Chapter 1081

Bad Example

Sheila and Ally arrived at Cameron's base and checked out the female prisoner. It was clear Cameron, or one of her Terminators, already 'worked' on the prisoner. She was a bloody wreck. She was beaten severely for answers. She was still alive.

Ally looked at the area her battered body was in.

"Who is going to clean up this mess?" Ally asked.

Sheila looked a little uneasy. She briefly considered doing some of her 'personal handiwork'. She could make the female scream a little more than she obviously already did. She could always make them scream a little more, even when they were 'done'. She didn't know what the prisoner was already questioned on. There was no place for her to start, other than to dish out more violence and cruelty. The current scene right now wasn't her doing. She didn't want to have to fool with it either.

"Not us." Sheila said. "Let's go."

Ally looked around at the mess again. It was bad enough to clean up after Sheila. The current situation looked like even more of a hassle. The prisoner was obviously questioned 'Terminator style'. It was always done with the superior strength of a Terminator. Blows could break bones. Internal organs could be ruptured. They often were bounced off of the walls.

"I think it's a 'cleaner termination' when you 'work' on them." Ally said. "Besides, we're lovers, not custodians."

Sheila smiled. She enjoyed her 'work'. At least she used to.

"I concentrate on a few areas." Sheila said. "Some things matter a little more to people than other things do. They are very reluctant to see them go. I make sure they see it too. When I start in, it lets them know what's coming. Well, I guess it's something which won't happen anymore, at least not very easily."

Ally could see Sheila look the female over and think about something.

"Are you going to do anything to her?" Ally asked. "She's still alive. She'll know what you do to her. I know you like to do it."

Sheila already thought about it but didn't feel like doing it, at least not today. She thought of a plausible excuse.

"Cameron has forbidden me from some practices." Sheila said. "I don't want her to do them to me."

Ally cringed a little at the thought. She thought it was extreme, even for Cameron. She knew females weren't the only ones Sheila worked on.

"What if it was a male?" Ally asked. "It would be a stretch. Well, maybe not for long. Now there's another one."

Sheila looked at the female prisoner again. She lightly moistened her lips. She didn't like what she was called by the female prisoner on her transport to Cameron's base earlier. She was tempted again to 'work' on her. She would make sure she was conscious and then go to 'work' on the rest of her body. She needed to clear her mind.

"She said it would be the 'closest parts' equivalent to what the males have." Sheila said. "Let's go before I get tempted. Actually I'm already tempted. Let's just go."

Sheila reached up and touched her heart through her sheath. They quickly left the area.

Ally knew a few days ago Sheila would have 'worked' on the prisoner before leaving. She knew I didn't take her very long. Today she didn't even look back. It was clear there was a change going on inside Sheila. It was positive too. She didn't know how long it would last.

"Let's blow this place." Ally said. "If anyone wants us to stay and do something, now it's their chance to make it known. If not, we're going to back up Savannah and Young Allison."

Sheila and Ally didn't receive any new orders or indication to stay where they were and finish up with anything. They didn't really get any clearance to do anything, but there was nothing to stop them either from doing what they intended. They left Cameron's base. They headed for the airport.

On the way there Sheila decided she wanted to do something for Cameron and John. It also might have the long term effect of preventing Cameron from disfiguring her. She was going to allow Cameron to use her chassis to be with John. She hoped it would show Cameron she loved both John and her.

Sheila decided to make it extra special for Cameron and John on top of it. She wouldn't be with John Henry first. She would allow Cameron to give her virginity to John, with Cameron in control of her chassis. She hoped Cameron would share the file with her afterwards. If Cameron did, she would have the experience, even if it wasn't her experience. It was still her chassis.

She tried to tell herself she was a machine so it shouldn't really matter. Her sheath was already Resequenced from its original appearance. There was no way to know what occurred with the original owner of the chassis while they were under Skynet's control. They could have been on a deep undercover mission and been involved sexually with one or more individuals. It was possible they could have been a Metal Whore before they were sent on their mission into the past. She hoped all those thoughts would somehow ease her mind a little bit. They didn't. They actually made everything worse as it piled up in her mind.

