Chapter 770

Music To Love By

Sheila set out to infiltrate what they believed was a Skynet related facility. They hoped to find one of the big rigs inside full of HK equipment. They tried to gather some local intelligence to verify it. A couple of homeless men indicated there were several individuals who reminded them of Bob. They thought it was as good of a clue as they were going to get.

She walked right up to the front door and played a lost tourist. A Gray 'invited' her in because he wanted to put the grab on her. He believed they were going to take extreme advantage of her. The sheep didn't know they just invited the wolf into their pen.

The Gray who let her into the building double checked again to make sure no one on the street spotted what happened. He secured the door behind her. He smiled in anticipation of what he thought was about to occur.

"You're going to be staying a little longer than you planned." The gruff voiced man said. "You'll be learning a few new 'customs'."

Sheila smiled to herself. Her entry into the secured location was extremely easy. So far it was low risk as well. She was successfully able to infiltrate the Gray's location. They thought they just caught themselves some 'fresh meat'. She knew what Grays did to female captives. They really weren't much different than Scavengers in some regards.

She looked forward to turning the tables on the Grays and giving them a 're-education in cruelty'. A few personal lessons should get them started. She knew their learning curve would be of a very short duration. Human detainees usually didn't live long in her custody for a multitude of reasons. Blood loss seemed to be the most common one, followed by blunt force trauma.

The 'cat' didn't know the 'mouse' was a Terminator.

Sheila was ready to play the game.

It really wasn't much different than the 'game' they played with Cameron when they took down drug and sex trafficking operations. She obtained a lot of experience on Cameron's 'off the books' operations. They confiscated their funds and equipment. The perpetrators were always given a one way ticket to the 'Promised Land'.

Sheila knew she needed to show a little fear. She didn't think they made her as a Terminator yet. The nipple rings always caught their attention. It was the last thing anyone expected to see on a Terminator, even a female one.

"Joe, Fred, come here." The gruff voiced man said. "I got us a live one. We're going to have a good time with this one."

Sheila looked around as if she wanted to escape. She played the part of a frightened female.

"What's going on?" Sheila asked.

The Gray looked at her and laughed.

"I think you're about to learn a few new things." The Gray said.

She played the part of a frightened female.

"Don't hurt me." Sheila said.

She was pretty sure the learning curve was going to go in a different direction.

John listened from the Command Center. He was aware it could all go wrong in an instant. If Sheila was made as a Terminator before they sprung the trap, she was in serious danger. The Grays may have contingency plans on how to deal with a hostile Terminator. Since Grays knew what Terminators were, it made the endeavor more risky. When they took down drug dealers and sex traffickers, they didn't have a clue what a Terminator was. Even when they saw one in action as they were being terminated, it still didn't sink in what was really happening. It was also impossible for them to believe what they witnessed as they died.

"Sheila is in." John said. "We know there are at least three Grays. I'm willing to bet there's more. We need to worry about Skynet Terminators."

John Henry hoped Sheila was able to extract a few more answers from the Grays. The biggest threat would be if there were any Terminators inside the building. It was a pretty good bet there would be. He hoped she would be able to spot the big rig if it was there.

"She might be able to get them to reveal their strength, or at least their current strength." John Henry said. "We don't know for sure how many individuals are associated with the building. We don't know how they interact with each other either. Depending upon where she's at, she should be able to give us a clue as to what else is inside the building."

John was a little concerned she entered the building basically barely clothed, without weapons, and nothing else. They didn't know what the enemy may have close at hand.

"I don't like her being in there alone and unarmed." John said.

John Henry was well aware of a Terminator's limitations, as well as their abilities. They were specifically designed and constructed to infiltrate and terminate. Sheila should be able to do both without any problem.

"Unless they use a Taser on her, she should be able to take down a dozen armed men in a very short while, unarmed." John Henry said. "Humans can't put up much of a resistance when they face a Terminator."

John knew if a Terminator wanted you dead, you were dead. He wanted to make sure the rest of the team was ready to lend support to Sheila if the situation turned worse.

"Cammy, are you ready to enter?" John asked.

