Chapter 891

To Be From Me

It was suggested to the Metal girls earlier they should use their 'natural ability' at some of the games of chance elsewhere, other than where John and Savannah were located. After some reluctance they left the casino hotel they were based out of and moved on to another one. The closest one was across the street.

Things didn't progress quite as smoothly as they anticipated they would. There was a bit of trouble when they crossed the main street to go to the other side.

John Henry decided to watch the three of them from every camera he could. If Sheila started to have a problem, he needed to warn Cammy and Ally as soon as possible. He didn't want there to be an 'incident' in Las Vegas. He could block or erase all of the surveillance camera footage. The problem would be all of the eyewitnesses around. Even at the late hour it was, the casino floor was full of action and people.

"Cammy, can you hear me?" John Henry asked.

There was no response.

"Ally, can you hear me?" John Henry asked.

There was no response.

He figured the girls turned their coms off to prevent him from hearing their 'conversations'. They could be very explicit at times. Sheila was known to purposely leave her com open when she was with one of the other females. If there was a body cam nearby, she made sure it was on too. He enjoyed watching her. It appeared she enjoyed being watched. The other female with her usually didn't know the body cam was on. Sheila made sure she positioned herself, and the other individual in key locations, so he could get a view of everything.

John Henry needed to keep his focus. Sheila moved away from Ally and Cammy. They paused for a few moments before they hurried after her. He wasn't sure what the time lag was about.

He followed Cammy, Sheila, and Ally with the security cameras inside the casino they were in. It was across the street from the casino where he was. He was a little worried about them. He watched as Ally and Cammy chased away a man who came to talk to Sheila. It looked like Cammy wanted to terminate him.

Sheila seemed to be the only one who enjoyed herself under the current circumstances. It was clear Ally and Cammy were more concerned about keeping an eye on Sheila.

John Henry tried to contact them again.

There was no response. He found it to be a little more than disturbing. They should at least check in from time to time to see if there were any updates. Then again, there weren't any combat situations, or even threatening situations. They were out on the town for a night of fun. He still hoped to be able to go downstairs and do a little gambling himself.

Sheila hurried away.

Ally looked over at Cammy with a frustrated look on her face. It appeared they were going to have their hands full with Sheila. She wanted Sheila to slow down a little. There was no need for the frantic pace from table to table.

"Wait up." Ally said.

Sheila briefly glanced back.

"I don't have time to wait." Sheila said. "I want to win."

Cammy wanted to know more about the individual who 'visually abused' her.

"We all do." Cammy said. "Who was the guy who bothered you?"

Sheila was a little concerned about it. She was unaware at what point he came up to her. She didn't think she was in the location very long, but she wasn't sure. She was only aware someone was talking to her and it was the man.

"I don't know. All of a sudden there was some bloke 'talking' to me." Sheila said. "I don't even know where he came from."

Cammy still didn't like the way he looked at Sheila and her.

Ally didn't want Sheila to get frustrated. She wanted her to focus on what she was about to do.

"Let's all take a table and clean up on blackjack." Ally said.

Sheila thought they could do it for starters. She wanted some bigger action. She hoped to get into a match up with the 'high rollers'. Not only did they have 'deep pockets', they seemed to have even deeper egos about how they were the best. They were wrong. She was superior to all of them in every way, well, except maybe for swimming. Swimming seemed like an unlikely event on the gambling room floor.

"I want to play poker too." Sheila said. "I can really clean up big there."

Cammy didn't think poker moved along very fast under normal circumstances. There were other places to go, and other things to see. She didn't want to get tied up in one spot. She didn't really care for the atmosphere of the place they were in. She couldn't quite place it, but it irritated her immensely the more she looked around at everything.

"Poker could take hours." Cammy said.

Sheila was a little irritated Ally and Cammy weren't a little more supportive. They weren't on any type of a timetable. They didn't need to sleep.

"What else do we need to do?" Sheila asked.

Cammy wanted to leave a little flexibility in their schedule.

"What if an operation develops?" Cammy asked.

Ally hoped it didn't, but she thought the answer was an easy one.

"Then we leave." Ally said. "Any funds we need to leave behind are all someone else's money anyway. It's nothing which actually matters to us."

