Chapter 1080

All The Way

The girls wanted to do the preflight inspection and 'walk around' of the Mitchell.

Cameron worked in a different area of the hanger as girls checked the B-25. She made sure the TF-51, the dual control P-51, was ready to fly.

Savannah and Young Allison were done doing the external inspection of the B-25 Mitchell.

They were about to climb inside for the next set of checks before start up.

Cameron looked at the girls.

"How far do you want to go?" Cameron asked.

Young Allison saw an opportunity to make a statement and a point.

"All the way…." Young Allison said as she looked at Savannah.

Savannah kept a straight face.

Anna felt she needed to clear things up for Young Allison.

"Cameron is asking how far you want your flight to be or how long do you want it to last." Anna said.

Savannah was aware of what Young Allison did.

"She knows what Cameron meant." Savannah said. "She's trying to be funny. She's not pulling it off very well."

Young Allison felt she'd made her point.

'I'll pull something off.' Young Allison thought. 'It will be my clothes.'

Young Allison wanted the flight to be as long as possible. That increased her chances of getting more time in the copilot's seat. They could fly a thousand miles easily with the fuel on board.

"I'd like a long flight." Young Allison said. "Maybe we can go up the coast or to Las Vegas."

Savannah was glad she hadn't consumed too much liquid at breakfast. She wanted to make sure Young Allison wasn't uncomfortable later on in the flight.

"Make sure you use the restroom before we take off, Allison." Savannah said.

There were several of Cameron's Terminators working in the background. One came forward to assist with moving the B-25 out of the hanger and onto the ramp.

Savannah wanted to personally introduce one of them to Young Allison.

"Hi, Brian." Savannah said. "This is Allison."

They exchanged pleasantries.

Brian's face brightened up when he spotted Savannah and Young Allison. They both touched him which seemed to please him even more.

Savannah and Young Allison always made it a point to have physical contact with every Terminator. It seemed to have the biggest effect on Cameron's Terminators. They were normally very isolated and had little contact with humans. If they did, it was most likely for termination.

The girls headed for the bathroom.

Savannah previously encountered dusty restrooms when only Terminators were involved.

"Make sure the seat is clean." Savannah said. "Nobody ever uses any of the toilets where there are only Terminators. It may be dusty."

Young Allison was a little apprehensive about what she would find.

"I hope there's toilet paper." Young Allison said.

Savannah offered an alternative.

"There's a sink if there isn't." Savannah said. "It has a towel dispenser."

That sounded a little abrasive to Young Allison. She thought things were pretty delicate down there. She figured that she'd toughened them up over the last couple years as she polished her pearl with greater frequency.

"Paper towels will be a little rough on the 'privates'." Young Allison said.

Savannah faced some challenges in the future, both of them. She was aware for the most part that she was well taken care of by Mrs. Weaver and Future John. She knew that things were a lot worse for the majority of people in both of those futures.

"It beats having to use a broad leaf or clump of grass." Savannah said.

Young Allison knew Savannah faced hardships in both of the futures she went into. She would have liked to have gone with her. She knew that she would be able to adapt since everyone else there needed to do that as well.

Everything was clean and stocked properly. The girls finished up and headed back out.

The B-25 was already out on the ramp.

"That was fast." Young Allison said.

Savannah figured one of the Terminators moved it out by hand.

"I bet one of them pulled it out with the tow bar." Savannah said. "They need to be careful who's watching."

Cammy stood near the port engine with a fire extinguisher. Anna stood near the starboard engine.

Savannah and Young Allison entered through the hatch in front of the bomb bay. Cameron followed them up a few seconds later.

Savannah climbed into the pilot's seat.

Young Allison wanted more flight time.

"Can I be the copilot on take off?" Young Allison asked.

Savannah would feel better waiting for the second take off. She didn't want any problems, especially with Young Allison on board.

"On the next leg." Savannah said. "I want Cameron to be in the right hand seat for this take off."

Cameron remained in back of Young Allison until Savannah made her decision. She moved into the copilot's seat at that time.

Young Allison was behind Savannah and Cameron as they went over the preflight checklist.

Savannah was sure she checked everything.

"Did I miss anything?" Savannah asked Young Allison.

Young Allison was aware of everything that needed to be checked. Savannah was flawless.

"Nope." Young Allison said.