Cammy remained unopposed and unobserved along the side of the building. She was at a side door waiting to enter. It didn't appear to be a fortified door to her.

"I'm at a door I can easily force it open." Cammy said. "I'm ready."

John was aware Bob's situation was a little more involved. He needed to come from the property in back of the target location. He pried loose a section of a metal fence to be able to do so without having to climb over the fence and be more exposed. If he was spotted climbing over the fence, he would be immediately pegged as an intruder. If he was noticed moving around in back of the building, they would most likely think it was a homeless person. The reaction between the two types of intrusions would be treated differently, even if both of them might be treated severely. He already forced his way through the fence with minimal effort and headed for the back of the building.

John wanted to make sure Bob was ready to go.

"Bob, are you in place?" John asked.

Bob took a look around him. He didn't see anyone on either side. There was no one at the property he passed through in back of them. It was vacant like many of the buildings around them.

"I'm at the back door, ready to go." Bob said. "I don't think the rear door is even locked. They're probably waiting for someone to return."

John knew the Terminators would be able to listen to what was happening inside of the building. He wanted to make sure if they detected Sheila needed assistance, they would be able to respond immediately. He didn't want to wait for things to go too far, or her to be incapacitated first.

"If she sounds like she is going to be in trouble, move in." John said.

Cammy wanted to assure John they were no strangers to operations like this. At least the Metal girls weren't. They knew how to read the situation, and what needed to be done and when.

"We've conducted operations like this before." Cammy said.

Cammy referred to the drug and sex trafficking operations they eradicated.

John felt those operations were a little less risky based upon the knowledge of what the perpetrators would possess. They still didn't know exactly what was inside the building besides the three Grays identified so far.

"The other operations didn't know about Terminators." John said. "These people do. We still don't know if there's a Terminator present, or exactly how many Grays are inside."

John Henry believed the biggest threat would come from a hostile Terminator.

"We still don't know if any of the Grays are actually a Terminator either." John Henry said. "It's the problem."

John thought it was too late to second guess anything at the location. Sheila was already inside the building. The operation was underway. He wanted the backup troops ready to respond instantly. He was a little concerned there were only two of them. Only Bob and Cammy were there to assist her.

"Everyone be ready." John said.

John was very worried about everything. The Grays already played them a lot on the current operation. He sure hoped where they were now wasn't another play.

He was going to have to trust his troops to do what they were constructed to do. Their original purpose was to infiltrate and then terminate humans. Right now it seemed like they were off to a good start, especially since the Grays 'invited' one of them into the building.

Summer finished up the things she was working on at the computer. She did everything much quicker than they thought was possible. She now wanted to go back upstairs and finish playing the piano.

Young Allison could see her sister needed her right now. There was an operation about to go hot. She needed to make a choice.

It was the look on Summer's face which did it. It melted her heart.

Life is about choices, and she made one. The future wasn't there yet, but her sister was. Right now in the present, her sister came first. She looked at Summer and then at Anna.

"I'll go with you, Summer." Young Allison said. "Anna, take over here. Come get me if anything goes horribly wrong. I need to spend some time with Summer."

Young Allison knew she was going to be away from Summer soon, maybe forever when she returned. She wanted this time to share with her sister. She was afraid there wouldn't be many more. It was important to both of them. It seemed Summer was aware of it as well. It actually seemed as if Summer knew everything.

Anna watched them go. She would move up and observe them in a minute. She still monitored the operation Bob's team currently conducted. It looked like it was about to get 'messy'. She didn't doubt the ability of the Resistance Terminators in the slightest. If anyone was about to get a re-education, it would be the Skynet forces, even if there was a Skynet Terminator present.

Young Allison sat next to Summer as she played. Young Allison started to play on one side of the piano and Summer on the other side. Instead of one person playing eighty eight keys, there were now two of them to do it. They could really give the piano a workout if they played together in this fashion.

