Chapter 1083

Vector

Ally and Sheila were headed towards the airport in Van Nuys. Both of the Metal girls reflected on past events and where they were at right now in time. They both felt they experienced a lot of growth and change. A lot of it was due to their interaction with Savannah and Young Allison.

They were on their way to pick up a plane so they could shadow the girls. They cleared it with CamNet and she made all the arrangements.

Sheila and Ally entered the airport and drove right up to the hangar. They parked outside directly in front of the 'half-track'. There were about twenty ammo cans neatly stacked next to it.

The 'TF-51 Mustang' was sitting on the ramp. It was warmed up and fueled. It was technically a P-51 Mustang modified for dual control. They all referred to it as a P-51 Mustang. It caused less confusion among others. Most individuals were unaware of the dual control modifications done in more recent times.

Ally usually allowed Sheila to take the lead on everything. She hoped to get some stick time in on the Mustang. She didn't want to make a big deal about it, but she was still a little worried about Sheila's driving on the way to the airport.

"Who's going to fly?" Ally asked.

Sheila liked to be dominant. She usually was. She could tell Ally wanted to fly also. She seemed to feel a little more gracious than she normally did. Normally everything was done 'her way'. She liked to keep Ally in her place. It was second place.

"I am." Sheila said. "But we can take turns. The P-51 is a 'TF-51 conversion' with dual controls for training. We will both have a stick."

Ally waited for Sheila to switch to some sexual connotation but she didn't. It seemed rather unusual in itself. She didn't want to make any comments because Sheila might take them as suggestions and do them anyway. She didn't want the plane controlled in some type of perverse manner. She could think of one or two applications which would be a little extreme.

Even though the plane was ready to go, they both did a quick 'once around' to make sure everything looked in order. It did.

Ally wanted Sheila secure in case they did any aerobatics. She didn't want Sheila to overlook her safety equipment if she wasn't operating at one hundred percent.

"Don't forget to strap in." Ally said.

Sheila looked at Ally and smiled. Her statement reminded her of something else.

"I would rather use a 'strap-on'." Sheila said.

Ally knew it was something Sheila got carried away with.

"You have several times." Ally said.

Sheila reflected on how she offered the same experience to all the Metal girls. She told them it was almost like the real thing, even if it wasn't.

"I have." Sheila said.

The girls climbed up and strapped in.

Sheila listened to her com.

"CamNet will vector us in and give us the best altitude and clearance to intercept Savannah and Young Allison." Sheila said. "We can be just like those P-38 Lightning pilots who intercepted the top officer of an opposing navy at a remote location."

Sheila made sure it was clear around the Mustang. It was. She started the big Merlin V-12.

Ally thought it would be a little smoother at idle.

"It sounds a little rough." Ally said.

Sheila thought the big V-12 was like her.

"It's because this engine is made to run at a higher RPM range." Sheila said. "I've flown it twice with Cameron. As soon as you pick up the revs, it runs real smooth and purrs like a kitten. It roars like a lion when you need it to. It's sort of like me."

Ally felt left out. Sheila and her usually did a lot together. She was still upset Cammy was the one who was able to spend eight years with Sheila in the past. She felt it should have been the job assigned to her like it was originally planned.

"Where was I?" Ally asked.

Sheila checked into it later on to see what she missed.

"You were with Jesse and Vanna." Sheila said. "I think you were in the right place at the right time."

Ally remembered it was a good time for the three of them.

"I guess we all 'flew' on the same day." Ally said. "I think my 'flight' was probably a little higher than yours. The view was probably a little better as well."

Sheila couldn't disagree with either of her statements.

"It's always a little refreshing to get up into the Wild Blue." Sheila said.

Ally looked forward to the flight.

"It's our turn now." Ally said.

Sheila started to taxi. The Mustang was a 'tail dragger'. The long nose blocked clear forward visibility while they were on the ground. The long V-12 power plant in front of her only added to the lack of view.

She gently kicked the tail back and forth to make sure the path was clear in front of her as she went along. The 'tail wagging' allowed her to see clearly in front of her. She could check both sides of her forward visibility as she progressed. She was aware more than one inattentive pilot chewed up the tail of a 'puddle jumper' by not properly checking to see what was in front of them.

She continued down the taxiway past the World War One themed restaurant. The usual crowd came to the fence to see the Mustang pass by. There were always friendly waves and a few thumbs up. She acknowledged them with a wave of her own.

CamNet set everything in motion for the flight plan. Sheila received final clearance for takeoff after running up the engine RPM. She turned onto the runway and firewalled it.

