Chapter 1027
Pocket Knife
The waves crashed upon themselves and the surf foamed. The moon provided the illumination along with the stars. The ocean breeze was cool and refreshing.
Cameron and John were together on the space blanket that covered the sand underneath it.
John was on top of Cameron. He felt Cameron's grip on him tighten slightly. He wrapped things up.
Cameron held John tightly. She was very pleased by John's performance.
"There's only nine hundred and eighty seven to go." Cameron whispered in John's ear.
John and Cameron kissed as she released her legs from around John's back. They both stood.
Cameron silently checked around them, everything was clear.
John looked around nervously. He felt a little exposed without his clothes on.
"Maybe we should get dressed." John said. "Before anyone sees us."
Cameron looked down at herself as she reached down to put her top on. She remembered another crude joke that she heard in the hallway at school.
"If anyone sees us, we can tell them we were making sandwiches." Cameron said.
John slipped his pants on after his underwear. He mulled Cameron's statement over in his mind several times. It didn't make any sense to him. What did sandwiches have to do when the sex on the beach?
"Why would it be sandwiches?" John asked.
He was somewhat confused.
Cameron was pleased that she was going to be able to surprise him again.
"I can always tell them that it's 'Mayonnaise' running down my leg." Cameron said.
John looked down at Cameron's leg. He let out a nervous laugh.
"I'm sorry, I sort of slipped out at the end there." John said.
Cameron decided she would have to help control John a little more in the future.
"That happens." Cameron said. "I feel I'm much the same as a 'Muscle Car'. I think it is safe to say I've been 'stroked and bored'.
John laughed again. He couldn't help but think about the 'ham' reference earlier. Maybe he needed to take it easy when he was busy down there.
"You're full of them today." John said.
Cameron would have to agree with that statement with everything that happened in the last few days.
"I'm full of them in more ways than one." Cameron said playfully.
John laughed some more. He knew exactly what she meant. He'd been everywhere that he could be the last few days. Cameron usually didn't joke much.
Cameron held her bikini bottoms in her hand and folded up the space blanket. She returned it to John's rear pocket. It didn't fit very compactly anymore. Once it was opened, it never seemed to go back to its original small size.
John was dressed now. Cameron checked his M9 and Taser when she put the space blanket away. He wasn't sure why Cameron hadn't put the rest of her bikini on.
"Are you going to walk around holding your bottoms?" John asked.
Cameron didn't have a problem doing that. That would really keep everyone's eyes off of John. She knew exactly where they would all be focused. That included every male and every female as well. They would all want to see what she looked like. There was a reason why she hadn't put them on yet.
"I need to rinse off in the waves a little." Cameron said.
John didn't know what to tell her.
"The water is cold." John said.
Cameron tilted her head slightly. That gave her a new idea.
"In that case…." Cameron said. "Here…."
She took off her top again.
John quickly looked around the area. He wondered if she was going to walk around completely naked. He hoped not.
"What are you doing?" John asked.
Cameron was aware how the cold water would affect her sheath. It would create a temporary response that would be very noticeable.
"Well, if the water is cold, I'll treat you to a set of firm nipples before I put everything back on." Cameron said.
John wondered if she was joking but he was standing there now holding both halves of Cameron's bikini as she ran into the surf.
John thought how beautiful Cameron looked running naked in the moonlight through the surf. He wished every night could be like this. They didn't have a care in the world right now. That was other than getting arrested for indecent exposure and lewd acts in public. More than likely he would need to be a 'registered sex offender' after that if they were apprehended. That seemed like the least of his worries.
Cameron ran back up to John.
He could see the 'headlights' were on.
Cameron looked down the front of her sheath when she arrived in front of John.
"You can touch them." Cameron said.
John did. He noticed her sheath material was much cooler now than it was thirty seconds ago.
"You better put these back on." John said as he handed her the bikini.
Cameron reached in back of John and touched the folded 'space blanket'. She was ready for a little more.
"We could do something else again…." Cameron said.
John needed some time to recharge. He didn't think that was going to be able to happen anytime soon.
"I don't think I can be ready again this quickly." John said.
Cameron remembered she wasn't supposed to try to push him so much. She just couldn't help herself. She wanted to do it again. She knew she needed to show some restraint. She slipped her bottoms on and then the top.
