Chapter 561

What The Hell

Savannah cried softly to herself as she wondered what to do and how not to hurt anyone. There was no solution. To do what needed to be done was going to cause someone to get hurt.

Maybe her whole life was pointless. She didn't have the courage to do what needed to be done. Maybe it was why she stayed with Cameron as the nuclear warhead counted down the seconds in Cameron's future. Maybe it's where it should have all ended. She actually thought it was going to. She didn't care. She was with Cameron and they would perish together. They would have been vaporized in an instant. Every trace of their existence would have been obliterated forever. It would almost be as if they never were.

She lay on the bed in the near darkness of her room. There was a night light in the bathroom. Normally she put her bed clothes on. She didn't do it tonight because she didn't feel like it. She just didn't feel like anything. Maybe she hoped Jesse would still visit her. She really thought Jesse was going to come and assist her with her shower. It didn't happen. She knew it was because of Vanna. She really wanted Jesse to touch her. Jesse touched her the same way Young Jesse did. It was what she wanted to feel right now.

Savannah touched the three purple welts. If she wouldn't have worn her vest, it would be over right now. Those three bullets would have torn her apart. She would be dead now. It would have been lights on and lights off. Would it have made a difference? She didn't think so. Right now she didn't really care either. She was done sobbing. What was the point of worrying about things which were already done?

Maybe she could allow herself a few moments of escape. She knew it was how the girls from the future were able to put their problems behind them, even if it was for a few moments at a time. She wanted one of those moments now. She reached down and touched herself. Things started to pick up in a few seconds. It was where she wanted to go. All the thoughts soon begin to drift from her mind. She was close. The tempo picked up. She was almost there.

There was a 'click' at her door.

The moment was gone. She didn't make it. Her eyes opened and her head looked towards her door. She wasn't sure if someone looked in on her or not. If they did, they would have seen what she was doing. Maybe in the gloom they wouldn't have.

No one entered. Nothing happened.

What the Hell?

Savannah sat up. The covers fell from her. She remembered she was naked. It didn't seem to matter right now.

She thought of reaching for her Glock, but there was no alarm. Maybe there was no base alarm, but there was an alarm in her head. She picked it up anyway and moved toward the door. She could just feel something was off.

Savannah listened but only heard 'silence'.

She opened the door quickly and looked around. Her naked form was clearly visible. There was no one in sight. Maybe it was just the door, or it hadn't been closed tightly.

It bothered Savannah. Something was off. It just wasn't 'right'.

She closed her door and checked it. After she closed it, she pushed on it. There was no 'clicking' sound. She turned the handle from the outside. It 'clicked' when she let it go.

What the Hell?

She felt goose bumps form on her body. Her super pink nipples hardened and protruded some. She looked down at them. It wasn't something she wanted to advertise in the current situation. She looked down a little lower. She didn't want to advertise anything in the current situation. She wanted to get dressed. She looked at her night clothes sitting on the dresser. She felt uneasy. It was a 'bad' omen. Instead, she put on a fresh set of her regular clothes. He wasn't sure what was up. Something was different from normal. She wouldn't have put her regular clothes on if she was wearing her night clothes.

Savannah looked around her room and left. She headed towards the lab. She took her Glock with her. She felt something was wrong.

John left Jesse's room and headed back to Savannah's room. He waited outside the door and listened again. It was quiet now. Maybe Savannah was asleep. He hadn't been gone very long.

He wasn't sure if it was the way he wanted to do things. The time before Savannah invited him into her room. It was a silent invitation. Maybe he would do the same thing. This time he would invite himself.

It was clear before what was about to happen. Savannah and him both wanted to make love with each other. She allowed him to undress her and remove her underwear. It was a clear sign she wanted more, and was ready, for more. She was the one who guided him toward the bed. It seemed pretty clear what she wanted, as well as him.