Ally looked over at Sheila and could tell she was 'somewhere else'. She wondered what new plot Sheila was dreaming up. She would be very surprised when she found out about Sheila's plan. She didn't think many females would go for it. She knew it wouldn't be her first choice, or would it?

The B-25 sat idling on the tarmac. Everything was checked and ready to go.

Young Allison was behind Savannah and Cameron on the jump seat.

Derek was behind her. He watched everything. They all wore headphones. They could unplug the headphone from the station they were at, and go to the next position on the plane and plug it in to reconnect.

Savannah obtained permission from the tower to head down the taxiway to the north end of the runway for take off. They passed by a 'Great War', or 'World War One', themed restaurant. A few people there rushed to the fence to watch them pass. Cameron previously took both Young Allison and her there for 'Sunday Brunch'. It was a nice place with a nice view. The food was pretty good too. She wasn't the one who needed to pay for it, but she thought it was a little pricey for what it was. It didn't really matter since the best part of going there was the view. They could usually see a Warbird either take off or land. Most often it was a P-51 Mustang.

Two planes landed while they waited on the taxiway. She waited her turn for clearance to turn onto the runway. It gave her a chance to further check all of her instruments and gauges. There was always a lot of motion and vibration as the engines idled when the plane sat still. The engines wanted to open up. They wanted to unleash their power. The plane wanted to be in the air.

When Savannah received her clearance she rolled around and lined up with the runway for take off. She ran the engines up to make sure everything was good. She stood on the brakes as she ran the power up. They both checked the instruments.

Cameron quickly checked with the rest of the crew members. She gave Savannah a 'thumbs up'. Everyone was secure and ready for takeoff.

Savannah released the brakes and firewalled the throttles as the Mitchell rapidly moved along the runway Anyone within earshot or eyesight of the runway turned their head to look. It was the unmistakable sound of a Warbird back in action. The thunderous roar of the engines and exhaust commanded respect and authority.

The B-25 thundered down the runway. Savannah didn't push it too hard. It was airborne halfway to the tower. She stayed a hundred feet above the runway in a very slow climb as air speed was built up.

As she neared the end of the runway, she went into an aggressive climb. She traded speed for altitude. She made her turn to the west this time. She didn't fly over the area where Cameron tried to 'get out' of the other aircraft before. It was an episode she hoped never to repeat. It was still unnerving to think about.

Derek asked Young Allison if she wanted the Navigator's position nose position. She told him to take it for now. Anna came over the top of the bomb bay from the rear fuselage and took up station in the top turret. Cammy was in the tail gun position. Gail watched both sides from the waist gun positions.

They used VFR and didn't want any surprises. John Henry and CamNet would be all over every type of radar in the area to alert them of any aircraft in the vicinity. Other aircraft would be directed away from their flight path.

Derek went through the crawl way into the nose. He secured himself in the Navigator seat and plugged back into the com system. He checked out the view. He soon noted they were about to pass over the area where Cameron attacked the Syndicate vehicles which pursued him the other day. He was sure it wasn't a coincidence. Maybe it was and it allowed Cameron a target of opportunity as she flew with the girls. He really didn't see how Cameron could have orchestrated any of it.

He thought back on his observation as Savannah took off and flew the plane. It always blew him away all the things Cameron taught her, and now Young Allison. He knew one thing for sure. He watched both Vanna and Allison from a younger age and Savannah and Young Allison were way beyond them in everything he could think of. It seemed the only people who could do more than Savannah, and most likely Young Allison, were Terminators.

He wasn't around Summer very often, but he could tell she might be the ultimate prodigy if everything was cultivated. He often heard whispers about the similarities between Summer and River. He didn't have a clue himself. He knew rumors were never anything good to base things on. He always thought one's actions would speak for them better than anything else.

Derek soon spotted the ocean in the distance. They were just about 'feet wet' only a few minutes after take off. He enjoyed his time in the B-25 before and he enjoyed this opportunity now as well. He always liked to see the ocean. It wasn't something he was able to do very often in the past, the future. There didn't appear to be much coastal fog at all. He would check with the others in a short while and see if anybody else wanted to sit in the nose. It really was a fantastic view.