Anna continued to monitor the situation as it developed where Cammy's team was at. The music she could hear which drifted down from upstairs called to her. She was moved to go up and look as she listened. She never heard them play quite the same way before. As she watched, it was like they were one person with four hands. It was as if the two sisters shared a moment which may never be repeated. The music conveyed their thoughts and feelings. It was thought, feeling, and emotion all being expressed through sound as music.

Jesse was with Claire in her bedroom. They hungrily 'worked' on each other. Even through their passion and lust they were able to hear something which caught their attention. First Claire's head lifted, and then so did Jesse's. Claire rotated around so her head was now next to Jesse's. She gave her a kiss and got up.

"I'm sorry, but I need to see where the beautiful music is coming from." Claire said. "It's something incredible."

Jesse thought Claire should be more interested in other things which were 'coming'. The music however was beautiful. She got up and stood behind Claire.

Claire's bedroom door opened slightly. She held a sheet in front of her as she looked out the partially open door. One of her breasts was clearly visible. Jesse looked out from behind her. She only wore a smile. She was totally naked, except for her jewelry.

Vanna was with Allison in her bedroom. They too heard and felt the music drift In.

"Who is it?" Vanna asked. "Is it Claire?"

Allison was actually unsure. It seemed to be something different than she ever heard before. It was definitely something different.

"I'm not sure who it is." Allison said. "I'm going to find out though."

The girls looked around and found their underwear. They didn't bother with tops.

Allison and Vanna appeared a few seconds later. They were both in their underwear. They didn't seem to notice they were topless. If they did, they didn't care. It was common in their future to be seen topless in the confines of the tunnels and close quarters. They were talking mostly about their future plans. They really hadn't gotten started yet with anything else.

Holly and Hanna soon showed up behind Anna. They were fully dressed, but they were still tethered. They were sharing files. Plugged in, they were able to have a greater experience as they listened.

Jesse moved up next to Claire.

"What's the music?" Jesse whispered. "Is it something you showed them?"

Claire didn't have an answer for her. It was nothing she ever played or taught anyone.

"I've never heard it before." Claire said. "It's beautiful."

Young Allison was lost deep in the music. She could feel Summer was in her mind. They were like an extension of each other. It wasn't something she could really explain. She noticed Summer look around. She did too. She was aware they now had a full audience. She was pleased to see Jesse naked. She looked forward to the day when she would see Young Jesse the same way. She was pretty sure Jesse moved out in front of her mother for her benefit. The way she stood also blocked her scar so her body looked pristine from its current angle. Her mother still stood there with one breast exposed.

She also took in Vanna and Allison. She was intrigued with the way Vanna's breasts looked. She really liked how pink her nipples were. She was aware Savannah's breasts looked exactly the same since they were the same person. She saw Anna and Hanna often too. She doubted it was ever an accident on either of their parts. She would have liked to see Allison stand topless next to her mother. She was pretty sure she liked the way her mother's body looked compared to Allison's body. She knew it meant her own as well by extension.

She wanted everyone to resume whatever they were doing up to a few minutes ago.

"You can all go back to what you were 'doing', or switch partners." Young Allison said. "I'm creating out of my mind and Summer is matching me and enhancing it. Leave us, please. This is music to 'love' by. Go share and enjoy yourselves, and each other."

Allison felt the need to say something. Anything so beautiful needed to be complemented. She couldn't help but feel a little inadequate. She could never do anything so exquisite.

"It's wonderful, Allison." Allison said.

They all called Young Allison, Allison, to her face. There was no need for the age distinction then.

Vanna thought it was beautiful too. She wanted to do something else to supplement it. She hadn't really gotten started with Allison yet. She moved her lips close to Allison's ear.

"Let's make our own 'music'." Vanna whispered.

Allison and Vanna disappeared back into Allison's room. Their underwear was already removed as the door closed. The girls knew what they wanted. They also knew what each other wanted.

Jesse pulled Claire back into her room. The sheet slipped out of Claire's hand. Jesse and her were both naked in the doorway before the door closed. Their hands were all over each other's bodies.

Claire looked hungrily at Jesse. There was more than the look of lust in her eyes. There was also the look of love there.

"It's music to my ears. You're music to my body." Claire said. "You're also music to my heart and soul."