Cammy looked around the casino floor. She just didn't like their current location. It gave off a different atmosphere than the casino across the street they just left. She didn't know what it was specifically, but she didn't really care for it. She wanted to run it by Sheila. She wanted to give Sheila some time to play first, and then they could go take care of business.

"Let's start on blackjack. We can stop by the 'Battered Women's Shelter' afterwards." Cammy said. "We can always come back, or go to a fancier place. I don't like the 'feel' of this place."

Cammy's statement made Sheila take notice and look around. It reminded her of when they were there before in the early days of Las Vegas. It was when they were on their temporal mission into the past. The current place was clearly fancier, but it was the 'feeling' it generated. Upon closer scrutiny, it dawned upon her what was radiated by everything around them. It looked like a Syndicate operation.

The details were blocked to her, along with most of what happened in the past. She could only remember she didn't like the Syndicate and she experienced more than a few 'run ins' with them before. Now she really wanted to win. She would like to provoke an incident if possible. If any 'whackers' wanted to mix it up, she was ready for a little 'fun'. She decided not to tip her hand. They could always do other things later. She would like to head for the richest gaming spot in the city if something developed.

"We can have John Henry tell us where the highest stakes game in town is at. He's monitoring all the security feeds." Sheila said. "We have millions in cash…."

Cammy didn't think it was a good idea. Besides, they didn't have the money with them. They would physically need to go retrieve it. There might be a few issues associated with it.

"Cameron has the money 'allocated'." Cammy said.

Sheila didn't see what the big deal was. They could easily increase the amount of money already there. It was only a matter of 'gaming' the system. There were three of them as well.

"We can double or triple it." Sheila said. "It won't take us long at all."

Cammy was still worried about Sheila. She wanted to make sure there weren't any problems with her. It was why she wanted her to start out simple. She was afraid if Sheila started to gamble big, and started to lose big, there would be some serious negative repercussions. She really didn't want to fight her way out of a casino in Las Vegas. They didn't have any weapons, but most likely they would acquire some along the way as they encountered various types of security personnel. They would probably sustain sheath damaged during the process and end up being shot more than a few times. She knew it wouldn't end well for anyone who damaged their sheath. It wasn't the direction she wanted things to go.

"First let's try the blackjack tables and then we can make a donation at the women's shelter." Cammy said. "Let's have some fun and keep it simple. I don't want any trouble."

Sheila wanted to make a nice donation for the Battered Women's Shelter.

"Give me a short time. I'll give you a few hundred thousand dollars." Sheila said.

Cammy didn't want Sheila to push it and blow it. There were certain rules to what they did. She didn't want Sheila to forget how they were supposed to play the 'game'.

"Remember, the gamble for us is to win smoothly, and not be accused of cheating, or get kicked out." Cammy said. "If we get caught or kicked out, it's the same as losing. They probably won't let us have any winnings either. I don't want to end up as a double loser over someone's mistakes."

Ally was a little worried Sheila might get sidetracked.

"Let's do it." Ally said. "This isn't a competition between us, but a win for the battered women. It's us against the house. From what I've observed, the house doesn't lose very often here. It makes me wonder what type of games they're playing."

Sheila wanted to win and not get caught doing it like Cammy said. She felt better now. She wasn't sure why she was a little off earlier. Maybe it was something about the casino. It was something she felt when she first looked at it when she crossed the street. There was the 'feeling' there was an old score she wanted to settle 'again'. It really didn't start to click until Cammy mentioned the atmosphere around them and who appeared to be in control of the casino.

The Syndicate tried to mix it up with them before in the past. Cammy and her were still standing. She was sure there were more than a few Syndicate thugs who weren't.

Sheila wondered if she thought of having one of the nearby atomic tests of the earlier time period they were in, 'happen' in the middle of Las Vegas by 'accident'. It would have taken Las Vegas off the map for a hundred years. The tests were done only about eighty miles to the west from Las Vegas. Somewhere it was in her head they put the grab on an H-bomb to do it. She was sure they were going to do it because they didn't like the way things were run in the town, and who appeared to control it.