Savannah checked all her instruments. Everything was in good order. She checked the map and her heading. Cameron previously gave her some instructions.

"I'll climb to eight thousand feet over the water before we get to the Channel Islands." Savannah said.

Young Allison hoped to get some target practice in. She thought she did very well with the limited amount of practice she was able to experience. She didn't want to seem like a bother, but she did want her desires known. She really wanted some yoke time however she could get it.

"Can we do gunnery practice again?" Young Allison asked.

Cameron wanted Savannah to know they were going to switch copilots. She looked over at Savannah and Savannah nodded.

Young Allison noticed. She hoped Cameron was going to let her fly.

Cameron looked at Young Allison and unbuckled. She got up out of the copilot's seat.

"Oh, boy…." Young Allison said.

Cameron motioned for her to come forward.

Young Allison climbed into the copilot's seat. She adjusted it and strapped in.

Cameron checked to make sure both of them were secure.

Savannah took that as a cue there may be some aggressive flying ahead. She wanted to verify everyone else was properly restrained.

"We need to make sure Derek and the others are secure before we do any maneuvering." Savannah said.

Cameron decided to take care of it. She wanted to see if Derek would like to try something new.

"I'll check Derek out and then I'll load the guns." Cameron said.

Anna went back over the top of the bomb bay. She checked on Gail and Cammy in the rear fuselage. She told them they may perform some mild aerobatics and do some target practice.

John hoped to find out what Cameron was up to before she did it. She didn't inform him very well about what her plans were. He usually only found out about them after the event was concluded. He was sure he only knew about a small percentage of the things she actually did. He'd asked John Henry to look into it earlier.

"What did you find?" John asked.

John Henry was as surprised as he wasn't about what he found. There obviously was some manipulation by Cameron through CamNet about her future plans for today.

"I think it's a little out of the ordinary. There have been a number of permits created. CamNet has filed and already 'approved' them herself. There are numerous movie filming locations with multiple cities and with the FAA for aerial filming." John Henry said. "Everything is backdated, even as far as a couple of months ago. I can see special permits were actually created by CamNet, so CamNet could apply for them, and then approve them herself.

John hoped Savannah would be the moderating factor in Cameron's, or Young Allison's decisions. He was aware of how much the same Young Allison and Cameron actually were. He was pretty sure once she was an older teenager, she was going to be very hard to control by anyone. He hoped Savannah's love would be strong enough to do it in a positive way.

"Savannah will keep everyone in check." John said. "Young Allison will push it, and Cameron will really push it otherwise. Savannah will be the voice of reason and hopefully moderation."

John Henry was aware Young Allison's actions were a direct result of her 'Terminator upbringing'. She was trained to achieve the best result possible in any situation. It often might involve extreme measures to accomplish it.

"Young Allison will push it because it's what Cameron has taught her. It's been part of her instruction since Cameron 'took control' of Young Allison." John Henry said. "You witnessed Young Allison's input on the operations. You have seen some of the things she set into motion. It's been everything from an H-bomb explosion in the bottom of a mine, to pitting the Syndicate and the Cartel against each other."

John saw it a different way. He wasn't pleased at the way Cameron 'took over' Young Allison's life. He knew if they hadn't entered the Young family's lives, all of them would be leading a very different life currently. He was sure they all would have enjoyed a much happier and pleasant life than what they currently experienced.

It made him wonder if Claire would still be married to her husband Paul. Currently she no longer was. It made her 'available' to him. He really wondered how much Cameron was involved with the decision for Claire to do it. He was aware of everything Cameron made 'available' to Claire. He really wondered where Young Allison would be right now otherwise. There is one thought which always crept back up into the front of his mind. It wasn't a pleasant one either.

"You mean Cameron 'stole' Young Allison from her mother." John said. "It's way more than training and instruction."

John Henry believed there were several ways to view it. He didn't think learning to survive in a Skynet future was a bad thing in the long run. They still had no idea if Judgment Day would happen or not. They worked hard to prevent it. It didn't mean it wouldn't still happen.

"Cameron only 'borrows' her." John Henry said. "Her chances of survival in a Skynet future are many times greater now than before."