The P-51 started down One Six Right. It was the main runway at Van Nuys Airport. The big Merlin V-12 made itself heard around the north end of the airport. It turned every head within earshot.

Ally felt the tail lift very quickly.

"The tail is flying." Ally said after a few seconds.

Once Sheila reached takeoff speed, she lifted up off the runway but didn't climb. She retracted the landing gear.

"The wheels are up." Sheila said a short time later. "So is our speed."

Sheila stayed low to build air speed. She kept the throttle in 'War Emergency' for maximum power and speed. She would trade the speed for altitude in a few seconds. She thought about a few aerobatic maneuvers.

Ally watched Sheila build air speed at full power as she screamed above the runway while staying low. They flew at a fast speed already. She could only think of a few reasons why Sheila would do it.

"Don't roll it on the deck in front of the tower." Ally said. "I know you want to do it."

Sheila did want to do it. She also wanted to back up Savannah and Young Allison. It was her mission. It was her personal mission. She wanted to make up time right now. She didn't want to create some type of an incident and need CamNet to straighten it out. It would only create a bigger problem later on. She could do a few aerobatics right above the runway, they were more than likely a lot of people looking at her already. Maybe it would be best to save those for a more remote airfield. There were plenty of those around.

"I thought about it." Sheila said. "I haven't decided yet what I'm going to do. I think I'll just play it cool for now, except for my climb."

Ally wondered when they were going to get some altitude. It seemed they were 'cutting the grass' right now.

"This thing is moving." Ally said as she noted the rapid speed build up.

Sheila kept the plane in a shallow climb to build airspeed. As she neared the end of the runway she stood the P-51 on its tail and climbed almost straight up for several thousand feet before she leveled off.

"I think the climb might have got your attention." Sheila said.

Ally didn't want her to lose sight of their mission.

"Remember what this is about and why." Ally said.

Sheila did remember what it was about. It was about Savannah and Young Allison. The two beautiful people who gave her a heart, HER heart. She received the heading from CamNet and was now in pursuit of the B-25.

"I know exactly what it's about." Sheila said.

Ally was a little concerned about Sheila's aggressive climb at the south end of the runway.

"Do you think we're going to hear any feedback on your climb?" Ally asked.

Sheila didn't think so.

"I think we have a friend who can take care of any technicalities." Sheila said.

CamNet made sure everything was good with the tower. Whatever special permission was needed for 'testing' was already there well in advance. At least it's what the computer records always showed. What a coincidence.

Cameron looked over the girl's shoulders from the jump seat. She was able to use her superior Terminator vision to see far ahead of what the girls were able to view. She also was fed a few updates by CamNet as to the latest satellite imagery in the direction they were headed. She knew the area to look. It didn't take her long to spot what she wanted.

"I see some floating debris ahead." Cameron said.

Savannah hadn't spotted the 'target' yet. It was clear the action was about to start.

"Showtime…." Savannah said.

Savannah was going to fly the first strafing mission.

Young Allison currently flew the Mitchell from the copilot's seat. She glanced over at Savannah.

"You got it?" Young Allison asked.

Savannah was ready. She was actually surprised it took so long for a target to be located. She figured they were in an area clear of all surface ships.

''I got it." Savannah said as she took control.

Anna was in the top turret. She was able to see everything around them in a three hundred and sixty degree circle as well as what was above them in the same space. The only thing she couldn't see was directly below them. She was able to see the space before the plane got to it, and after it passed over it as well. It was a continual blind spot which always moved with them.

"Everything is clear above us." Anna said.

Cammy was in the tail gun position. She had an excellent view of everything in back of them as well as above and below them in the same space.

"It's clear behind us in all directions." Cammy said.

Gail checked both sides of the sky from the waist gun positions. She could see everything to a hundred and eighty degrees along either side of the aircraft. She just couldn't see both of them at the same time. She couldn't see directly above or below the aircraft from her position.

"It's clear on both sides." Gail said.

Young Allison listened as everybody checked in. It was clear all around them. She couldn't see the 'target' either. She wanted some better information from Cameron.

"What's the range to the target?" Young Allison asked.

Cameron wanted Young Allison to think a little bit.

"It's ten and a half miles." Cameron said. "What's our closing time?"

Young Allison glanced at the current air speed.

"At this speed it's just over two minutes." Young Allison said.

Savannah wanted to make sure of her direction.

"Do I need to make a correction or change to our heading?" Savannah asked.

Cameron didn't want to make it too easy for the girls. She wanted it to be more as a 'target of opportunity' for them.

"It's in front of us." Cameron said. "You have to acquire it."

Savannah wanted to verify the target was clear. She didn't want to endanger anyone unnecessarily.