He was the one who climbed over her as she moved her legs and locked them around his back and went to pull him 'in'. He bounced around on the outside. He was in too big of a hurry. He could almost feel it now as he thought about it. He was so close to taking her virginity. Then the base alarm went off. They both stopped instantly when it did. Neither one of them wanted to let go, but they needed to. They didn't know what was wrong. The voice over the intercom indicated it wasn't a drill. Bob was the one who made the announcement. It was very ominous.

John couldn't take it anymore. He wanted Savannah and he wanted her bad. He was at 'full attention' thinking about it. He wanted her, and he wanted her virginity. He was going to be her 'first'. He was going to 'take' her now. It was going to happen. He really hoped she would be as receptive as the last time. He really didn't care right now. He was going to push it anyway. He wasn't going to leave until it happened. He was going to go all the way. He was going to be her 'first'. He didn't know how things would play out going forward. Maybe it would never happen again. It wouldn't really matter as long as it happened once and he was the first.

He looked around and turned the door handle and slipped inside.

The room was dark. There was a small amount of light coming from the bathroom. John's eyes adjusted to the dimness. He could see what looked like Savannah's night clothes sitting on the dresser. The clothes she wore earlier were thrown half way in the hamper in the corner. A few were on the floor in front of it. She must be naked. He really wanted to see her pinkness, all of it. When he asked Allison about it before in regards to Vanna, she told him everything was the same shade with no variation whatsoever in the pigmentation. He didn't think she was messing with him. Then again, he needed to remember natural redheads with blue eyes were very rare as far as the world's population went. He looked it up before and found it was 0.17 percent.

John thought maybe Savannah was in the bathroom. It was time for a surprise. He was going to try and take her as soon as he found her. He didn't care if it was on the bathroom floor. He was going to have her. He was going to have her now. Her virginity was his to take.

Stop.

Wait.

No.

He wanted Savannah to have a good first experience with a male. He didn't want it to seem like she didn't have a choice. It might 'scar' her if she viewed it as having been taken by 'force'. He wanted to make it better. It would be better in her bed. It was actually where it almost happened before. Just the thought of being one second away before seemed to increase his excitement level. It was where he headed.

John quickly slipped off his clothes and slid into the bed. It was time to get it over with and do what Cameron wanted. Only now it wasn't what Cameron wanted anymore. It was what HE wanted now too. It almost happened before, now it was going to. He knew Savannah wanted it as well.

Just thinking about it already, made John 'ready'.

'Little Willie' wasn't so little right now.

John waited.

Earlier:

Cammy was angry and disturbed about her 'discussion' with Cameron. Cameron was disrespectful to her. She wanted to talk to Savannah to calm herself down. Cameron wasn't the only one who found comfort in the company of Savannah. Savannah always seemed to have a way of soothing her, even with just her presence. Savannah didn't answer or return her calls. It upset her some because she didn't. She wondered if Savannah was busy.

Maybe something was wrong? She couldn't let anything happen to Savannah. She decided to go back to the Resistance base and check on Savannah. Maybe Savannah was still upset at her about what she attempted to do earlier. That Bitch, Cameron, almost got what she deserved. Savannah never ignored her. She thought about it some more. Something different must have happened or something was wrong. The last thought sent a glitch impulse through her hand.

She waited until Cameron was busy in another section. She slipped away. She didn't really want to deal with the Bitch right now. The others could finish up there. Just about everyone was there. Maybe that Bitch, Cameron, could do a little more and not have everyone wait on her.

She should have taken Cameron's Taser and 'zapped' her right there. She really wondered what anyone would have done if she brought Cameron down in front of a large group of Terminators. They would know she was 'Cameron' as well. She could tell them Cameron 'went bad'. Nobody knew why. It wouldn't be the first time. It certainly wouldn't be the last if she were to remain active. What a smug Bitch, Cameron, was. The damage done to Savannah's body was all Cameron's fault. What a BITCH.

