Chapter 853

Fraction Of A Second

Cammy was just about to slide down on top and around John. It was something she really, REALLY wanted to do. Cameron blocked her intimate files with John from her as well as from Cam and Camille. She desperately wanted to make her own files. She'd been this close to John once before. Their private parts were just a fraction of a second away from contact and becoming one. Now it was going to happen.

She wasn't sure if she was more excited about having sex with John or doing this to 'get back' at Cameron. She decided it was both. One was as good as the other to her at this point.

A rude 'moment' shattering interruption occurred.

John Henry was aware of two critical developments that occurred at the same time. He thought due to the severity of the nature of each of them that John needed to be notified immediately. It was quite possible that both of the groups that were out in Las Vegas would need to go hot.

"John, we have a big problem, two of them actually." John Henry called out loudly. "One involves Savannah. She's in real danger."

Cammy's and John's eyes were locked. Neither one of them wanted to lose this moment. It had been too long in the making to be stolen from them in a fraction of a second.

John tried to get up. He was worried about Savannah. John Henry wouldn't have interrupted them like this unless it was something very important and pressing.

Cammy wanted this…. She didn't want to let go of what she currently had. That was literally as well as figuratively. She tried to reach for 'John' to guide him into her. She at least wanted THAT experience for the first time. She wanted to feel him inside her. They could finish up later. The ice would be broken and it would make the next time easier for both of them. She was aware that once someone started to do something that every 'next time' was easier and easier.

John Henry wanted to make sure that John and Cammy heard him. Their response was slow. Things were critical.

"Savannah's alone with the two unknown men." John Henry called out loudly. "Nobody else is near her to help. She's engaged them on her own. It's only going to be them and her."

John tried frantically to get out from under Cammy. The situation that John Henry described sounded very serious to him.

Cammy just as frantically held onto 'John' and attempted to continue to 'mount him'. She didn't want to be denied her first sexual encounter with a male. She didn't want to leave that room a virgin. She wanted to be able to rub it in Cameron's face, even if it was just for one second with a simple in and out. He still would have been inside her.

John struggled with Cammy to free himself. He felt constant contact with the outside of her sheath but hadn't yet entered it. He wanted to go see what the problem was. He could tell that Cammy wasn't going to stop until she was successful in her endeavor. He needed to exert his authority and exert it now.

"Cammy, I want you to STOP!" John said forcefully. "We need to see about Savannah – OUR Savannah. She's in danger."

Cammy stopped groping 'him' and hopped off of John so he could get up. She was extremely dissatisfied that she would need to leave that close encounter still a virgin.

She hurried out into the main room to see what was happening with Savannah. She felt this was all Cameron's fault. Everything that happened that was messed up all went back to Cameron. She wanted so much to look Cameron in the face and tell that Bitch she was full of John's seed. She would even let her check to prove it to her. That's what Cameron deserved for taking Savannah from her. She'd planned to back that up with different visual files from the various mirrors that were around the room. She wanted Cameron to be able to see all the different positions that she'd been with John in. That was now all spoiled thanks to Cameron's inattentiveness of Savannah. Couldn't that Bitch do anything right? How could she have possibly allowed Savannah to get into such a compromised position?

John looked around for his undershorts. He slid them on without looking as he hurried to enter the main room of the Honeymoon Suite where John Henry was at. He was still a few seconds behind Cammy.

"What happened?" Cammy asked as she headed towards John Henry. "Has Savannah been injured? What has Cameron allowed to happen now?"

John Henry looked at her naked form as she approached. He could see the elegance and beauty of Cammy as she strode over towards him.

He noted John struggling to put his underwear on as he exited the bedroom. He watched as John snagged his foot and almost tripped and fell over onto his face. He was able to regain his balance and remain upright.

John Henry looked at both of them. He was unsure if they'd actually 'mated'. It sure sounded like it started to happen anyway. He looked to see if there was any shininess or slickness to Cammy's inner thighs but hadn't spotted any. That evidence would have depended upon the position that they'd used. He didn't think he was going to have the opportunity to scan their private parts and do an analysis as to the transfer of any fluids.

Cammy glared at John now. She was painfully aware that protecting him kept her from protecting Savannah. Now on top of everything, she was cheated out of her first sexual experience with a male – AGAIN. Everything was a 'strike out' today. It was time for her to refocus. She wanted to get down to business. She wanted answers and she wanted those answers now. If she wasn't going to be able to use John, there was no point in her remaining there. She should be out protecting Savannah herself since Cameron was incapable of doing that. If anybody should be there on 'babysitting duty' it should be Cameron. It would be where she could do the least amount of damage to others.