John looked Cameron over. She was semi decent. That bikini was really skimpy. He felt a little hungry at this point. He'd burnt a lot of calories making love to Cameron over the last few hours. He'd lost track of the time.
"How soon is it until our reservation?" John asked.
Cameron wasn't sure if they'd let her into the establishment dressed as she currently was. She wanted to make herself look presentable alongside of John. He was dressed very nicely. All he needed were his shoes. She needed everything.
"There's enough time for me to put my dress back on." Cameron said. "I want to look nice for you."
John thought she looked pretty nice right now. She even looked nicer a few minutes ago without her bikini. He decided not to say that out loud.
Cameron reached down and took John's hand again. They walked back along the surf line towards the restaurant.
John was really thrilled about Cameron the last few days. She seemed so 'different'. She was more like Allison.
Wait.
He was afraid if he asked that it would spoil things. He decided he wanted to know.
"Have you changed your programming recently?" John asked.
He wondered if she might have. She may have borrowed programming from Ally or the 'Future Allison programming' that was available. He thought it would really be hot if she did the 'Neural Interface' with Young Allison and that was the 'Young Allison programming' in her that wanted to make love to him one thousand times. He really looked forward to the day that he could 'pop' Young Allison. He hoped that Cameron didn't make her have any children before that. He knew that there would be nothing left to 'pop' if that was the case. He still hoped to be her 'first'.
Cameron was surprised by John's question. She wondered why he'd asked that. She looked a little uneasy now. Savannah told her sometimes she made mistakes and didn't know that she made them. Maybe they weren't really mistakes but she may not have done something that she was expected to do a certain way.
"No." Cameron said. "Did I do something wrong?"
John was afraid he was about to blow it, again. He didn't want to make her worry or glitch out. That would wreck everything.
"NO - NO." John said. "I really like how things have been the last couple of days. I just wondered if you tried anything new. I really appreciate how well you've treated me."
Cameron managed a faint smile. She really didn't know what to say.
"I feel it too." Cameron said. "It's because we love each other so much."
John leaned over and kissed her.
"I agree with that totally." John said. "Our love is like no other."
Cameron thought there was a certain truth to that. There were no other male and female Terminator relationships in the Resistance.
They neared the beachfront restaurant.
They could hear people talking and laughing, music played on the outdoor patio. None of the people there seemed to have a care or worry in the world.
"That's what 'real people' do." John said. "Listen to them."
Cameron thought that was because none of them knew about Judgment Day. Many of them wouldn't survive. She didn't want to be the one to tell them that they were all going to burn and all that would be left were bleached skulls.
"They don't know what's coming." Cameron said.
John hoped they could prevent it. He wanted to think that they'd been lucky so far but he knew it wasn't luck. It was hard work by the Resistance. Most of it was hard work by Cameron. Cameron seemed to be what stood between Judgment Day and Skynet.
"Is it coming?" John asked. "I want to prevent that. I think that we can."
Cameron worried they could only delay it. She didn't want to give John false hope.
"It's inevitable." Cameron said. "I'm doing what I can."
John felt a little more optimistic.
"We're trying to stop it. YOU are stopping it." John said.
Cameron knew it was because everyone helped.
"It's a team effort." Cameron said. "Nobody stands alone against Skynet."
They moved along the rocks near the parking lot now and soon arrived back at the SUV. There were still no other cars parked immediately around them. She felt that it lowered the threat level somewhat.
Cameron checked the area first for any threats, there were none apparent.
She opened the door and took out her black dress and slipped it on. She asked John to hold the front up for her as she slipped her bikini top off.
John took a good look at her exposed breasts. There was no way he couldn't do that. Anytime he saw them he needed to look. He thought they were beautiful. He did resist the urge to touch them again. That was very hard to do. Anytime he saw them he wanted to fondle them. The effect of the cold water had worn off.
"I see everything's back to normal." John said. "I guess no 'pokies' for dinner."
Cameron figured she could always slip a piece of ice out of the water that they would normally bring to the table and apply that to the area John referred to. She could turn the 'headlights' back on for him.
"It happens." Cameron said.
Cameron reached up and slid her bikini bottoms off and adjusted her dress after putting her high heels on.
John liked the way Cameron wiggled a little back and forth as she slid the bikini bottoms off. She did everything very quickly.
"That took you like fifteen seconds to do everything and you look stunning." John said.