Jesse knew it was impractical for her to move to the Young residence in Palmdale. There was always talk of moving the Young family to the Resistance base. So far it never happened. If it did, it would open up the possibilities for a lot of other things to happen. One thing for certain was Claire would be busy both day and night for any free time she might have. The females would probably need to develop some kind of a schedule so they could all share with her.

"It's a 'tune' we could play more often if you lived at the base." Jesse said. "I can say I'm touched in every way you just described the."

Claire was sweet on Jesse. She wasn't sure if it was the 'bad girl' thing or not. It was clear Jesse, and especially Sheila, were both 'bad girls'. Somehow there was an attraction to it. Maybe it was because Jesse did so many things she never did. She was painfully aware on some of those events, Jesse didn't have a choice. It did bother her. Not just for what was done, but for what was done to Jesse in her mind. She felt she gave Jesse some balance and relief on those issues.

She wasn't opposed to the idea of moving to the base at least on a part-time basis to start out. It would probably be safer for the girls and her in the long run. They would certainly be better protection for all of them. It wouldn't tie up so many Resistance resources either.

Jesse wasn't the only one she'd be closer to at the Resistance base. There was someone else there who she was extremely fascinated and excited by. It was Sarah. She knew there were a lot of complications involved, but it didn't mean it was impossible. Look where she was at now. It's something she never would have thought a few years ago. Being at the base would also put her closer to Vanna and Savannah. She did like the house with the yard though.

"I've asked Cameron about it." Claire said. "It would be safer too."

Jesse felt very comfortable with Claire. It was a different feeling than she felt when she shared with the other females. She didn't feel the need to show any domination. What she wanted to do was open up and show her inner self to Claire. It was something Savannah showed her. She showed her it was still there inside her.

She believed Claire was someone she could truly share with. She didn't need to be somebody different when she was with Claire. She just wanted to be who she really was inside. Maybe it was the poor girl who was drug out of her hiding place, forcibly stripped, and held down by a group of men as she was forced to become a woman. They all took 'turns', one after another, over and over. She quickly pushed the thoughts from her mind.

There was something more beautiful to replace it. It was Claire and the music.

"I want you to listen to the music while I make love to you." Jesse said.

Vanna and Allison decided on the same thing.

The music filled the air and love was in the house.

Holly and Hanna thought it sounded like good advice. They headed for the rear of the bunker.

Anna returned back to monitoring the operation, alone. She decided to listen to the music with one ear so it would be forever recorded onto her chip. With the other ear she listened to the operation go down at the building they suspected the big rig may be in. It was going to get serious very quickly when the Terminators made their move.

Cam was on patrol with Gail around the Young neighborhood. It was decidedly an improved looking neighborhood. Everything was immaculate.

"I can see the neighborhood is really cleaned up around here now." Cam said.

Gail became personally involved because she wanted the neighborhood to be nice when Savannah visited Young Allison. The results of her efforts were very satisfying.

"I went with Cameron and Cammy a few times and helped 'improve' the neighborhood, and the neighbors." Gail said. "Some were a little reluctant to comply."

Cam understood it for exactly what it meant.

"Were there any terminations?" Cam asked.

Cameron asked Cammy and her to use some moderation if they ran into any 'difficulties'.

"No." Gail said. "There should have been."

Cam couldn't help but stare at Gail's massive breasts as they walked along on patrol. It roused some desire in her. Maybe she would ask Gail about a chassis swap for a day or two. The massive difference in her sheath wouldn't be the only factor. The neural network of the Restorators created by Mrs. Weaver was superior to the neural network created by Skynet.

"When we get around the block…." Cam started.

Gail knew exactly what would be in store for them.

"Do you want to head to the Detail house?" Gail asked. "I've used it before."

Gail used it with Hanna or Holly when she brought Jesse over to see Allison or Claire previously. They used the Detail house so they didn't disrupt Young Allison or Summer.

Cam stole another glance at Gail's luscious assets.

"We might as well." Cam said.

Gail picked up a few traits from Jesse.

"I can get aggressive, you know." Gail said.

