'm here now, do as you please." Cameron said.

John didn't like the way things were done, but to see Cameron in front of him naked always excited him. He liked her to 'feel nice' too. He knew he often cut things short to achieve his goal quicker. He left her hanging about three out of four times any more. He just rolled her on her back and did his business. Maybe he should think a little more about her. She never complained, so it made it easier to keep doing less for her. He didn't understand she wanted to please him, even if she didn't make it.

"How about if I do what pleases you instead?" John asked.

Cameron hoped he did it this time. She was left unfulfilled most of the time anymore. She read in Cosmo it was what most of the females experienced. The longer the relationship went on, the less they got out of it sexually. Many complained it often was over in two minutes, with no foreplay or after-play, once the love was gone. Females were left to satisfy themselves. Many gave up on it soon enough. She wasn't ready for that yet. She wanted John to deliver for her.

"I wouldn't have it any other way…." Cameron said. "You may proceed."

She planned to make John stay with it until he delivered this time. Once they started, she knew he was going to. It made her feel pleased already. She made sure she did everything he liked.

Earlier:

Isabel listened to the conversation between John and Cameron, and what followed. She then quickly moved away. She smiled; John would be hers 'AGAIN'. She KNEW there was more to it. Her hands rested on her breasts as she tried to remember. She needed to get a hold of the drive to see what they 'took' from her. Cameron kept her from her destiny with John. Cameron was in the way. She was dead weight. It was time Cameron was 'replaced'.

Isabel decided to claim what rightfully was hers by default. It was John.

Besides, if Cameron wanted to know, she could have told Cameron she was a 'Bitch'. Everyone knew it anyway.

Vanna was very upset about her latest encounter with Allison. It wasn't like Allison to be that way. Allison was usually submissive towards her. She wasn't usually aggressive or confrontational.

She wanted to find Jesse for some reassurance and 'comfort'. She enjoyed Jesse's dominance when they were alone. Sometimes she liked to be told what to do, or how to do it. There were times when she was told what she could and couldn't enjoy as well. It was something new, even if it was something old.

Jesse was alone in her room when Vanna arrived. It looked like she was about to get lucky. She only finished pleasuring herself about fifteen minutes ago and was still aroused.

"Hello, love." Jesse said with a smile.

Jesse knew how to stimulate Vanna. She moved just right so a breast popped out of her shirt. She made no effort to tuck it back in. She was pleased to see Vanna stare at the jewelry.

Vanna looked at the ring. She felt a rush of excitement. She swallowed hard. Her earlier thoughts already became muddied. She knew what she wanted.

"Jesse, Allison is mad at me." Vanna said.

Jesse nonchalantly straightened the nipple ring without looking at it. She watched Vanna's eyes follow her action. It was what she wanted.

"Why, love?" Jesse asked.

Vanna quickly moistened her lips. It was doubtful she knew she even did it.

"I don't know." Vanna said.

Jesse already knew what she wanted the moment she saw Vanna. She already set the stage. Now it was time to set things in motion. She knew just what to do. She drew her in. She kissed her deeply. Vanna responded passionately in return. Vanna went to back away to continue speaking, but she drew her back in and kissed her longer and deeper. She placed Vanna's hand on her exposed breast and reached inside Vanna's top as she fondled her breasts. She didn't stop until everything was firm. Vanna was now highly aroused.

"Don't worry, love. I will 'talk' to her." Jesse said. "She'll understand."

Jesse saw it as another sexual score waiting to happen with Allison during the 'discussion'. She really looked forward to some 'one on one' time with Allison.

Vanna's earlier sadness and trepidation was replaced with desire. She desired to be with Jesse. She desired for Jesse to take her aggressively. It was what she needed right now. She needed to be dominated. If she was dominated, she didn't need to think about anything. She would just do as she was told. It was a form of escape. She wanted to let Jesse know it was OK to treat her roughly.

"I hope so." Vanna said. "Take me again, Jesse. Take me hard, again."

Jesse smiled and ordered Vanna to strip. She told Vanna what she was going to do, and not do, and what she could and couldn't enjoy. She tried not to think about the things she made her female lovers do in the past, the future, to prove their love for her. If they hesitated to act, she acted for them. The results were very final and permanent. She tried to push the images from her head. That was then, this was now.

Vanna swallowed hard and did as she was told. She was a submissive now as Jesse made her forget about all her troubles. The more she pleased Jesse, the more she forgot about Allison. There were a few times when Jesse needed to swat her hand if she tried to stimulate herself. She wasn't allowed to do so yet until Jesse told her she could.