Cameron faced John and smoothed her dress over her nude form underneath.
"Some girls have it and some don't." Cameron said.
John watched her and thought maybe he would be ready sooner than he thought. Her dress fit so nicely on her. It was trim and snug. It almost looked like it was painted on her.
"YOU definitely have it." John said.
Cameron smiled at John and started toward the restaurant.
John hurried forward and took her arm.
"You're a real Gentleman." Cameron said.
John didn't feel like one. He knew there were a lot of 'non gentleman' type things that he'd done and there were a way lot more 'non gentleman' type thoughts that crossed his mind often.
"I wish I was." John said. "Most of the time I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders."
John's statement made Cameron wonder about the current operations. She tried to stay away from them and not look. Now she wondered if she was needed somewhere else. She needed to refocus. She was here with John now. There were others who could step up for her. She'd made sure of that.
"I know what you mean, John." Cameron said. "I really do."
They passed through the patio on the way to the reservation desk.
"Do you have reservations?" The receptionist asked. "May I have your name, please?"
Cameron quickly glanced at John.
"The last name is O'body." Cameron said.
The receptionist's finger moved down the page on the clipboard in front of her.
"I see it - N. O'body." The waitress said. "Follow me."
John noticed the name but didn't say anything to Cameron about it. It was clear her past was always with her. There was no need to remind her of it or make her think about it.
They passed through the aisle to a corner table by a window. The window was open a little bit. They could hear the ocean pounding in the background and felt the gentle ocean breeze.
"Here you go." The waitress said.
She handed them some menus and asked what they wanted to drink.
"Water is fine." John said.
Cameron remembered her earlier thought.
"I'll have some ice in my water please." Cameron said.
John looked at Cameron for a second. He thought that was different.
The waitress left.
John looked at the menu.
"What are you going to order?" Cameron asked.
John wanted some seafood. He didn't know which one yet. There was quite a selection to choose from. Everything was labeled as 'fresh' as well. That's what he wanted. That actually made the choice even harder. He was finally able to narrow it down slightly.
"I want a swordfish steak or a lobster." John said. "I can't decide. "I haven't had either one for a long time and they're both really good when they're cooked properly."
Cameron wanted John to be happy and have a choice. She felt that she'd offered him plenty of choice in his bed. He never partook in any of it, at least that she was aware of. She thought that she would give him a little reminder that there were other things available other than just the same old 'meat and potatoes' everyday, day in and day out, over and over and over.
"You can get both." Cameron said. "It's nice to have variety. It can spice things up…."
The way she said it, John knew she was talking about the other girls. It made him think of the chassis swap idea again. Now Sheila was on his mind. He hoped if Cameron did do the chassis swap that she would use Sheila's chassis first. Everything about it intrigued him.
John didn't want to go there, at least not tonight.
"I guess it would." John said.
Cameron could see John was a little uneasy. She decided to offer up a solution to him.
"You order one and I'll order the other one." Cameron said. "We can share."
John liked that idea. He wouldn't look like such a pig if they did that.
"That sounds like a workable plan." John said.
Cameron hoped he was ready. Their order was about to be taken.
"Here comes the waitress." Cameron said.
Young Allison got the challenge set up with the two now humbled teenagers.
They'd both developed some manners but were greedy for the hundred dollar bill that Young Allison flashed. The fact that the females were much stronger than them and proved it, helped with their demeanor.
Ally and Anna both looked like they wanted to kill them. The reason why they looked like that was because that's exactly what they wanted to do. Had they been in a different location, that event most likely would have occurred already.
The teenagers discussed which one of them was going to play Young Allison.
The first teenager was decided as the challenger.
Anna-Ally held the hundred dollar bill. She knew they wouldn't try to take it away from her.
Everyone was ready for game time.
Young Allison wanted the teenagers to have some 'skin' in the game. The bet needed to have something to lose as well as win. It made her wonder exactly what the bet was between Ally and Anna earlier. They both would have had to bet something that the other one was willing to gamble for. So far they only knew what one side of the bet was. She wanted to know what the other group was willing to lose.
"What's in it for me?" Young Allison asked. "What do you have to put up to prove you're better than a 'kid'?"
Savannah thought about a baby goat when Young Allison mentioned the term 'kid'.
The two teenagers looked at each other. They hadn't thought about this. They were greedy for the hundred dollar bill. It looked like easy money to them.