John Henry didn't think now was a good time to point out the alternate future John created and the abuse which occurred to all the females in the alternate future.

John didn't want to go there. He looked forward to being away with Cameron on the cruise. He thought about operations in his absence. He wanted there to be others involved with the operations which occurred in the Command Center.

"When I'm on my cruise, I know you and CamNet can run everything." John said. "I'd like the human input from Young Allison or Savannah. I don't really want to say I want them to do my job, but I would still like one of them present."

John Henry thought Young Allison would want to be in her bunker. He thought she might prefer the solitude it offered and continued the separation between her family and her.

"Young Allison will operate out of the Young bunker, with Anna and CamNet." John Henry said. "Savannah can take your place here. Derek, Kyle, and Sarah should all take turns."

John Henry believed Vanna, Allison, and Jesse should all spend some time as well. They were all trained Resistance fighters. They could look at situations and 'read' them from their experience. He thought it was better not to mention it and see if he could work them in himself. He would enjoy working with each of them individually or in pairs. Riley should be able to spend some time as well. He would actually like to see her in action. He believed there was a lot of potential there which was never properly utilized. He didn't agree with the reason why either.

There was an underlying worry for John. He thought he should address it. He wanted Savannah and Young Allison safe, at least as safe as possible. He didn't want someone to move the goalposts when he wasn't around to say anything. He understood it was a strong possibility.

"I don't want those girls in combat if anything develops." John said. "I want to use our Terminators, and ask CamNet to use her Terminators whenever possible to keep them from being in the battle zone."

It was clear to John Henry what would happen if a situation arose. Savannah would step up and assume Cameron's role. Cammy would most likely be at her side. She would do everything Cameron would normally do, but Savannah would be the one who called the shots. He also knew if things turned bad, Cammy would take the heat. It was understandable. He thought it was the reality John should understand.

"Savannah will lead a force of Terminators if the need arises." John Henry said. "I think we both understand there's no stopping it."

John knew it was true too. It wasn't what he wanted to hear. Savannah would step up. Cammy or Cam would become 'Cameron' in her absence. It was a role both of them were built for.

"I'm afraid of it." John said. "It worries me greatly. I don't want Savannah endangered. I want her protected as much as possible."

John Henry didn't think it would be a problem. He was aware every Terminator would want to go on whatever mission she went on.

"There will be plenty of volunteers." John Henry said.

John was sure it would become a problem, even if it wasn't actually a problem. He wanted to get back to where the plane was at now. He wanted to know what they were up to.

"Are you tracking their flight?" John asked.

John Henry was a little surprised he could still track them.

"CamNet hasn't blocked anything, yet." John Henry said.

John wanted a better location. He wanted an exact location.

"Where are they?" John asked as he looked at one screen.

John Henry pointed to a specific spot on the satellite map overlay.

"Over here." John Henry said.

John could see right away they were out over the ocean. He wondered where they were headed.

"It's not the way to Palmdale." John said.

John Henry didn't know what their route would be.

"It looks like they're taking the long way." John Henry said.

John looked over at John Henry and frowned. He thought it was the long way all right. It was the opposite direction.

"They're headed for the Channel Islands." John said.

John Henry thought the girls would like to get as much flight time in as possible. He was aware it was a treat for them to be in such an aircraft and able to fly it.

"I think they're going to have a long flight." John Henry said.

John knew the B-25 possessed 'long legs'. He wasn't exactly sure how far. He remembered reading the Mitchell was popular with drug runners in the Sixties and Seventies before they switched to smaller modified jets. He didn't remember where he read it. He wanted to get an idea exactly how far they could go.

"What's the range on a B-25?" John asked.

John Henry was aware it depended upon a series of variables.

"It's at least twelve hundred miles, even with some 'hot dogging'." John Henry said. "With auxiliary fuel tanks in the bomb bay, they could get two thousand miles out of it, if they flew lean."

John wondered where they would end up.

"They could cover half the nation." John said. "They could go to a lot of Canada and most of Mexico."

John Henry didn't think it would be a problem if they carried an auxiliary fuel tank in the bomb bay.