Cam knew Gail was the largest of the female Terminators. She could get quite aggressive at times.

"You're very dominant." Cam said. "I think it's most of the time except when you're around Savannah, and then you're like a kitten."

Gail felt like she was a cube of butter in the hot sun when she was around Savannah. Everything about Savannah captivated her. She was ready to do anything when she was around Savannah. Savannah made her feel very different about everything. She was definitely different than all of the girls from the future. It's because she wasn't from the future.

"I don't know why." Gail said. "Savannah is so captivating. I feel powerless when I'm around her."

Cam felt very lucky Savannah's room was near Vanna's room.

"Cammy and I switch with each other two times a week." Cam said.

Gail knew they wouldn't be able to fool Savannah.

"Savannah knows when you do." Gail said.

Cam was impressed with Savannah's ability.

"Yes, she always knows." Cam said. "I asked Cammy to put my chip in her second port once and Savannah still knew. Even when we switched back and forth she could tell."

Gail developed a far off look in her eyes.

"Savannah is like no other." Gail said.

Cam thought for now there might be. She didn't think it would be for long.

"There is another." Cam said. "There will be another one just like her."

Gail could see it develop herself.

"It's Young Allison." Gail said. "We can all see it happening."

Cam wasn't sure she agreed with everything Cameron did along those lines.

"It's how Cameron will make herself 'human'." Cam said.

Gail often wondered what the real motivation behind some of the things Cameron did was.

"Is it in her programming?" Gail asked. "Are all of these things she's doing with Savannah and Young Allison in her programming?"

Cam ran Cameron's program. Even with an obvious advantage, there were many things Cameron did which were a mystery to her.

"I am 'her', and I don't know." Cam said. "She's blocked many things from Cammy and I, Camille too."

Cam knew Cameron wanted to spare her clones the grief and pain she felt about 'everything'. It also blocked a lot of other associated information.

There was a captivating sound as they neared the Young residence.

Music itself didn't do much for any of the Terminators. Some music however was able to captivate them. It's what they both currently experienced.

"Listen to the music." Gail said. "Music is mathematical to me, but that music is 'alive'."

They passed by the Detail house and looked in the window at the Young Residence.

Gail and Cam watch Young Allison and Summer play together.

"How do they do it?" Gail asked.

Cam nodded her head and looked on with amazement.

"With style…." Cam said. "With style…."

Sheila looked forward to her current assignment. She knew to play it cool until everyone was ready. She didn't want to get aroused thinking about what she was going to do to the Grays. It was 'game time' and she was ready to play. Right now she needed to play the 'damsel in distress'.

"Don't hurt me." Sheila said.

Sheila played the part of the 'scared girl'.

The three men laughed.

"It's going to be the five of us first, and a few more later on when they get back." One said. "We'll be on our second or third round by then. I doubt you'll be able to walk by the end of the day. It probably won't be from all the action either. Some of the guys get rough and carried away."

Sheila 'begged' them not to 'hurt' her and she would do what they wanted.

One Gray started to grab for her shirt.

Sheila saw things could work out better than she anticipated. For what was sure to follow it was better not to have clothes on anyway. It always looked so terrible when they were covered with blood. None of it was ever hers.

"Don't wreck my clothes." Sheila said. "I'll take them off myself. I've been through this before. I'll be right here in front of you."

The Grays seemed more than willing to watch her strip herself.

For what Sheila planned, she really couldn't wait to get started.

Sheila removed her clothes as they watched. She also wanted to buy time.

Their faces really dropped when her underwear came off. It was better than any of them expected. The fact she didn't appear she was going to resist would be different. It looked like a few of the Grays were going to be disappointed. They were used to the screams and useless struggles of their prey.

Sheila neatly folded her clothes and placed them over in the corner.

"Am I going to need to do all five of you at the same time? Where are the other two?" Sheila asked. "Let's get this over with."

One man left and returned with the other two.

All five of them now leered at her. It was clear they didn't think of anything else but her.

Sheila wanted to make it clear to Bob and Cammy how many Grays they faced and where they were all currently at.