"I need to know if the target is cleared for engagement." Savannah said. "I need to know if there are any other surface contacts in the area."

Young Allison knew there was one way to check for sure. In a combat situation it would put them at a disadvantage. For safety reasons it would seem more prudent to verify everything in this situation. She didn't think it would be a good idea to send an errant 'whale watcher' boat to the bottom. There would probably be a loss of life as well.

"We can over fly it and come back." Young Allison said. "Safety should be our primary concern."

Savannah wanted to use all of the resources currently available to her. It was mainly for safety reasons.

"For us we would need to be sure." Savannah said. "I want some Terminator input. We currently have the option. We most likely won't always have it."

Derek found a pair of binoculars in the Navigator's compartment. He searched ahead as soon as Cameron said there was a target. It took him a while to pick it up with the binoculars. They gave him an advantage to be able to see further than he normally could with his own eyes.

"I have binoculars on it." Derek said. "It looks like a big log or tree trunk. It's about six degrees to port on our current heading. I don't spot any other surface contacts in the area."

Savannah hadn't expected the input from Derek. It was very helpful. It was something to think about for the future as well.

"Rodger, Derek. Thanks for the input." Savannah said.

Young Allison wanted one last safety precaution verified.

"Cameron?" Young Allison asked.

Cameron knew what she wanted.

"It's clear." Cameron said. "The target is clear."

Savannah made the slight course correction. She felt a little less pressure. There was one other issue she wanted to verify was good to go.

"The guns are hot." Savannah said. "Is Derek OK where he's at? I think it will be a little noisy for him."

Cameron knew he would be fine. There was no chance of hostile fire directed at them in the current situation.

"He's good." Cameron said. "Everything was tested in years of combat."

Derek tried to estimate the range to the target.

"I don't have a rangefinder, but I make the target from two to three miles away." Derek said. "Your heading is 'dead on'. We're closing fast."

Cameron felt it was a good estimate.

"The range is two and a half miles." Cameron said. "The target is moving with the current, so you will need to take it into account as you close on it. It was much like the moving Syndicate vehicles we encountered in the canyon."

Cameron was aware the Syndicate vehicles were soft targets, even if the thugs inside were armed. They couldn't even imagine what was about to happen, even as the Mitchell closed in on them head on. She was very pleased with the 'target practice'.

The nose dipped down slightly.

"I've acquired the target." Savannah said.

Cameron could see Savannah was a little anxious.

"The range is one mile." Cameron said.

Savannah checked over all of the instruments as she lined up for her shot.

"I'm good." Savannah said.

A few seconds later the four 'fifties' opened up.

The projectiles impacted the water before the log and across it.

Derek was a little startled as the guns roared to life on either side of him. It was also a major rush to be between four 'fifties'.

"It's a direct hit." Derek said. "That was totally bitchin'."

Savannah made an aggressive bank and came at the target from the side.

The four 'fifties' barked to life again.

"It's another direct hit." Derek said.

Savannah banked hard again and came at the target from the opposite direction they were originally headed. She opened up.

"Direct hit again." Derek said.

Savannah looked over at Young Allison.

"You got it?" Savannah asked.

Young Allison was more than ready.

"I got it." Young Allison said. "Everyone hang on."

Young Allison nearly stood the plane on its wing and came around hard. The two big radials churned out power as the two large props chewed up the sky.

Cameron noted the aggressive flying by Young Allison. She wanted to give her a reminder.

"Walk the rounds onto the target." Cameron said. "Don't get target fixation."

Young Allison was aware of all of it. She felt she had it under control. She knew safety was paramount.

"I'm good." Young Allison said.

The four 'fifties' thundered to life. The projectiles impacted into the water and then across the target.

Derek hung on to the seat he was strapped into.

"It was a direct hit." Derek said.

Young Allison brought the plane hard around again.

Savannah noted the quickness of the aggressive maneuver.

"Show off." Savannah said.

The four 'fifties' sounded off.

"Direct hit again." Derek said.

Cameron was satisfied both girls could hit the target in an aggressive and responsive fashion. She wanted to move things along. There were some other things she would like to accomplish since they were out.

"It's good for now. You both did an outstanding and impressive job." Cameron said. "I want you to fly this heading."

Cameron told her what heading to fly.

Derek didn't want to hog the best view on the plane. He thought it was the best view for several reasons. Earlier when he followed Cameron out through the crawlway, he thought it was a pretty good view too.

"I can trade with Cammy and Gail for a while." Derek said. "They should get some time up front."

Anna was ready to give up her position as well.

"I'll switch too." Anna said.