Cammy lost track of the time as she hurried back to the base. She was focused on Savannah. Savannah belonged to her, not Cameron. Cameron didn't have the guts to be with Savannah. It was why Cameron created her. She really wished she ran a different program. She was spawned from that Bitch. It was a very unpleasant feeling. She hoped she was never as defective as Cameron was. What if she was? What could she delete from her chip so she wouldn't be defective like Cameron was? What if she was already defective? Maybe it was too late.

The thought repulsed her. Cameron was unfit and unworthy to be with any humans. Look at all the Hell she put John through. He deserved better than Cameron. She could show John what a real 'woman' was like. John didn't need Savannah's virginity, he could have hers instead. It would really show that Bitch, Cameron, a thing or two. She'd rub it in Cameron's face. Cameron didn't know the sexual history of her chassis. She knew hers. She was untouched by a male. It was another reason she was superior to Cameron.

Cammy entered the base and checked in the lab. The lights were off inside. She headed for Savannah's room. She passed Jesse's room on the way and heard Jesse and Savannah in there together. She knew it was who Savannah wanted to be with. They were making love, she could hear it. They were hungry for each other. No wonder Savannah hadn't returned her calls, Savannah was with Jesse….

She watched how they looked at each other before. She knew Savannah wanted Young Jesse more often. Well, Young Jesse wasn't there, Jesse was. She was aware how Jesse treated females in the future. Savannah would just be another notch in her belt.

Cammy was going to barge in but stopped.

No.

Savannah was allowed to choose her lovers. She was the one in Jesse's room. Jesse wasn't in Savannah's room. Savannah was there by choice. She did know Jesse would be able to please Savannah. She needed to calm down. It was what Cameron wanted. Cameron never wanted Savannah to feel lonely or unloved.

She didn't want Savannah to ever know the feeling. The feeling of being sent away, rejected, and replaced. She actually considered joining them.

No.

It was a special moment for the two of them. Her hand started to glitch. She needed to think straight. Cameron disrespected her earlier and was a threat to Savannah. She was a Terminator. She needed to start acting like one. She needed to stop acting like Cameron. She didn't want to be a Bitch like Cameron was.

Cammy listened some more. She recognized some specific sounds.

Wait.

It's Vanna in there. Oops. It was a good thing she didn't barge in. She still considered it, but for a different reason now. Vanna and Jesse would both be hungry for her. They would see her as 'Cameron' or 'Allison'. They would make her forget about her troubles. Maybe she needed a few finishes to collect her thoughts.

No.

She wanted to see Savannah. She moved on towards Savannah's room. She thought she heard a sound. She slowed for some reason. She stopped and peered around the corner. John was outside Savannah's room, their room. She watched John go into Savannah's room. He didn't knock or anything.

What the Hell?

It made her wonder if maybe it was something which actually occurred before. If it was something regular, there would be no need to knock.

What the Hell?

No.

She didn't think it happened yet. She would have been able to detect traces of the coupling even if a few days transpired. They would still be evidence of what occurred even if it was microscopic.

She saw the front of his pants. He was there to take Savannah's virginity. It wasn't what she wanted. She wanted Savannah for herself. If Savannah were to move into John's room, they would see very little of each other going forward.

Cammy soundlessly moved down to Savannah's room. She looked around and listened. She could hear John takeoff his clothes and get into Savannah's bed. It is what Cameron wanted. It wasn't what she wanted.

She thought about posing as 'Cameron' and berate John as the philander he was. They all knew about Future Riley. She knew about it. The disrespect John showed Cameron at the time was great. She needed to suppress a glitch impulse herself just thinking about it.

Maybe she would see what was actually going on first.

Cammy shut down the hall lights and soundlessly slipped into the room. She saw John alone in bed waiting for Savannah. There was a light on in the bathroom but no noise. She knew at this point Savannah wasn't in her room. She wondered if John would pleasure himself as he waited for Savannah. She hoped he did. He would be 'useless' for a while after he did. It was another reason which indicated the superiority of females over males. They could keep going and going. What she just witnessed in Jesse's room was a perfect example. If a male was involved, he'd be down for the count, so to speak.