"It seems they could do all of those easily." John Henry said. "I don't think they're going to overdo it. I don't know it for sure."

John knew anything was possible when Cameron was involved. He now wondered if this wasn't actually a 'live mission' by Cameron.

"Are there any Skynet related targets Cameron can hit?" John asked. "Do you know if she's headed to any of them?"

John Henry made a quick update. He would need more information to come up with a positive answer. There wasn't any.

"There are no hard targets I'm aware of." John Henry said.

John saw the plane vanish from his monitor after he asked the question. It wasn't a good indication.

"Where did they go?" John asked. "They disappeared from the tracking."

John Henry checked and CamNet informed him the mission was now 'dark'.

"CamNet has blocked further monitoring." John Henry said. "She didn't care for all of the speculation or the questioning of Savannah's and Young Allison's integrity."

John was now worried he was going to trigger some type of combat reaction.

"Beautiful." John said. "Absolutely beautiful…."

John wondered what folly Cameron would subject the girls to. Savannah with Cameron was bad enough. Young Allison being there too only made it worse. He was very worried about her safety. He was worried about the safety of all of them actually. He didn't want to be the one who needed to explain things to her mother if anything bad happened to Young Allison.

"Have you experienced any progress with our TDE?" John asked.

John Henry tilted his head slightly. He realized John wanted to run a Temporal Rescue Mission if it became necessary. He hoped it wouldn't be required.

"I'm always working on it." John Henry said. "I know where we can get help if we need it. There is another."

Derek was in the nose of the B-25. It was almost hard for him to believe he was, but he knew where he currently sat. He took in the view. The sound was exhilarating to him as well. He offered the nose position to anyone who wanted it. He was surprised when Cameron came down and made sure he was strapped in.

"Who's flying?" Derek asked.

Cameron answered without any hesitation. She didn't think it would be a problem for anyone.

"Young Allison is." Cameron said. "She's as proficient as she is competent."

Derek wasn't surprised.

"She's amazing." Derek said.

Cameron was proud of her girls.

"She's a quick learner, they both are." Cameron said.

Cameron didn't tell him Anna and Cammy went over every maneuver and scenario with Savannah and Young Allison in their sleep many times. They did it with everything, including academic studies. Everything the girls needed to do was already in their heads. It would pop up when it was needed. It was the hope anyway.

"I'm setting up the guns for live fire." Cameron said.

Derek saw it as a learning opportunity.

"Can I help with it?" Derek asked. "I'd like to learn."

Cameron expected him to want to do more already. She was very pleased when he was the one who suggested it.

"If you'd like to help you can." Cameron said. "I'll get the first one hot. You can watch me and then do the other three. You've handled, loaded, and operated similar weapons. It's a little different scenario, but everything is still the same."

Derek followed Cameron out through the crawl way. He thought the view behind Cameron wasn't too bad either. He knew he shouldn't think about her in such a way, but it was pretty hard not to. He knew beauty when he saw it. They all did.

They exited the crawl way and went to work.

Claire was aware she became very promiscuous. There was more sex and love making now in her life than ever before. It was also the most rewarding and fulfilling as well. Sometimes she wondered if Cameron used sex to control her. If it was the goal, it worked.

"I feel bad sometimes about the example I'm setting for my girls." Claire said.

Hanna didn't see it as a problem. The future already happened. It would happen again.

"I wouldn't worry about it." Hanna said. "Young Allison's destiny is already known."

Young Allison wasn't the only one Claire needed to worry about. She had more than one daughter.

"I do worry about it." Claire said. "At least for Summer I do."

Claire didn't want the future to overtake both of her girls prematurely.

Hanna, like every Terminator, would protect all of the girls in the Resistance from being abused in the future. It was one thing Cameron stressed to all of them. After Judgment Day, it would be their top priority, along with protecting them from everything else. No one wanted to see the girls held down by a group of men as they each took a 'turn'.

"They'll all have a choice." Hanna said. "What happened to the girls from the future will never happen to them."

It was a reminder to Claire what Cameron would do to protect them from such a terrible fate. At some point her daughter may want something different than planned. She wondered if she would still have a free choice in it. She knew it was a subject she should stay away from, but she couldn't. She needed to know.