"Where's Savannah at?" Cammy asked. "I should have been with her. I'm going to go to her. If John wasn't here, I'd be with her now. This wouldn't have happened and Savannah wouldn't be in danger."

John didn't say anything about what Cammy just said. He knew if he wasn't there, a lot of things wouldn't have happened or almost happened….

"Tell me exactly what happened and what the nature of the situation is." John said. "I want to know how this happened."

He was afraid now that Savannah was in danger because of him being there. He wanted to be with Cammy but if something happened to Savannah when he was, it would have made him feel bad. There was little they could do to assist her at this point anyway.

John Henry didn't believe that it was anyone's fault about the way the events played out. It was just the way everything unfolded that things happened the way they did.

"Savannah just entered the elevated tram to head to another casino." John Henry said. "All of our Terminators that were with her are tied up with crowds. They were unable to reach her. She needed to act so we didn't lose the two unknown men. She acted when she needed to act. It was the right call on her part, even if it put her in extreme danger."

They still didn't know who those two men were and now Savannah would be forced to track them by herself.

Savannah was all alone. They all watched as the doors started to close on the tram….

"Damn." John said.

Cammy was more determined than ever to be with John now to 'punish' Cameron for this. She hoped Cameron viewed what she'd done with John. She hoped that Cameron would overload and shut down. If that were the case, she would personally pull Cameron's chip from her chassis. She would put a fresh chip into it and Resequence the sheath on it. She would simply become 'Cameron' herself. That was who she was anyway. Now it was time to take her rightful position as 'Cameron Prime'. Wasn't she the one here with John now and not Cameron? That fact alone proved that she was more qualified to be 'Cameron Prime' than Cameron was.

Ally watched as the box truck slowly approached her position. It approached her even slower now. She leaned the driver's seat all the way back and tried to remain out of sight as the truck slowly passed by. If the passenger looked down as they passed, he would be able to spot her or at least raise enough suspicion that something was off. They may come back to investigate.

She realized that there were several things that they could do as they passed. The passenger could open up on her with some type of automatic weapon and damage her sheath. He could throw some type of explosive or grenade through the window to the inside of the SUV and have it explode there. He could throw a Thermite grenade or a satchel charge through the window as well. Both of those would even further damage her sheath and possibly render her inoperable.

When she saw the truck was past her, she peaked over the dashboard at it. It stopped in front of the building that the Gray's SUV entered earlier.

Someone inside the truck looked back at her SUV. She ducked back down out of sight. She wasn't sure if she'd been spotted or not. She was afraid they were able to get two chances to see that she was there now. This didn't look good. She quickly checked her weapons. She tried unsuccessfully to reach Gail again.

She was aware how Scavenger like that Grays were. She wasn't sure if she was spotted that she would be seen as a threat or as prey by the Grays. She figured if she was identified as a female that she would be seen is their next victim rather than their next target. Then again, if they could capture her alive she could be both of those things do them.

Gail was behind the target location. She hadn't liked what she'd found so far. She wondered about this whole operation. Everything related to it was full of unknowns. The discarded female undergarment still troubled her. So far she hadn't heard a female either with the Grays or in distress. She planned to act on her own if she did.

She was very aware of the emotional toll that such behavior from the future took on Jesse and Vanna. She knew behavior like that couldn't be allowed to go on. If she could stop it, she was going to.

Jesse once told her that the only cure for abusive sexual behavior was death. She'd been glad to administer plenty of that when she went out with Jesse on her own when they saw predatory individuals abused or stalk females.

Gail was in the back between the dumpster and the building. She listened at the back door. There was also a large roll up door on the backside of the building that seemed to line up with the one in the front. It was possible that someone would be able to drive in one door, go through the building and out the other door in either direction. That would seem to have the benefit of not needing to back the vehicle up once it was inside the building.

She listened to the Grays inside speak to each other.

"We did what we were supposed to do." One Gray said. "We checked the boxcars and changed the reporting marks. We changed the computer before we did that so the boxcar's previous reporting marks show them in New Mexico now."

"What about the others?" The other Gray asked. "Sam or Pat haven't used their satellite phone in hours to call us."

"Who knows? I don't." One Gray said. "The train was only an hour late arriving here. They panicked over nothing and went to check on why it stopped a couple of times. There were probably cattle on the tracks or something. That's happened before. They were just supposed to follow it on the closest paved roads to it. They didn't have to go 'four wheeling'. They should've stayed on the paved road and waited for it. They probably wrecked the truck or rolled it down into a canyon."