"Are all FIVE of you going to stand around and watch?" Sheila asked.

The man with the gruff voice and another one took their pants off.

They were clearly ready for action.

"I'll do what you want, just don't hurt me." Sheila said.

It seemed to please the Grays.

Sheila wanted to butter them up a little bit more.

"If any of you blokes are too heavy. You can lay on your back and I'll be on top." Sheila said.

Sheila looked behind the men. Everyone was in place.

"Did I forget to tell you?" Sheila asked. "I brought some friends."

"Friends?" One Gray asked.

Sheila nodded in the direction where Bob and Cammy now stood.

"Yeah, the ones standing behind you…." Sheila said.

Sheila punched both of the men without pants on hard in the chest. She could hear the sound of bones breaking.

Both men went down. Their chests were crushed.

Bob and Cammy each grabbed another man as Sheila grabbed the last one.

"Take them alive." John Henry came across their coms.

Bob looked at the two screaming men on the ground.

"It's a little late for two of them." Bob said. "They're bleeding out. There are multiple bone fragments through their lungs and other internal organs."

Cammy and Bob drug the other three men out.

Sheila made sure Bob and Cammy left.

Cammy slipped Sheila her knife as she departed.

"It's just us now, love." Sheila said to the two withering men. "Is this how you planned for things to go? I know it was for me."

Sheila busted them up some more.

"I've got a knife too." Sheila said. "It would be a shame not to use it."

Cammy and Bob tied up the other three men.

Bob didn't want any surprises to show up during the interrogation. It seemed like there should be more Grays or Terminators involved in the operation. Not just five men. One of the men already indicated to Sheila there were others who weren't there yet. It meant they would be at some point.

"You keep watch." Bob said. "I'm going to get some answers."

Cammy took off to keep a roving patrol and updated John and John Henry. They were very pleased to hear what Cammy's team found.

"John, we have another one of the trucks." Cammy said. "I have disabled the drones inside of it."

John wanted to make sure everyone was OK.

"Where are Bob and Sheila?" John asked.

Cammy didn't think she should get too detailed with her description. The general idea should get the message across.

"They're getting answers." Cammy said. "Don't ask."

Cammy checked everything again. Sheila was with Bob. Two more of the men were dead. Sheila was splashed with blood from her encounter with the last one, she was still naked.

When Cammy came back the last man was dead.

"He called Sheila a Metal Bitch. He also referred to you as a Metal Whore." Bob said. "We got some more location information as well. Let's take the truck and go."

Cammy's last patrol showed the area was clear.

"I agree." Cammy said.

Bob looked at Sheila. She was covered in blood from head to toe. He saw something earlier which would help her out immensely.

"There is a hose in the back of the building." Bob said. "I think you're going to need to use it. It will save a lot of time, unless you like red."

Sheila agreed they needed to get the big rig out of there. They got all the information from the men they were going to get. The other men they expected to show up never did. It didn't mean they wouldn't.

"Bob, you take the truck and go. Cammy can torch this place while I wash off." Sheila said. "Bring my clothes, Cammy. I'm too bloody to touch them."

Sheila opened the big door up and Bob drove out. Sheila closed it as he drove away.

Cammy dumped a fifty-five gallon drum of some flammable liquid over. It appeared to be some type of solvent. She was ready to burn the place to the ground.

"You can dry off with these. Here's a lighter I took off one of the men when I got their phones." Cammy said. "I'll go get our SUV and pick you up."

Cammy dropped a pile of clean 'shop rags' next to Sheila's clothes and then took off running.

"I'll be back in a flash." Cammy called over her shoulder.

Sheila hosed herself off and watched the bloody water run down the center of the alley in back of the building. It was truly poetic justice. She was pleased with her work today.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Is Still There

Two hearts beat
Seldom at the same speed
One out of need
The other out of greed

The days may draw close
The nights may pass
One striving to surpass
The other only to trespass

If one only seeks
Another to use
Then it is inevitable
One will lose

Think real hard
Why one still hangs on
Then you may realize
To each other you belong

Open your heart and eyes
One still wants to share
What was there
Is still there

Nobody