"What if My Allison decides she wants something different than what's 'scheduled'?" Claire asked.

Hanna felt it was impossible. She didn't know how things would play out, but she did know one thing for certain. It was the same in every timeline.

"She will not." Hanna said. "Savannah and her are destined to be together. Everything else may be different or change, but Savannah and Young Allison will always be together."

Claire knew from experience sometimes girls get 'curious' for other things.

"What about John or someone else?" Claire said. "Everyone wants to 'experiment' once they start. I know not everyone is satisfied with what they try, so they try a little more in the hopes it will be something better, or they actually want."

Hanna didn't like the current train of thought. She was aware it's what happened to all of the Metal girls. They all wanted to 'experiment'. They were soon all with each other and every female in the Resistance who was willing and available.

"I don't think this is something you should worry about." Hanna said. "Everyone will have what they want."

Claire was afraid she was being controlled through sex. She tried to avoid the issue, but needed to ask.

"Am I being manipulated or blinded by all the sex and choices available to me?" Claire asked. "I don't feel I'm being used at all, but I feel like I'm being allowed to run wild."

Claire actually felt she was encouraged to run wild.

Hanna didn't see it as anything 'bad'. She knew life was about choices. Every choice Claire made was her own choice. She could choose not to do anything she was reluctant to engage in.

"Has anyone 'forced' you or 'made' you do anything you didn't want to do?" Hanna asked. "Aren't you free to do nothing at all if it's what you desire?"

Claire felt so much was available with a good variety it was impossible not to reach out and try everything. Who could resist such a selection of beautiful and willing females? It didn't matter if they were a human or a Terminator. They were still beautiful and they were still females. Best of all was they were all willing. She felt she lacked self control.

"No." Claire said. "It's my whole point. I'm like a kid in a candy store. I can have anything or anyone I want at any time and it is all good."

Claire believed all the females were like a drug. The more she experienced, the more she wanted. It was more than just wanted. It was needed. She knew at this point she was 'hooked'. She was addicted to the sex and love. She was a 'sex junkie'.

Hanna didn't think Claire should dwell on her actions. She thought she should look into her heart instead. She knew it was the mind but still humans thought of love in a different manner.

"Don't you feel love?" Hanna asked. "What does your heart tell you?"

Claire's heart and mind both told her it was the most satisfying and beautiful time in her life.

"It tells me I have more of everything than I ever experienced in my life." Claire said. "I feel more love, I love more, and I've never been so satisfied with everything."

Happiness, fulfillment, and contentment all seemed like good things to Hanna. She thought it was a fair 'trade' for Young Allison.

"Are you happy with everything?" Hanna asked.

Claire still didn't want to 'lose' Summer, but was pretty sure it already happened. It was just not evident. No one, including Summer, made a point to display the fact.

"I'm happy as long as Summer isn't taken from me." Claire said.

Hanna tilted her head slightly.

"Nobody has ever taken anything from you." Hanna said.

Claire felt differently about it. She thought it was a matter of perspective. She was a mother and she could see her daughter wanted to live her life elsewhere. She saw it for a long time. She wanted her future ahead of time. Maybe some of her friends in school wanted it too. They all made bad choices. It was still different with Young Allison. She was ready for a future filled with violence and death. It bothered her because it didn't bother Young Allison.

"My Allison has been 'gone' a long time in reality, even if she was right in front of me for most of it." Claire said.

Hanna thought it went back to what life was about. Life was about choices. Young Allison made her own choices. She may have had a few suggestions from 'conditioning', but she was still the master of her own direction. Her own free will was capable of overriding any 'suggestion' she ever heard.

"Young Allison is a remarkable human being." Hanna said. "The choices she makes are her own at this point. I know you know it."

Hanna could see Claire was starting to show symptoms of 'withdrawal'. It was time for another 'fix'. She wasn't so sure it was just Claire, or any of the girls who were 'controlled' through sex. She also felt the need and desire herself on her own. She didn't see it as a problem or a shortcoming. She saw it as something beautiful.

Hanna kissed Claire deeply.