She was going to slip back out but her anger at Cameron still bugged her. She soundlessly stripped off her clothes and headed for the bed. She paused and went and closed the bathroom door some. There was barely any light for a human to see anything now. The best he might be able to make out would be the movement of a figure. There wouldn't be any details.

She would show that Bitch. It was time she got some payback with Cameron….

What better weapon to use against Cameron than her 'husband'?

Cammy looked forward to this. Sure John was going to take her virginity, but she didn't care. She was programmed so she couldn't be with another male until she was with John first. She would just accelerate the process. She wanted to know what it was like to be with a male. Not only would this be her first time, she would be able to rub it in Cameron's face. She knew that Bitch, Cameron, worried she was a 'Metal Whore'. Well, she wasn't. She would be able to give John a real virgin. She decided to show John what a real lover was like. Not one who didn't know what she really wanted like that Bitch, Cameron.

She was naked in the room next to the bed. There were two ways she could play things. She wanted John to plow her. She knew it was going to happen soon one way or another. She could take him as herself, or she could be 'someone else'. Maybe he wasn't going to know it was her. She was an infiltrator. She should be able to fool him in the dark. If he didn't touch too much before he got started, it wouldn't matter if he figured it out or not.

Savannah went to the lab and looked around. Why was she there again? There was nothing. All the Terminators were out and going over the new equipment. Nothing was happening at the base. She decided to go back to bed. Her door was just probably stuck or something. Maybe it just needed to be oiled. She was chasing phantoms right now. If anyone saw her they would think she was a fool. She currently held her Glock in her hand. She decided to tuck it away. She couldn't think of a good explanation why she was walking around with it in her hand if someone asked.

She passed by Jesse's room. She could hear Jesse and Gail in there. No. Gail was out, it must be Vanna. She wanted to knock and enter. She wanted some action. Jesse was Jesse, even if she wasn't 'Her Jesse'. Vanna was there too. Maybe she should wait…. It was going to happen sooner or later. She continued on her way.

Savannah still felt something was out of place. She slowly started around the corner.

Cameron stood outside her door listening.

What the Hell?

Why?

Savannah dropped back and peeked around the corner. No. It was Cammy. As she watched, Cammy turned out the hall light and slipped into her room. She could see the silhouette from the light at the end of the hall.

What the Hell?

Savannah wondered what was going on. Cammy shouldn't act like she did to enter her room. It was THEIR room. Something was wrong. She pulled her Glock out and crept soundlessly forward. She was still barefoot. It allowed her to move very quietly.

There was something out of whack there in a big way. Maybe it was Cammy, but what if it wasn't? She was sure it wasn't Cameron.

Why would Cammy turn out the hall light to hide who she was as she entered the room? Nobody would do that.

What the Hell?

Cammy moved silently and slipped into the bed next to John. She wondered what would happen next. It would be her 'first time', if John took her. It was time to try her chassis out. Why should Cameron get to hog all the male sexual activity? She was going to do it no matter what. She didn't plan to leave there until John 'took' her. She wanted Cameron to check her later so she knew for sure. It would be proof it happened. Just the thought of rubbing Cameron's face in it excited her greatly.

She was ready to make her move. She would just go ahead and be on top and do it herself. She didn't want him to wimp out before he finished. She believed in the darkness, the reverse cowgirl position would further mask who she was if his hands got too grabby. If she faced him, at some point he would figure out she felt like Cameron. Nope, she didn't want to be identified. The reverse cowgirl position it was.

John thought he must have dozed off a little. Somehow Savannah was already in the bed. There was almost no light from the bathroom. The room was almost dark but not quite. He felt he needed to address what happened the previous time. He felt as if he left both of them high and dry.

"Savannah, I hope you don't mind." John softly said. "I'm sorry about the last time."

Cammy tilted her head slightly.

What the Hell?

A sick feeling grasped Cammy.

'The last time?' Cammy wondered.

What the Hell?