Savannah informed Cammy and Anna she was about to clear the cylinders in the first engine before start up. She wanted to make sure everyone was clear of the prop and attentive.

Gail and Derek arrived at Van Nuys Airport and went inside the secure area.

Derek realized what was about to happen.

"Surprise." Gail said with a big smile.

Derek was thrilled to see the B-25 sitting on the ramp. It looked like they were about to start the engines.

Gail called out to Cammy.

Cammy saw Derek and Gail coming and told Savannah to hold up for a minute.

Derek thought this was going to be a special day after all. He wanted to make sure before he got too excited about what may happen. He hoped he was going to get a plane ride. The B-25 Mitchell was one of his favorites. Cameron had taken him before for his birthday once. He looked at Gail.

"Is this our assignment?" Derek asked.

He was almost afraid to ask in case it wasn't.

Gail could see how pleased Derek was.

"It is." Gail said. "Cameron wanted to surprise you."

Derek liked this surprise.

"She did." Derek said. "She's the greatest."

Derek saw Cammy wave for them to come forward.

He looked up in the pilot's seat and there was a redheaded beauty sitting there with a set of headphones on and a pair of sunglasses. It was Savannah.

Savannah looked down at him and smiled.

"You and Gail take the starboard engine on startup." Cammy said.

Derek followed Gail to the outside of the starboard engine and she took the fire extinguisher from Anna.

Anna took off and entered the plane from the rear hatchway.

Derek was thrilled to be part of the process. He'd wanted to do this again ever since Cameron took him the first time.

"I saw them do this on my flight before." Derek said.

Gail knew the chances of a fire were almost zero but it never hurt to take the precaution, especially since Savannah was aboard. She wanted to give him some positive encouragement.

"It's only a precaution." Gail said. "The Resistance machines are in better condition than the day they were built."

Derek didn't doubt that for a second.

Young Allison squeezed her head out the window as she leaned forward next to Cameron.

"Hi, Derek." Young Allison called down to him.

Derek wasn't surprised to see Young Allison there.

"Hi, Allison." Derek said.

Young Allison backed up and Cameron called down that they were about to clear the cylinders and start the engines.

Derek was excited as the big radial turned over through several revolutions.

Gail knew that was the standard procedure for starting a big radial engine.

"Here it comes." Gail said.

There was a massive gray cloud that poured out of the exhaust pipes as the big R2600 thundered to life.

The second engine went through the same procedure.

The plane ran smoothly as it warmed up. It still sounded like a track full of uncorked muscle cars.

It was time for them to board. Gail didn't want any bad surprises for Derek.

"Watch the prop wash." Gail said. "Follow me."

Gail sent Derek up the front hatch and headed for the rear hatch that Anna entered. Cammy soon joined them in the rear fuselage.

Jesse didn't really care to see a doctor, even if it wasn't for her. Those in the medical profession were few and far between in the future. She'd been forcibly separated from the rest of her family when they were all sick. They'd taken her away from them and she never saw them again. It was very traumatic for her. She didn't want to think about that right now.

She looked at Riley and could tell she was worried stiff. She could understand that. Her body had already proven to be unable to produce offspring. She still thought Riley was the lucky one. It was evident she had a few complications but it was no big deal in reality. Cameron made it so that Vanna and her could help Riley and Precious.

Jesse didn't know what her future held. Young Jesse already told her that she would act and help her have a child. She was sure if she asked her mother to act in the same fashion that Claire had for Allison she would. She turned her attention back to Riley.

"There's nothing to worry about, love." Jesse said.

Jesse reached her hand up to touch Riley's face.

Riley brought her hand up and pressed Jesse's hand against her face.

It was an unspoken way to think about the past times that they'd shared together.

Riley felt she was about to receive bad news. It worried her greatly.

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with me." Riley said.

Riley knew there were all different sorts of things that cause people to be sick and die from in the current timeline. She didn't take into account that she'd survived all of the biological and chemical toxins Skynet released into the atmosphere and environment in her future. All of the sick people with pre-existing conditions were the ones who died at that time. Only the healthy survived. Skynet never realized that it eliminated all the weak humans and allowed only the strongest humans to survive. With the limited resources it was easier for the strongest humans to survive than it would have been otherwise.

Samantha just finished scanning Riley. Nothing was different. She hadn't seen any changes in Riley since the first time that she'd scanned her. Whatever was wrong with Riley was nothing that was new.