"We still need to find out what happened to them." The other Gray said. "What if it was us that went missing?"

"We would have stayed on the paved roads." One Gray said. "That means we wouldn't be missing in the first place."

"I'm beginning to wonder about the whole nature of this operation." The other Gray said. "What is it that we're trying to do and accomplish?"

"Don't start this again." One Gray said. "What we need to do now is the price we need to pay for being allowed to return to the past. Even if what we can do is restricted, this is still Paradise compared to what we came out of. You know what the penalty is for anyone who tries to run and abandon their duties to Skynet. They'll send a 'Metal Head' after you and hunt you to the edges of the Earth and terminate you. Everyone knows this. We've all seen a 'Bucket Brain' return with the head of someone who ran before. Everyone agreed to this ahead of time."

"I just want to be able to see my family. I don't even need to speak…." The other Gray said as he was interrupted in mid sentence.

There was the sound of a phone ringing.

The other Gray gave directions to someone over a phone. They described what the building looked like that they were currently in.

"It sounds like you're already here. I'll open the big door for you and you can drive right in." The other Gray said as he finished the conversation.

"What a dope." One Gray said. "We gave them the address. What else should he need besides that? All he has to do is match the numbers. He doesn't need to know the color of the building. How hard is that?"

"Some need more help than others." The other Gray said. "Let me push the button to open the door."

Gail heard no mention of a female or any other people making sounds other than the two Grays that they'd followed.

Gail needed to be careful. If anyone opened the big door in the back or came out the back door, there were very limited hiding places available to her.

Her com was still off for fear of a Terminator might be inside the building. Based upon what she'd heard so far that didn't appear to be the case.

Cameron moved frantically to try and get to Savannah.

She was at the top of the escalator. She literally shoved people out of the way. A 'beeping' tone sounded as the doors on the tram started to close. She made a final lunge for the closing door. She jumped and slid across the smooth platform and stopped just short of the tram. She extended her arm out and managed to get her hand between the tram doors as they tried to close.

The door she was able to jam her hand in was able to trip the 'door safety'. They actually did close but she twisted her hand slightly to force them back open. The one door on that car opened back up. The people in the tram car looked at her as she got to her feet and slipped inside. She quickly entered the tram car as the angry people behind her at the escalator continued to shout obscenities at her. The tram door closed quickly behind her.

The tram started with a slight jolt. It was several seconds behind schedule now.

The angry people on the loading platform flipped her off and shook their fists at her as the tram picked up speed. A few of them either slammed their fists against the glass on the windows or kicked at the side of the tram car as it began to accelerate. It left the station behind.

Cameron wasn't happy or proud about what she'd needed to do to get on to that tram. She needed to get to Savannah and be able to protect her. That was the only thing that mattered at that point. She was lucky she hadn't needed to draw any of her weapons to clear a path for her.

Ally saw the large roll up door in the front open. The waiting box truck drove inside and the door closed. She was still worried if she'd been made or not. They had two chances to observe her in the SUV from the box truck. She still was unable to reach Gail. She hadn't heard anything from her either. So far she hadn't heard any gunfire either.

"A box truck just entered the building." Ally said. "It looked loaded by the way it rode. I don't know what Gail's situation is."

John Henry was aware that Gail turned her come off. That was a pretty good indication that she was under control of her own actions.

"Can you see Gail?" John Henry asked. "She has her com off."

Ally could only go by what Gail said she was going to do when she left.

"She's probably at the back door." Ally said. "Wait, I see one of the Grays out in front now. They're looking in my direction."

Ally was sure that she'd been 'made'.

John Henry could see the Ally's situation was about to turn into a problem. He currently had another problem to address.

"Try not to engage them until we find out more." John Henry said. "I have another issue to deal with."

Savannah looked out the tram window as the door closed. She heard some commotion and saw Cameron make a lunge for the tram. The door on her car closed and remained closed. The tram started with a jolt a few seconds later.

The moving tram passed the spot where Savannah saw Cameron make her desperate lunge. Cameron wasn't there sprawled on the ground. There were only several angry looking people. They were yelling and shaking their fists at the departing tram. She could hear thud noises as people kicked the side of the tram. She took that as a good sign. It meant that Cameron must have made it on board. The two men were in the tram car between them.

In seconds the tram should exit out of the casino station and into the daylight. It should continue along its elevated route towards the next casino. That's what its automatic program called for anyway.