"Let's make love again before Bob starts the firearm's training." Hanna said.

Claire wanted it. She wanted the love, and she wanted the sex. Every morning when she woke up she wanted more. It seemed no matter how much she received, it was never enough.

Being at the base allowed her multiple partners several times a day. Anything she wanted or desired was available in any quantity she wanted it. Soon Hanna made her worries all disappear.

Claire remembered what Jesse told her before. It was their only escape from the Hell of the future. She thought it was a pretty good escape from any of her problems in the present. Nothing else mattered at this point in time. There was only the goal of the 'finish' and how many could be achieved one after another.

Allison watched Vanna nurse Precious. She really liked the changes to Vanna's body. She liked the fullness of Vanna's breasts. She saw plenty of withered breasts in the future. Vanna and hers were always perfect with no sag or droop. It was something they thought about, but never talked about. People couldn't help how they were. They still knew beauty when they saw it. They always saw beauty in each other.

"I can't believe how big your breasts are now." Allison said. "You're the same size Savannah was."

Vanna was aware it took her some time to get there. She hoped to get larger but doubted it. It was something she actually worked on with Cam. She tried everything to get larger but she thought she was at the pinnacle currently.

"I am her. We're the same person." Vanna said. "I've experienced a lot of 'help'. It's increased my production."

Allison wondered when Vanna would stop lactating.

"Do you know how long it will last?" Allison asked. "It stops soon."

Vanna didn't know the answer to the question. She thought it depended upon the individual and circumstances, but as far as it went normally, there didn't seem to be any specific time limit.

"This isn't our future. Things are different here. It can last for years." Vanna said. "It's up to you."

Allison wasn't exactly sure what it meant.

"Why would it be up to me?" Allison asked.

"When your baby, 'our baby', is no longer a baby, you can still keep me in production." Vanna said. "My body can finally do something it was designed to do. I may be sterile, but I can still nurse. Nobody says it needs to be a baby either. I'll still be good to go if we decide to have additional children."

Allison touched her lower abdomen. She was sure she would fail again. She wasn't even sure how many times she tried. She didn't want to know. It was too painful to think about. She wondered if it would make a difference if she was able to get pregnant in the traditional manner. She knew how it worked. It didn't matter. Everything needed to be in place and it didn't matter how it got there. It mattered if it stayed there.

"I really wish I knew what was going to happen." Allison said.

Vanna didn't know if it was such a good idea. There were a lot of variables in life.

"I think it's better if we don't know." Vanna said. "Look at Savannah and Young Allison."

The scenario actually bothered Allison more than a little. What happened in her future wasn't exactly the same as what happened in Cameron's future.

"Cameron has planned out their lives from day one." Allison said.

Vanna didn't think all of the blame or credit fell on Cameron for it.

"It may actually be Future John's fault." Vanna said.

Allison knew what the constant was in all of the futures. It was Vanna and her.

"Maybe it's our fault." Allison said.

Vanna switched Precious to her other breast.

"When Precious is done, we'll see if it's anyone's 'fault'." Vanna said.

Allison bent down and gave Vanna a kiss.

"I can hardly wait." Allison said.

Vanna knew Allison liked to take matters into her own hands.

"Don't start without me." Vanna said.

Allison smiled to herself. Vanna knew her very well.

"You know I like to get 'warmed up'." Allison said.

Allison actually liked to knock off a quick one herself before things got started. She would be in a super high state of arousal then. It always increased her pleasure. She didn't always have the time or opportunity to do it. Whenever she did have the time, it was something she liked to do.

It didn't look like she was going to have the time right now. She figured Vanna would be available soon enough so it didn't really matter. Vanna could always provide her with what she needed. Vanna always provided her with what she wanted. Vanna took good care of her. She loved Vanna more than anything.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Bad Example

Do as you say
Not as you do
Seems to be the case
When it applies to me and you

That's not equal
That's not fair
That's not the way
To show that you care

You'd better listen up
It's time for some advice
You need to bend some
Allow a little sacrifice

You need to think about
What's already been done
Then you'll understand
Why you now have none

It's time to act
The warnings have been ample
It's time to atone for
Your bad example

Nobody