"You scan back as 'normal'." Samantha said. "It's what's normal for you."

Holly wanted to reassure Riley that they were about to seek the counsel of professional medical help.

"The specialist will check you out." Holly said.

Riley didn't want to go in alone. She was glad Derek wasn't there. She didn't want him to hear any bad news about her. If she was going to die she didn't want him to know. She didn't want him to know now anyway. She was sure it was going to be bad news. She didn't want to face it alone.

"I want one of you to go in with me." Riley said.

Everyone was there to support Riley. They all made it perfectly clear.

"I'll go." The girls all said at the same time.

That exchange lightened the mood some.

Jesse wanted to give Riley some positive reassurance.

"I'll tell them you're my 'partner'." Jesse said.

Samantha felt she was the best qualified to go.

"I'll tell him that." Samantha said. "I'll check what they say against my database."

Jim looked over at Holly sitting next to him. She saw him look at her and she smiled at him.

Jim didn't want to be the bearer of bad news but Samantha needed to remain low key for now. She was along for 'muscle' if it was needed.

Samantha didn't know that the only reason why Cameron allowed her to go was because of her earlier report to Cameron. Cameron felt since Riley seemed to develop an attachment to Samantha that it would give her the most moral support during this time without unnecessary complications. Derek there with Riley was an unnecessary complication.

"Samantha, you need to wait in the SUV." Jim said. "That's until your sheath is fully Resequenced."

That reminder upset Samantha. She wanted to go in with Riley. It made her wonder why she even needed to go along at that point.

"I might as well have stayed at the base then." Samantha said. "I could have cared for Precious."

Jim didn't want her to be upset.

"It's a precaution." Jim said. "Cameron asked me to remind you."

It was Riley that asked if Samantha could come with her. She reached over and took Samantha's hand. She could see Samantha was disappointed.

"I asked that you come with me." Riley said. "I forgot about your sheath. I'm sorry. I feel secure when you're helping me. I appreciate everything you do for Precious and me."

Riley felt very comfortable around Samantha. They spent a lot of time together now dealing with Precious and with Samantha assisting her with everything.

Samantha could tell Riley was worried. She didn't want to make Riley feel worse. She was pleased now that Riley was the one who wanted her to come. It made her feel special. She could tell that Riley wanted the emotional support from her. That thought made her feel even more special.

"I understand." Samantha said. "I'm here for you."

Riley thanked all of them for being there for her and helping her. She was sure she was about to hear she only might have months or even days to live. She always felt that she was treated differently from everyone else in the Resistance. She felt that way because it was true. Everyone kept a little more distance from her than they did from each other. She knew what the reason was and why. She didn't agree with it because what was done wasn't done by her. She ended up taking the rap for what another version of her had done.

That all seemed like a moot point at this time. If she wasn't going to make it, it didn't make a difference, nothing did. She didn't know if Derek would be able to or even want to take care of Precious on his own. Maybe she would ask Jesse or Claire to be with him in her place. That way he wouldn't feel lonely and they would be able to help take care of her daughter.

She'd been around a lot of death. There were times when she thought she was going to die. There were times after she'd been assaulted that she wished she was dead. She survived all of that. There were many who didn't. She did, she survived.

Riley knew that she needed to toughen up. She may not be the strongest person but she wasn't a sissy. She wasn't a sissy and she wasn't a cry baby. She needed to remind herself that she was a Resistance fighter. This wouldn't be the first time that she needed to face death. So far she's been able to cheat death out of its prize. She would face it head on this time as well.

Allison always watched in amazement how well Vanna was able to deal with infants and small children. She always felt overwhelmed attending Young Allison and Summer when they were younger. Things were never any easier in the future either. She'd done what she could to help others but it wasn't a whole lot.

"How are you so good at this?" Allison asked.

Vanna didn't even need to think about it. It all seemed so natural to her.

"I like doing it." Vanna said. "It's something very beautiful."

Allison always felt nervous doing it.

"I feel like I'm going to do something wrong." Allison said.

Vanna felt Allison was a satisfactory caregiver. She wasn't the best but what she did was right.

"You do fine a fine job." Vanna said. "I've watched you."

Allison thought about the 'dirty work' that needed to be done.

"Maybe I don't want to change diapers." Allison said.

Vanna looked over at Allison and smiled.

"You do that fine too." Vanna said.