"We don't have much." The second teenager said.
Ally-Anna didn't care for that answer. She would see what they carried and make the determination herself.
"Empty your pockets." Ally-Anna said.
The two teenagers looked at each other but didn't do anything.
The Metal girls took that as a challenge. They weren't in an amicable mood.
Ally-Anna and Anna-Ally moved forward towards them. It was a clear threat.
"NOW…." Anna-Ally said.
Ally-Anna and Anna-Ally both continued to approach the teenagers that they'd overpowered earlier.
The two teenagers were clearly intimidated.
"Take it easy, man." The first teenager said.
They quickly emptied their pockets. They pulled them out to show that they were empty and that they didn't have much. They were pretty sure that the 'Amazon strong' girls would search them if they didn't. They certainly didn't want them coming in contact with any of their private parts. It was clear that the girls would be able to damage them if they wanted to.
They only carried a few dollars between them. One of them carried a small pocket knife. There was a decoration and inscription on the sides of it.
Young Allison saw what she wanted right away.
"I want the pocket knife." Young Allison said.
The second teenager went to reach for it.
Ally-Anna quickly reached over and picked it up before he could touch it.
The second teenager was clearly upset by her fast move.
"Hey, that was from my dad." The second teenager said.
Ally-Anna moved in front of him and took one step. She would knock him to the floor if she needed to.
The teenager showed fear.
Savannah wanted to diffuse the situation. This was supposed to be a contest at this point, not a shake down. She thought she could make it sound good if nothing else.
"Relax, we aren't going to steal it." Savannah said. "The bet is the knife against the hundred dollar bill. That seems like a fair deal. She's just a kid. You said it yourself. What do you have to lose?"
Young Allison smiled at them.
Anna-Ally stood alongside of her.
The two teenagers eyed the hundred dollar bill.
"It's a deal." The first teenager said.
Savannah placed the pocket knife on top of the hundred dollar bill.
It was time to start the game.
"Who goes first?" The second teenager asked.
Savannah wanted to give Young Allison the advantage.
"It's ladies first." Savannah said. "That's the traditional norm."
Ally-Anna and Anna-Ally looked more menacing.
Young Allison smiled at Savannah. She then looked sternly at the two teenagers.
"They can go first." Young Allison said. "I like to be fair."
Savannah hoped Young Allison wasn't overconfident. She knew that Young Allison wanted to strike first.
The game started and Young Allison blocked all the shots from the teenager. She scored all her shots within ten hits to win the game.
Young Allison boldly faced the two teenagers.
"I guess I do know how to play the game." Young Allison said. "That's not bad for a kid is it?"
Savannah handed Young Allison back her hundred dollar bill and the pocket knife.
Young Allison could see the other teenager looked a little upset. No, she thought he looked more sad than upset. She was ready for another challenge.
"What about you?" Young Allison asked the second teenager. "You can play for your knife back."
Young Allison handed the pocket knife back to Savannah.
"If you win, you get your pocket knife back." Young Allison said. "If I win, I get to keep it."
The second teenager wanted the pocket knife back.
"Look, I'm really sorry about the way we acted earlier and the things we said." The second teenager said. "I want to apologize again for that. I have a younger sister. I wouldn't want anybody to say those things to her like that. I know it would make her feel bad."
Young Allison could see the sobering effect of the actions the girls and her had that they'd already administered to the two teenagers.
"Apology accepted." Young Allison said. "We still have a match to play. I want everything to be fair and everyone to have an equal chance to win."
Young Allison let the second teenager go first again and defeated them in the same decisive manner as the first one. Neither teenager was able to score a goal against her.
The two teenagers looked at each other. They'd been soundly defeated. What made it even worse was the girl who defeated them, didn't even look like she needed to try very hard. They didn't have a clue as to the level of her training and what all she was actually capable of. They could never imagine by looking at her that she was trained to kill.
"You're the best I've ever seen." The second teenager said.
Young Allison was pleased by the comment. It appeared to be genuine and sincere.
"Thank you." Young Allison said.
Savannah handed the second teenager the pocket knife. His eyes lit up momentarily.
"I want you to hand it to her yourself." Savannah said. "Show her you mean it."
The second teenager looked at it and then took it from Savannah and held it for a few seconds.
The Metal girls didn't like the time lag.