She looked around. It was clear it never happened. She actually thought maybe it should have. She knew Las Vegas was a town which didn't need to exist. It certainly didn't need to exist in the middle of nowhere. It was too remote and isolated to be a Mecca for gambling and a tourist destination. The drive through the desert from any direction was slow and boring. Currently there were quite a few flights in and out from the local airport. It still would make more sense for this city to be located elsewhere in the nation, preferably a little closer to the coast.

The thought of an H-bomb still lingered in her mind. She would ask Cammy about it later. Maybe they did do it. What if they really did blow up Las Vegas with an H-bomb and it was one of the things they needed to go back and 'fix'. Maybe they only 'fixed it' because they needed the H-bomb for something else. Now she wondered what it would have been. She knew some of the H-bombs of the time period were incredibly massive. Anything above twenty megatons was considered a 'city killer'. She was aware they could have modified the bomb to be even more powerful. If they were to add different types of material to the weapon, they could increase the lifespan of the radiation. Cobalt was one of the things which came to her mind. There was never a large C-bomb built and tested. It was considered too dangerous.

It would seem it was pretty important to use the H-bomb for something else if they didn't wipe Las Vegas off the map when they should have. She knew there was an Air Force Base very close by. It didn't seem like it was too late to obtain another nuclear weapon and finish what they started when they were there in the past. Due to the very low Megaton yield of current weapons, they would need more than a few to ensure complete destruction and inhabitability of the city. It wouldn't bother her a bit. Where they were at, didn't need to exist. The people who went there to 'win the big one', didn't need to exist either.

Cameron always looked forward to reset her program and relive her wedding night again. She did it hundreds of times. Where she was currently at may be just another one of them, but this one was a little different. They were in a Honeymoon Suite. It was something she never was in before. She didn't go to the Honeymoon Suite in Mexico where John took Future Riley. She needed to suppress a glitch impulse as the thought crossed her mind.

She really would have liked for her 'first time' to have been in a Honeymoon Suite like this. She still didn't know if it actually was in the cold and dark bunker of Future John. She feared it was when she was first captured and deactivated. There could have been a group of twenty or thirty Resistance Fighters who 'used' her deactivated chassis before she was turned over for reprogramming. Even worse, they may have reprogrammed her as a 'Metal Whore'. If it were the case, she would have done all those acts willingly for twenty four hours a day. She felt a glitch impulse shoot through her hand as she thought about it all. She tried to refocus. She was here now with John and he was her 'first' she knew about.

John and Cameron made love once and John was tired out. Cameron wasn't about to let him get off so easy.

Cameron knew John needed to rest. It seemed once his 'power cell' was expended, it needed time to recharge. She couldn't help but think how all of the human females could go on all night long with each other and finish multiple times. It was clear to her the female body was vastly superior to the male body. She also knew from reading in Cosmo most of the encounters would leave the female short of the finish line. She really wondered why males thought it was something acceptable to the females. It wasn't.

When John 'finished', they rested.

John seemed he was almost ready again after an hour. He needed a little help.

Once she was able to 'start him up' again, she took over. She climbed on top of him. It was time to show him how it was done. She did everything and didn't stop even when he finished. She actually increased her speed to intensify his pleasure. It always pleased her greatly to watch John squirm around underneath her as she continued her motion.

Cameron was satisfied now since John and her shared together, and they enjoyed each other. She was very pleased they were able to do it in the Honeymoon Suite and she was able to wear her wedding dress again to do it. It wasn't what she planned at the beginning of the endeavor. It was a very nice consolation.

She figured John was good for one more 'adventure'. She was really going to need to work on building up his stamina and speed up his refractory time. She would devise a plan to do it and build him up slowly.

In another hour they tried again. John wanted to be on top this time.

Cameron lay on her back on the bed and watched the mirror on the ceiling as John ravished her chassis. She thought it looked like an 'attack' on her body. Then again, if the 'attack' was done properly, everyone 'won'.

John rolled off of Cameron and laid flat on the bed. He looked up at the mirror on the ceiling when he finished for the third time. He could see Cameron lying next to him as she stared up at the ceiling as well. The difference was, she seemed to look like she was a million miles away. He wondered where her mind was right now or who she might be thinking about. He wondered if she would tell him the truth. He didn't think it would hurt to try to find out. Maybe it would.