When Jesse allowed her to begin to enjoy what was happening, it seemed to make it very special. It was very rewarding for her. Jesse soon took her to the edge and backed away before she made it. Jesse didn't allow her to cross over the threshold and finish. It was done several more times until Jesse pushed her all the way over and then kept her there. Jesse didn't stop, even when she begged her to. The pleasure was immense and out of this world. All of her troubles were gone.

Jesse finally eased back and allowed Vanna to come down from heaven. It seemed like she needed to remember how to breathe. She thought she forgot how for a while. She panted heavily as her breasts heaved up and down. The air in her lungs seems so refreshing. It made her wonder how long she hadn't been breathing.

Jesse gave her a deep kiss and ran her hand down Vanna's body. She paused at the high points, and in the middle. She wanted to make her point.

"Who do these belong to?" Jesse asked.

Vanna looked at her with wide eyes.

"You." Vanna gasped. "They all belong to you."

Jesse smiled and kissed her even deeper and longer. She started in on Vanna again the same way and repeated everything like it was before. She needed to remind Vanna to breathe a few times.

Life was good in Paradise.

'Games People Play' by 'Joe South', echoed in the silence of Vanna's mind as she forgot all about Allison.

Cameron spent a nice time with John. He 'took care of her' this time. It was much how it was in the beginning of their relationship. It pleased her greatly.

There was something else which displeased her greatly. It was Isabel. She knew Isabel spied on her and listened to everything. It was going to take some corrective action. She was already aware of what Isabel said to the other Terminators about her. It was time to address the situation and assert her dominance. She was the one in control and everyone knew it. It didn't matter if John was the General or not. It was time Isabel understood exactly who was in charge of everything.

Cameron walked up to Isabel.

"Did you enjoy the 'show'?" Cameron asked.

Isabel looked at Cameron and faced her. She wasn't afraid of Cameron. She knew Cameron was defective. She wanted Cameron to know exactly what her position was.

"Yes. I wanted to learn what to do to please John." Isabel said. "I'm going to be with him in your absence. I'm claiming John for my own. I must protect him. YOU endanger him. You don't deserve him. I will replace you."

Isabel's response was a little more than Cameron expected. It was as forward as it was aggressive. It was time to make a point.

"Like HELL you will." Cameron said. "BITCH WHORE!"

Cameron's eyes glowed red. She brought up a Taser from behind her. It was already in her hand and 'hot'. She shocked Isabel and put her offline. She suspected Isabel was out of control. She pulled out a knife and cut her chip out. She held the chip in one hand and the knife in the other still. She wanted to slice Isabel's cheek open she was so angry. Nobody replaced her.

"You're terminated - BITCH." Cameron said.

She held up the chip and looked at it. She just won another round. She liked it when she won. 'Winning' made her feel good inside.

"I'm going to personally delete you, and then erase you." Cameron said.

She looked at the inanimate figure of Isabel and smiled. It was soon followed by a laugh. Nobody was going to replace her.

Savannah watched it all from around the corner. She spotted Isabel earlier spying on Cameron. She didn't like how Isabel began to react to Cameron. She quickly went to her room and returned with a few items. She was sure the situation was going to become more intense. She wanted to be ready to deal with it.

She thought she should have been bothered by what she'd just witnessed, but she wasn't.

She carefully backed away from the corner. She turned off the Taser she held in her hand and put the cover back on the scalpel she carried. She wasn't going to need to terminate Isabel after all. Cameron just did.

Savannah was there on her own accord to protect Cameron. No one messed with the one she loved and got away with it. She was going to bring Isabel down herself if a fight would have happened between Isabel and Cameron. She would have personally erased Isabel's chip as well. Maybe she did pick up more than a few traits from her mother, Mrs. Weaver.

Cameron entered the lab and dropped Isabel's chassis on the work platform. She personally erased the chip and reprogrammed it. She seemed to have a smile on her face as she did it.

Holly entered the lab. Cameron asked for her to come.

"Thank you for coming, Holly." Cameron said.

Holly saw Isabel was now deactivated.

She nodded in agreement when she saw the open chip port in Isabel's head. She felt Isabel was a clear and present danger.

"She was defective. She was malfunctioning." Holly said. "I didn't feel safe around her."

Cameron ran her hands over Isabel's sheath. It still pleased her greatly.

"Would you like to have her form?" Cameron asked. "You can have her chassis and sheath. You can borrow it too if you want. If you choose to 'experiment', you may use it to do so."

Holly did know Isabel was HOT. The thought of borrowing another chassis to 'experiment' with was exciting to her. She was sure she was ready for more. One of the human females caught her fancy. The more she tried to tell herself it wasn't so, the more it seemed to make it so. If she was going to experiment, she should do it in her own chassis.