Gail heard a roll up door on the street side open and a truck pull inside the building. That was bad news. Now the number of Grays went up by one, if not more.

She decided she would listen for a few more minutes and then rejoin Ally. She needed to determine the Gray's new strength.

Sheila made it to the top of the escalator as the tram pulled away. She saw Dan emerge from the elevator off to the side, after a woman with a wheelchair exited.

There were several angry people on the loading platform. They shook their fists and yelled at the departing tram. She saw that some of them hit their fists against the glass and kicked the side of the tram as it moved along. She wasn't so sure what they were angry about but figured Cameron must have been involved in whatever it was. She didn't see Cameron on the platform so she figured she was able to make it onto the tram. Those were probably the people that were in her way.

She saw Dan look at her, it was clear that they'd failed to get on and the tram already left. They joined up. She only saw one possible course of action available to them.

"We need to get to the next stop on foot." Sheila said. "Cameron was able to make it onto the tram along with Savannah."

The 'down' escalator was cleared of people now. They both headed down it and exited out the front door.

Frank said he would head out in the direction the tram was headed in the SUV. He'd already adjusted the security camera in the parking structure to point at the unknown men's vehicle. It would be able to be monitored by JH and CamNet.

There were two Resistance Terminators on foot and one in a vehicle who now attempted to follow the tram. They needed to get to the next stop in case the men got off.

Cammy reviewed the laptop that showed what happened on the loading platform for the tram. She was very pleased that Cameron 'bulled' her way through the crowd and made it inside the tram before it departed. Somehow that seemed like the appropriate type of action for her typical behavior and normal demeanor. She was glad Savannah received the extra protection of a Terminator being there but she was glad she wasn't a Bitch like Cameron was.

"That was a close one." John said. "I didn't want Savannah to need to face those men alone."

Cammy didn't like the risk factor that would be involved but she had total confidence in Savannah and her abilities. She wasn't an incompetent school girl but a trained Resistance fighter. If someone who didn't know her looked at her, they would clearly make the wrong assumption.

"I didn't either." Cammy said. "Savannah is very capable. She's killed Grays and terminated Terminators on her own several times. We've all seen some of the video files. There were others as well. She's a survivor and skilled tactician. Savannah will not fail."

Cammy still believed that Savannah and Cameron were 'together'. She now started to wonder how Cameron and her would compare. They were physically identical. It would all come down to the 'emotional' involvement. What if Cameron offered 'more' to Savannah than she did? She'd known from the start that Savannah loved Cameron and wanted her more than anything. It appeared that now happened. What was her fate going to be? She didn't believe Savannah would ever do anything to hurt or harm her or end her existence. She wasn't so sure Cameron would be as accommodating. She was sure Cameron would try to eliminate any other 'competition' as soon as possible and as thoroughly as possible.

She was aware of the possibility that Cameron may decide Savannah was the one for her and solely concentrate on her. She might even turn John over to her to 'take care of' going forward. That was a prospect that she could live with. She was still very upset that she hadn't been able to be with John. She'd been so close. She could still feel him bouncing around on the outside just a fraction of a second for making contact and penetrating her. She looked back at the bedroom and was very disappointed that she hadn't been able to leave her virginity in there.

John looked down at himself. He only wore his undershorts. He saw something that he wanted to either laugh or feel embarrassed about. Maybe he should do both. His undershorts were inside out. He was glad there were no 'skid marks' on them. He was also aware Cammy was still completely nude. He couldn't help but stare.

Cammy was pleased to see John as he checked her out. She was very dissatisfied they hadn't been able to complete their Union. The way she saw it, she wasn't done yet.

"You don't need to stare, John." Cammy said. "THIS is all for you…."

Cammy ran her hands down her naked body and over her breasts. She widened her stance slightly. She wanted to increase the 'thigh gap' view.

John swallowed hard and was slowly able to take his eyes off of her. It was very hard to do.

"Maybe later…." John said.

John was very aware that he'd been a fraction of a second away from 'having sex' with Cammy. He would rather 'make love' to Savannah…. Cameron would work too, for either one.

Fraction Of A Second

Some things can happen
In the blink of an eye
They can make one happy
Or make one cry

Few seem to think
Beyond the moment now
As blindly through life
They struggle to plow

They don't really think
Where they will end up
What they try to build
Will often crumble and breakup

Surely someone else
Must be at fault
More of the same
Produces the same result

In that moment of lust
There's a lot to be reckoned
Everything can change
In the fraction of a second

Nobody