"What are you thinking about?" John asked.

There was no answer.

John wasn't sure if she would respond.

Cameron thought it over for a long time.

"I don't know." Cameron said.

It didn't sound good to John. He wanted a better answer.

"Are you thinking about 'us'?" John asked.

Cameron frowned a little bit before she answered.

"I did." Cameron said.

It was an answer, but not the whole answer. John wanted more. He decided to push it a little. He couldn't help but think about what Cammy speculated on earlier. Cameron told him it didn't happen. It was clear she wanted it to.

"What were you thinking about?" John asked. "Was it Savannah?"

Cameron thought about a multitude of many things. Savannah was one of them. She was still disappointed she wasn't able to share with Savannah in the same bed she was in with John now.

"I did at one point." Cameron said.

John wasn't sure what it meant.

"Is there a problem?" John asked.

Cameron really didn't want to talk about what was on her mind. It was very unsettling to her to even think about. She did need to think about it. It was one of the reasons why she was sent back in time in the first place. She tried very hard to defeat Skynet. She received a lot of damage to herself doing it. No matter what she destroyed, there was always more of it which seemed to pop back up. It was almost like some 'creepy for real' Hydra.

"I don't think we can win." Cameron blurted out.

John was sure there was a problem now. He wanted to see what she would say. Maybe something occurred he didn't know about. It was very possible. Cameron wasn't always forthcoming with all of the facts or information.

"Win what?" John asked.

Cameron felt she was given an impossible task to complete. It was very frustrating to her. The fact of what the task was only made it more so.

"I don't think we can defeat Skynet." Cameron said.

It wasn't where John thought the conversation was headed.

"We have so far." John said. "It's all thanks to you and all your hard work."

Cameron was pleased John acknowledged all of her effort and sacrifice. It currently wasn't the issue. She knew she was a machine, but it didn't matter. She knew she could only be lucky for so long. Everyone's luck ran out at some point. She was pretty close more than a few times. It bothered her immensely to know Savannah was next to her on several of those occasions. Savannah was next to her by choice and she wouldn't abandon her, even if it meant her own life.

Now she was with John. She knew he was done for several hours at this point. She wondered if it was the last time they would be together. It was what she always wondered when they finished for the night. She didn't want to tell John what her worry actually was, but felt maybe it was necessary.

"I'm always afraid now when we do 'this', it will be the last time we're 'together'." Cameron said. "I know I'm going to be destroyed."

John wanted to offer Cameron some hope and maybe something to look forward to.

"Would you still feel the same way if Savannah and Allison were here with us?" John asked.

John didn't specifically state which Allison it might be. At this point he would actually prefer it was Young Allison. She wouldn't be young forever. He really wanted what she could offer. He wanted to be the one to claim her virginity.

Cameron didn't know what was going to happen. She wasn't sure what would really make a difference or not.

"I don't know." Cameron said.

John would ask again just to make sure. Maybe he felt a little uneasy about his earlier 'encounter' with Cammy. If they weren't interrupted by the 'emergency', he would have 'mated' with Cammy when they were together earlier. It appeared she wanted it even more than he did.

He was worried earlier when they first opened the bed Cameron might detect his DNA was already there. Cameron didn't say anything at the time. He was sure things would have taken a very negative turn if Cameron knew for sure what almost happened. If she found out how close they actually were to completing the task, he was sure she would blow a fuse. It was going to happen. They were literally one second away from accomplishing it.

He didn't think John Henry changed the sheets, but it was a possibility. He also realized she may be saving the question for later if she didn't want to spoil the mood when she relived her first time. He wanted to focus on Cameron's desires, he already knew what his were.

"You haven't shared with Savannah yet?" John asked.

Cameron frowned again. It was a very frustrating subject for her.

"No. I've been close, like you have been to her, several times. Skynet always gets in the way." Cameron said. "Skynet always prevents me from having what I want the most."

The thought of Skynet irritated her immensely. She wanted to eradicate it from the face of the Earth in every timeline there was. She wanted to be the one to do it personally. She knew she might face termination to complete her task. It was a chance she was willing to take.