Did John already 'pop' Savannah? She knew it was more of an expression than anything else, especially in regards to Savannah. Young Jesse took care of things initially. Two babies made sure the job was finished. It was a symbolic act. It still represented something. She worried it might represent an attachment which wasn't really deserved.

John thought she was Savannah and apparently they did the same thing before. She began to wonder how many times it actually was. Was it one? Was it five? Was it a hundred? She knew it was what Cameron wanted. It appeared it already happened. Savannah was good, she never knew. Cameron taught her well…. Now she was even angrier at that Bitch, Cameron. It was Cameron's fault Savannah was defiled now.

She heard enough. It was time to act. She thought of the best way to proceed. She didn't need to think any further than whose bed she was in.

John was about to get another virgin.

"Take me, John." Cammy said as she used Savannah's voice.

She wasn't sure why she did it or said it. It just came out. Maybe it was because she was angry at Cameron. Cameron was the source of most of her irritation. It didn't matter if she ran Cameron's program or not.

John rolled over on top of her….

Cammy could see he was about to skip any foreplay. She actually thought it was a good thing for her purpose of deception. It would be harder for him to detect who she actually was. Once he got started, she didn't think it would matter. She hoped it was going to be worth it. Cameron was going to deactivate her after it happened. Screw Cameron. John was hers - PAYBACK BITCH. The next words just slipped out of her mouth.

"I'm ready, John." Cammy said, still using Savannah's voice. "Make me a woman…."

Cammy waited in anticipation for John to make his move. Maybe she needed to guide him in or something. She never did any of this before. That Bitch, Cameron, blocked all her files related to John.

John hadn't seen Savannah approach the bed. He must have dozed off. She was already next to him in bed.

He apologized for their failed coupling last time.

Savannah asked him to take her, she was ready.

So was he. He immediately moved over the top of her. He was going to take her virginity this time for sure. He really wanted to get some foreplay in but he wanted what he wanted first. He was on top of her, he was ready 'again'. He briefly wondered how different it would be. It didn't matter, it was happening.

"I'm ready, John." 'Savannah' said. "Make me a woman…."

What?

What the Hell?

Those were Cameron's words. He'd heard those words dozens and dozens of times, if not hundreds of times. It was what she always said when she reset her programming to relive her wedding night over and over….

Savannah just said the SAME thing?

What the Hell?

Maybe Cameron brainwashed her more than he thought.

What the Hell?

Cammy could feel John stiffen and hesitate. She realized she used the words Cameron used. It was probably to spoil this moment for any of her clones who tried to be with John. She couldn't help herself from saying it….

The words just came out. They were still in Savannah's voice so maybe she could pull it off.

What the Hell?

Savannah waited and listened outside of her door.

She heard John and 'Vanna' in her room.

Why would Cammy pretend to be Vanna?

What the Hell?

Wait!

Cammy wasn't pretending to be Vanna, she was pretending to be HER.

What the Hell?

Savannah barged into the room and flipped the light on. She brought her Glock up as she did. It occurred to her maybe one of them was a Liquid Metal Terminator who may have infiltrated the base. None of what she saw or heard so far made any sense.

She was unprepared for what she saw….

What the Hell?

What the Hell?

"What the Hell?" Savannah shouted.

Her Glock searched for a target….

"What the Hell?" Savannah screamed.

Was any of this what it looked like?

WHAT THE HELL ?

Closing monologue by Cameron:

What The Hell

To some we reach out
With secrets to tell
They then betray our trust
What The Hell

As we reach out to someone new
Others we may expel
They cling and hang on
What The Hell

Some at first seem alluring
But soon enough they can repel
Like Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde
What The Hell

A heart is a treasure
It's also as fragile as an eggshell
Then someone crushed it for fun
What The Hell

Loneliness and rejection can overtake one
It isn't a good place to dwell
Some want to trap us there
What The Hell

As love builds and overwhelms
It can hold one in a spell
Until someone changes the rules
What The Hell

Does life ever not suck
No really
What The Hell
WHAT THE HELL

Nobody