A sense of worry drifted over Allison again. She wanted to make it clear to Vanna that she would NEED her.

"I'll need you to help me…." Allison said. "You and my mom."

Vanna didn't like to see Allison upset herself in this way.

"We've been over this." Vanna said. "Don't worry about it."

It made Allison think about how Young Allison said she could do everything for her. She felt a little bit insulted with that statement. She also saw that Young Allison was perfectly serious.

"Young Allison said she would 'take over' if I needed her too." Allison said. "It made me feel happy and sad at the same time."

Vanna was always amazed by Young Allison's accomplishments and ability.

"She's remarkable." Vanna said.

Allison watched Young Allison learn and do everything. She knew more than her and could do more things than her.

"She's better than me at everything." Allison said.

Vanna could think of a few exceptions. Most of those were on a personal level.

"I don't know about that being entirely true." Vanna said. "I can think of a few things you're better at."

Vanna gave Allison a kiss.

Allison figured Young Allison would beat her in that department too. She was in no hurry to find out. Just the thought of that depressed her a little.

"She will probably be better at those things than me one day." Allison said. "We all know Cameron is making her the 'improved version' of Future Allison."

Vanna hoped to find out one day in the future. She knew Future Allison was better at those things than Allison was and Young Allison would be better than Future Allison. Vanna hoped Young Allison would be as good as her mother was…. Maybe she would be better. She looked forward to the day that she could find out. She didn't think it would be anytime soon unless Cameron got her way and sent her on a temporal mission.

It was something for her to look forward to with great anticipation. She didn't want Allison to know that or Claire either.

Sheila was excited earlier about interrogating the female prisoner. Now she wasn't so sure. With all the things that happened in the past day, her perspective was a little different now.

"Why aren't we getting any information on the prisoner?" Sheila asked.

Ally looked over at Sheila.

"How am I supposed to know?" Ally asked. "I've been with you the entire time."

Sheila really felt bad about what she wanted to do to the prisoner before she terminated her. Maybe she wouldn't have to do it.

"I hope the interrogation is already finished." Sheila said.

Ally could see the positive effect the girls seemed to have on Sheila.

"Savannah and Young Allison really got to you." Ally said.

Sheila saw the love and hope and the girl's eyes when they gave her, her heart. They didn't verbally tell her to do anything different with anything she did.

"They touched me in a good way." Sheila said.

Ally thought they could back Savannah and Young Allison up. She knew that they went with Cameron.

"Maybe we should shadow them." Ally said.

That idea excited Sheila. Like all Terminators, she was aware of Gail's new 'function'.

"Do you mean pull 'a Gail'?" Sheila asked.

Ally knew where they were headed.

"They were going flying today." Ally said.

Sheila didn't think they could get to the airport in time.

"They've probably already left." Sheila said.

Ally was aware of the other aircraft in the hangar.

"There are faster planes there." Ally said.

That was all Sheila needed to hear. She would rather do that than beat and cut on the female prisoner. She needed to find out what was what.

"If the interrogation is done, we'll do that." Sheila said.

Ally wanted to know how far Sheila would go.

"What if it's not?" Ally asked.

Sheila's eyes flashed red for a moment.

"Then that Bitch is going to wish it was finished and she was already dead." Sheila said.

Ally noted the sudden change in Sheila's demeanor. She was sure Sheila would 'souvenir' something off of the female captive.

"See, you're motivated again." Ally said.

Sheila touched her heart under her sheath. She thought about the girls.

"I'd rather be riding shotgun on Savannah and Young Allison." Sheila said.

Claire conducted some music lesions with Summer and Jan. They also needed to work on some study material. They would quiz each other and push each other. It was clear the girls motivated each other. She could see how much more advanced Summer was than Jan. It seemed to apply to everything.

Bob wanted to offer some assistance.

"I can take over academic instruction if you'd like." Bob said.

Hanna was a little surprised at Bob's offer.

"You don't mind?" Hanna asked.

Bob wanted to help the girls out. There were multiple ways he could do that.

"No, I don't." Bob said. "I'd like to give them some firearm's training and instruction as well."

Claire looked at Hanna. It was clear she was a little worried. Hanna stepped in with a solution.

Hanna looked at Bob.

"I'll accompany you for the firearm's training and instruction." Hanna said. "I'm usually with Summer when she trains on weapons."