John was a little alarmed with the 'most' reference. He would have hoped it would have been him, but he knew Cameron moved beyond him long ago. The trouble was, she couldn't actually complete the move. It bothered him a lot by how dissatisfied she seemed at times. He really wondered how some things would play out.

"If I went and asked Savannah to come here now, would you be with her?" John asked.

Cameron looked over at John with complete seriousness. It was the first time she looked away from the mirror on the ceiling and directly at him.

"You've 'soiled' my sheath." Cameron said. "On Savannah's and my 'first time' I want to be 'fresh'. I don't want her first 'experience' of you, to be from me. Once the 'Natural Order' is established, then anything goes…. The four of us will share 'everything'."

John didn't like to see Cameron feel discouraged. He wanted to help her. He wanted her to find some joy in life.

"Cameron, if you want to 'clean up' I'll go get her." John said. "I want you to be happy."

Cameron was always troubled with the word 'happy' around John because of what he said to her before. She was on the bed next to him when he said it. It was made in a negative context about the nature of her existence. She didn't ask to be built or constructed. Someone else made the decision and activated her.

"John, I can't be h…." Cameron started.

John interrupted her. He knew what she was about to say and didn't want to hear it again. He knew it was another problem. Just like all of them, it came right back to him.

"Stop…." John said. "DON'T say it."

Cameron detected there was an opportunity to push her agenda. She decided she was going to do it. She was sent back to do a job and she wanted to complete it.

"John, what would make me 'happier' is if you were with her." Cameron said. "I want both of you together."

John wondered exactly what Cameron had in mind. He wondered if she just suggested a 'three way'. He wanted to make sure.

"Would you be there too?" John asked.

Cameron wasn't sure how Savannah would do if she was with a male. She wanted it to be special for Savannah however it was.

"No, I want her 'first time' to be special and alone, just the two of you." Cameron said. "Remember she's given natural birth twice, so don't 'look' for anything that can't still be there…. It's very rude."

John felt extremely guilty with Cameron's statement. It was directed squarely at him. He did try to 'look' and see if Cameron was 'used' or not previously on their 'first time'. He thought he was clandestine about it as he did 'other things' down there.

"I'm sorry about what happened…." John said.

Cameron was very troubled now. She didn't know what her history was with complete certainty. All she knew for sure was the current time line that she was in. She still believed it was only one of many.

"John, I don't know how many lives I've lived." Cameron said. "I still believe you were always the first, even if it was in another life or another timeline…."

John felt very guilty at this point. He knew he made Cameron feel less than whole by his actions.

"Cameron, I still love you no matter what." John said.

Cameron was very frustrated by the events she couldn't control. Things which may have happened to her at the hands of others weren't her fault. She didn't do them willingly, if they even happened.

"I think this is my original chassis and I think my 'special area' is the only part of my sheath which still remains. I believe it was what I was constructed with." Cameron said. "You've seen SOME of the damage I've endured in this timeline alone."

John did think of some of the horrific damage to Cameron. The 'area' she spoke of was about the most protected area on her body.

"I can see your point, if you've already done this a half dozen times." John said. "It would be impossible for much else to be original."

Cameron wanted to push her agenda. She thought John might be a little bit more pliable at this time.

"Can I bring her, John? Can I go get Savannah?" Cameron asked. "Would you do this for me?"

John was a little worried which direction events would turn. He didn't want anyone to feel like they needed to do something. He wanted any decisions to be of their own free will.

"It has to be her choice." John said. "I know her 'preference' is for females. I respect it. She may not like what 'happens'. It actually bothers me quite a bit when I think about it. I don't want to be the source of a negative experience for someone."

Cameron was very worried about it as well. Savannah promised she would do what she needed to do, when she needed to do it to protect John.

"She will still try it." Cameron said. "When she has OUR child, she wants a traditional conception 'procedure'."

John looked over at Cameron with her last statement. He wondered where it came from.

"It has to be the most unromantic terminology I've ever heard referring to love making." John said. "I think you really want a baby from Allison - Young Allison."