"A deal is a deal." Ally-Anna said as she moved closer.
The second teenager gave the knife a small kiss and handed it to Young Allison.
"Congratulations." The second teenager said.
The first teenager looked a little shocked. He felt a little responsible for everything that happened. He was the one who'd started the altercation and rudeness. He felt he needed to say something.
"That was from your dad." The first teenager said.
The second teenager was remorseful but understood the bet.
"Look, we were mouthy, rude and disrespectful." The second teenager said. "We made a bet and lost twice."
Anna-Ally looked at the first teenager. She wanted a little more out of him. She was used to dealing with street punks and wouldn't mind slapping him around a little bit. She may look like a young teenager to him but she clearly radiated business.
"We blew it. We're sorry for the trouble." The first teenager said.
The second teenager glanced at the first teenager. He turned his attention back to Young Allison.
"Congratulations." The second teenager said again. "You earned it. That really was the best I've ever seen anyone play at this game."
Young Allison was victorious but she didn't feel that way.
"Thank You." Young Allison said again.
Young Allison looked at the pocket knife. She wanted to see what it said on it.
The two teenagers turned to leave.
"Wait." Young Allison said.
The two teenagers turned to face her.
Young Allison walked up to the second teenager and handed the knife back.
"I think you learned enough here today." Young Allison said. "Don't gamble that again in the future and always show respect to others. I don't want any hard feelings or regrets. I told you we weren't looking for trouble and I don't want to cause any either."
The second teenager looked at Young Allison and smiled.
"Thanks." The second teenager said. "Thank YOU."
They both left after another round of apologies and thanks.
Savannah went over to Young Allison and gave her a hug.
"That was the right thing to do." Savannah said. "I saw the inscription."
Young Allison was pleased with the way things ended. She didn't like how they were at the beginning. She thought that she showed restraint and kept the Metal girls on a leash. Maybe it was Savannah that did that. She wasn't looking for a fight. If she would have been, everything would have played out differently.
"I would've given it back anyway." Young Allison said. "I think we prevented at least one of them from becoming a future Scavenger."
Ally-Anna and Anna-Ally both tilted their heads slightly. They hadn't thought about that and were surprised at how events unfolded. They hadn't expected Young Allison to be magnanimous. They expected her to be victorious and maybe even take a victory lap. It was all the opposite of that. None of it was about her. What Young Allison did is what they would have expected from Savannah. They could see that the two girls were very harmonious. It made sense if they thought about it. They were the 'Chosen Ones'.
Savannah wanted to put everything in the rear view mirror.
"Let's get some food." Savannah said. "I think we're done here for now."
Anna-Ally watched Young Allison play the game against the two teenagers and wondered about something. She wanted to know the truth.
"Were you holding back on me?" Anna-Ally asked.
Young Allison smiled and touched Anna-Ally's cheek.
"Maybe…." Young Allison said. "It was a tie for us. Maybe we should leave it at that. No one needs to win or lose that way. Everyone can leave happy. Weren't you happy with the results? What more does anyone want?"
Anna-Ally knew that Young Allison was a real firecracker and much more than any of them thought that weren't around her all the time. She doubted anyone knew the actual depth of either of the girls. She thought about some of the items that she'd spotted in the bunker. She wanted to ask about them.
"Have you been training with edged weapons?" Anna-Ally asked.
Young Allison quickly glanced at Savannah. She didn't want to reveal too much.
"Maybe…." Young Allison said.
Savannah was very proud of how Young Allison handled the situation. She'd looked at the inscription on the pocket knife, it said '82nd Airborne'. She wondered if something happened to the boy's father. She was glad she didn't ask.
It all made Savannah love Young Allison even more.
Wait, what was that question about edged weapons?
Nobody Knows We're Here
If YOU want to really know ME
The thoughts in MY mind that I think
Maybe they are warped and twisted
No curved lines without a kink
Read MY words as spoken
Then MY voice you'll hear
Maybe words to dread and fear
Maybe words to cherish and endear
I speak to YOU from this forum
Allowing YOU to know YOUR mate
Many things brought and hold us together
Is it a nightmare or simply fate
I'm reaching out to YOU
In the only way I know how
Listen to what I have to say
MY mind to YOURS I endow
Do you really think anybody sees
Do you think anybody cares to hear
Look at the darkness around us
Nobody knows we're here
Nobody