Claire saw this as her chance to be better trained. She wanted to be able to do more. She didn't want her daughters to have to do it. She would rather go in their place. She would rather do everything that needed to be done in their place. A mother needed to look after her children.

"I think I should go too." Claire said. "I've only received minimal instruction. I want to be given further training."

Bob thought there might be a better person to assist her.

"You should work with Sarah." Bob said. "She's the best."

Claire thought that sounded like something that would be more comfortable for her. Sarah would understand her better. It also would give her an opportunity to be closer with Sarah. It was something that she thought about a lot whenever she saw Sarah. She could feel the draw and the attraction.

"Maybe I will." Claire said.

Hanna still wanted to be part of the training today.

"Contact us before the training with weapons." Hanna said.

Bob looked at Claire and Hanna.

"Affirmative…." Bob said.

Claire finished up and left with Hanna.

"Bob really adores those girls." Claire said.

Hanna could see the real story with Bob.

"Summer is his favorite." Hanna said.

Claire wondered why that would be.

"Is it because she is or was the youngest one before Precious?" Claire asked.

Hanna had given it some thought on previous occasions. She'd noticed the interaction every time they were together.

"I think he just likes her." Hanna said. "Maybe it's because she likes him. All of the Terminators love her. She's very knowledgeable for a human being."

Claire was aware of that fact. She thought of Bob's muscular build. It made her wonder again what it would be like to be with a male Terminator. She wondered if they would be able to provide her with a 'finish'.

"He's a big brute of a man." Claire said.

Hanna knew what Claire was thinking about. She often heard Claire's complaint that no male had ever been able to satisfy her. She thought that actually worked in her favor because females were able to do that. She might be a cyborg but she possessed human female attributes.

"Don't forget, he's a scary robot, like me." Hanna said.

Claire thought of the muscular build on all of the male Terminators. She also thought about the beautiful female Terminators. It was hard to believe any of them were machines. She'd only ever seen the damage to Isabel-Cameron and Samantha up close and actually worked on their sheaths.

"I do forget." Claire said.

It was easy for Claire to forget. The Metal girls were all like real girls at this point. They were like 'super girls'. They could do everything.

Claire could imagine being with a well built 'man' like Bob. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to give it a try.

"I've wondered what a male Terminator would be like in bed." Claire said.

Hanna looked around to make sure no one was listening. She didn't like the idea but wanted to provide Claire with the pleasure she sought. She was aware of what an unsatisfying chapter that was in Claire's life as a female. She would rather have Claire be with a male Terminator than with John.

"Do you wish for me to ask Cameron about this?" Hanna asked.

Sex with a male always left Claire short of a 'finish'. Never once did a man get her there through intercourse. Maybe that was one of the reasons she went back to females, they always delivered. She would at least like to try it. It was in her head to be with John and she'd almost attempted that several times. Maybe being with a female Terminator would be simpler and cause less problems going forward.

"I'm curious." Claire said. "I told you before Paul could never get me where I needed to go."

Hanna didn't think how the 'finish' was reached was that important as long as it was reached.

"I can." Hanna said.

Claire looked at Hanna with anticipation. She slightly sucked in her breath.

"Prove it." Claire said.

Hanna scooped Claire up off her feet and headed for Claire's room.

"How far do you want to go?" Hanna asked.

Claire was ready for whatever Hanna would deliver.

"All the way…." Claire said.

That was all Hanna needed to hear.

"You'll beg me to stop." Hanna said.

That was what Claire wanted.

"When I do, don't stop and keep me there." Claire said.

Hanna was ready to do that. She knew that she would have to make sure she didn't take Claire 'all the way'. She was aware that Gail had done that multiple times with Jesse. She'd needed to restart her heart more than once. She didn't intend to go that far with Allison's baby inside of Claire.

She was very pleased at all the things Claire and her shared.

All The Way

Some people see life
As one big juicy buffet
They don't care whose heart
That they will slice and fillet

Their behavior often turns out
To be very crude and risque
They don't care what happens
As long as they get a payday

They don't care who
Along the way they will slay
There's nothing they've said
That they want to unsay

Their heart is cold
Their mind is full of decay
They create heartache
They spread doubt and dismay

Then there are those
Who don't play or betray
The message of hope and joy
Is what they project and convey

They seek one's love
Not someone to obey
How far will they go for the other
It will be all of they way

Nobody