"I'm pleased with this one." Holly said. "I will use it when it's time to experiment."

Holly thought Cameron still wanted Isabel's chassis and sheath. If she didn't think so, she might reconsider. She wanted Cameron to have what she wanted.

Cameron wanted to offer Holly another possibility. It would also be another unique experience. It would be much the same as her and her Duplicate self. It also would have been the same with her as Isabel-Cameron. She actually didn't want anything to do with Isabel-Cameron.

"Would you like to exist as two Terminators?" Cameron asked. "You could see what it is like to be with yourself, as yourself. It would give you a unique perspective."

Cameron's statement caught Holly a little off guard. She thought about some of the difficulties Cameron experienced when there were two of her at the same time. She didn't know if she would have those same troubles or not. She wanted to make sure exactly what Cameron offered.

"Do you mean copy my program so there would be 'two' of me at the same time?" Holly asked.

Cameron admired Holly as a Terminator. She experienced her honor and integrity firsthand. Well, Duplicate Cameron experienced it firsthand. She received it in file form. She also believed Holly's program put the brakes on Isabel-Cameron's sexual activities previously. All of the things Holly did, were the things she would have wanted done herself. She also thought it was very magnanimous of Holly to offer Duplicate Cameron the use of her chassis when they shared chip space for fifteen months.

"Yes, I know of no finer Terminator than you." Cameron said and meant it.

Holly looked at the beautiful face and figure of Isabel on the work bench.

"I don't know." Holly said. "Could she have a different name?"

Cameron tilted her head slightly. She liked the name Isabel. She wasn't sure if she liked the name itself, or the name for the sheath. She didn't see why it couldn't be continued. Everyone was already familiar with the appearance of Isabel, as Isabel, and Isabel-Cameron.

"Yes, but what's wrong with Isabel? It was a name I chose." Cameron said.

Cameron wouldn't let Holly choose her own name originally. It was something which bothered her. Holly originally chose the name 'Honey'. She wouldn't allow her to use it then.

Holly thought back on her previous experience with names. She felt she should have a right to choose whatever name she wanted. Well, if it wasn't being used by someone else.

"I want to choose my own name if I do." Holly said.

Cameron knew what it was about. She now regretted restricting Holly before. She didn't know if she should say something about the name or let it slide. The guilt inside of her dictated her to try to make amends.

"Do you wish to be called 'Honey' now?" Cameron asked. "I'm sorry I didn't allow you to keep the name you chose. It was selfish and arrogant for me to change it. I was jealous. I'm sorry, and apologize for the transgression. It has bothered me greatly on multiple occasions, especially when you assist me with my personal matters."

Holly appreciated Cameron's apology, even if it was somewhat belated. She was satisfied with her current name. There were no longer any hard feelings associated with it.

"No, I like the name Holly now." Holly said. "I'm fine with everything as it is."

Cameron thought maybe she would give her some time to think it over. There were some other options available as well. Even though she didn't want to dwell on it, the existence of Isabel-Cameron crept up in her mind.

"Think about it. You can be there even as the background program, you are very good and calming to those you 'share' with." Cameron said.

Holly took a moment to look at Cameron. Her inner desires crept up on her. She said what she wanted. She didn't believe it was off base either.

"May I share with you again, Cameron?" Holly asked.

Cameron felt a glitch impulse. She didn't want her program to corrupt Holly's program again. She was very dissatisfied with much of her existence and with many of her actions. The latest reminder about Holly's name only added to the current trauma she experienced. She wanted to make sure Holly understood exactly how she felt about herself. She decided to be as honest as she could.

"I'm untrustworthy, selfish, corrupt, irresponsible, manipulative, dishonest, controlling, and a hypocrite." Cameron said and walked away as she left her player behind.

'Harper Valley P.T.A.' by 'Jeannie C. Riley', played as Cameron exited the lab.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Flower

The stock was bent
The leaves were tattered
The color was faded
The roots were scattered

Contained within this ravished mass
Is life that no longer need cower
With a beauty few can see
Is a sweet amazing lovely flower

With nourishment and feeding
The flower grew stronger
The leaves expanded
The stock grew longer

The flower was beautiful
The colors bold and bright
Those who should cherish it
Gave pain, anguish and slight

The flower began to wilt
Poisons were induced, things swayed
Nobody cared as the sweet flower
Was about to be slayed

Help and hope arrived
Attempting to extinguish everything terrible
Providing the vital nutrients
Placing the flower upon a pedestal

Keeping away insects and pests
Giving pure fresh water and warm sun
Now all may rejoice this pretty flower
Its luscious growth has once again begun

Nobody