It was what Cameron wanted. The child would be in 'her image'. It would really be half of her DNA. She was aware of what Savannah would allow and not allow when it came to children. Savannah made her wishes very clear to her. She understood why Savannah was so adamant. She saw the pain and suffering Savannah went through to leave two of her children in two different futures. Savannah didn't want any other female to experience the same pain and grief.

"I do." Cameron said. "Savannah won't allow it. She said I can't breed Young Allison. Savannah said she will have as many children as WE want, but I'm NEVER to take Young Allison's child from her, or from anyone else either. You and Young Allison may have a child, but it will remain HER child."

John wondered exactly how extensive some of the conversations actually were between Cameron and the girls.

"You've talked about it a lot, I see." John said.

Cameron did talk with her girls. There were some things she inadvertently did which ended up creating some problems for Savannah.

"We have, John." Cameron said. "We've talked about everything. Savannah was very lonely for so long. I made her feel like I did - do. I kept her too isolated. I regret it very much."

John was a little troubled when Cameron said 'did' and then added 'do'. As far as Savannah went, he thought everything was under control.

"You fixed it." John said.

Cameron tried to make up for it. It was for when she forced Savannah into lonely isolation. Now Savannah was able to share with 'everyone'. She wanted for Savannah to be able to share with as many females as possible.

"Yes, I did." Cameron said. "I've allowed her to feel and share as much love as she desires. It's what I want for her. I love her, John. Want her to be happy and feel loved."

John felt it was one goal Cameron certainly accomplished.

"Now Savannah is the most loved and desired person by everyone." John said. "I love her too, Cameron."

Cameron looked towards the balcony window. She knew it was very late.

"It will be daylight in a few hours." Cameron said.

John wanted to get a little sleep. He was pretty beat and exhausted.

"I'm tired." John said. "I hope I can do it one more time."

Cameron really wanted to bring Savannah to the Honeymoon Suite so she could be with John. She was sure under normal circumstances John would be so excited, he would finish within thirty seconds. She felt she provided him with enough sexual activity already to delay any further finishes by a little extra time, no matter how excited he was. She didn't want to seem too rude when she pointed it out.

"Knowing you're her 'first' should get you there. You won't 'finish' in two minutes this way now." Cameron said. "I want her to enjoy her time with you. I don't want her to feel 'used'."

Cameron decided not to mention to John there were times he made her feel like a 'depository' while she was left unsatisfied and hadn't finished. She didn't want to start a fight. Not in the Honeymoon Suite.

John now wondered if this was what Cameron planned all along. She even took over tonight when he was tired so he could 'finish' several more times. After already expending himself three times, it was going to take a little longer on the fourth time. There was no way he could finish in two minutes, even if he tried.

It sure seemed like Cameron 'prepared' him to be with Savannah.

Cameron got up and put the bathrobe on lying the floor. She carefully picked up her wedding dress.

"John, I'm going to go get your 'real wife'." Cameron said and slipped out.

John looked at himself in the mirror on the ceiling.

What was going to happen next?

If Cameron was the one to physically put Savannah in his bed, it was clear it was what she truly wanted. Was Savannah his 'real wife'? Was Allison - Young Allison his 'real wife'?

He would need to make sure it's what Savannah really wanted. As much as he wanted to be her 'first', he didn't want to take it from her if she wasn't really ready for it. It needed to be her choice.

He really wondered what it was going to be like after being with Cameron for so many years.

He didn't want to think about the past. What was done was done.

Yesterday was gone.

Life was for the living, for today and tomorrow.

John stared at himself in the mirror on the ceiling….

Who was he?

What had he become?

Where was everything headed?

Tomorrow never arrived.

When it did, it was always 'today'.

It didn't take long for tomorrow to become yesterday.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

It's Hot Out

Tomorrow is yet to be
Yesterday already was
It appears some seem to think
It matters not what one does

They say to live in the moment
Experience life in the now
What's done is done
It doesn't matter anyhow

Never think twice
Don't ever look back
Someone else can clean up
For those knocked off the track

Full speed ahead
It matters not rocks or fog
Leave it to the fools
To drown in life's daily slog

Burning fire or cold as ice
You are filled with doubt
Let me clue you in
It's hot out

Nobody