Anna went over the bomb bay crawlway followed by Derek. He liked the view there too. The term 'tail gunner' popped into his head. Riley hadn't been herself for months. It allowed his mind to wander. He knew it never hurt to look, as long as he didn't touch. He believed everyone should have a choice in whatever they did.

A minute later Gail came forward followed by Cammy.

Cammy took the jump seat behind Savannah and Young Allison. Gail took the nose and Cameron moved into the top turret.

Savannah glanced back at Cammy and smiled. Cammy returned her smile. She checked the map, speed, time, and heading.

She showed the position on the map to Young Allison.

Young Allison glanced at the map and then at Savannah with a smile.

"I know where we're going." Young Allison said.

Savannah knew too. It was Young Allison's wish. She still didn't think it was a good idea. No one else seemed to be concerned.

"It looks like it." Savannah said.

She wasn't so sure about the new 'target', but assumed Cameron and CamNet would take care of everything necessary for the endeavor.

John was still a little frustrated he couldn't track Cameron. He decided to stick with the Resistance operations.

"What about the recon Kyle and Bob are going on?" John asked.

John didn't think Kyle was ready. He sensed an opportunity.

"They haven't left yet." John Henry said.

John would rather Terminators covered the recon. There was always a chance a recon could turn hot.

"Maybe we can get a team of all Terminators to cover it." John said.

John Henry was constantly pestered by the Reese brothers for an assignment. It didn't seem to take one away from them would go over very well. He understood the need to maintain proficiency and combat awareness. It was something necessary even for a 'little risk' recon operation.

"You know the Reese brothers like to stay in the game." John Henry said. "They know the rules, even if they get stretched every now and then."

John would prefer to keep their risk to a minimum for multiple reasons. He did know every operation was unpredictable and could go in any direction.

"I do know and it still worries me." John said. "The enemy is always out there, even if they are elusive. I like when we're able to find them, before they can find us."

John Henry could see what John was thinking. He wanted to nip it in the bud. He could tell John wanted to go out in the field. Cameron was away so it gave him some freedom.

"Maybe it's nothing." John Henry said.

John wanted to know how much 'freedom' he would have from Cameron's oversight. He wasn't sure if that was the proper way to look at it but it was the reality of the situation.

"How long will Cameron be tied up?" John asked.

John Henry could feel it coming. He could see where things were headed. It wasn't to a good place.

"It's currently unknown." John Henry said. "We don't even know where she's at. As far as we know she could show back up in three days or three hours. It's probably best if we leave things the way they are so we don't create any waves, for anyone, anywhere."

John understood John Henry's warning not to think about going on a recon himself. He still wanted to do it.

"I think I can do the recon in Kyle's place." John said.

'Boom', there it is. John Henry all but cringed. He knew things weren't headed in a good direction.

"You know it's a bad idea." John Henry said.

John felt it was his right as 'General' to make some decisions about himself. Not only should he be able to make assignments, he should be able to change them as necessary. He wanted to give John Henry a little reminder.

"You also know I'm still going to do it anyway." John said.

Claire asked Hanna to 'work' her hard and Hanna did. Hanna got her 'there' and kept her 'there'. She started to experience some of the things Jesse told her about. It got to the point where she needed to think to breathe. It was only then, when Hanna feared for her safety, she let up.

Hanna could see Claire was all but momentarily incapacitated. She took it too far before with Claire. She wasn't going to make the same mistake again. She quickly slowed everything to a smooth stop. She could see Claire was a little worse for the wear.

"Do you need help getting to the shower?" Hanna asked. "We still need to do firearms training."

Claire waited a few seconds before responding. It took her more than a few moments to collect her thoughts.

"Let me catch my breath…." Claire said. "My vision is almost back to normal."

Hanna needed a shower too right now. She was pretty close to things when Claire's grand finish occurred.

"I can say everything was quite impressive." Hanna said.

A smile of satisfaction came across Claire's face. It was something she didn't have a lot of control over when she allowed herself to be taken 'all the way'. There were no restraints or restrictions she placed upon herself. She let herself be absorbed by the feeling and all the pleasure it was able to provide her with.

"It doesn't happen often." Claire said. "But when it does, it does. I think it's safe to say you were able to thoroughly please me in the most extreme way."

Hanna saw the condition of the bed needed to be addressed.

"I'll change the sheets while you get cleaned up." Hanna said.

Claire didn't want Hanna to clean up after her. It wasn't Hanna's 'job'. She didn't want to treat anyone like they were her servant. It didn't matter if they were human or a Terminator.

"I'll do it. I need to take care of myself." Claire said. "I don't want anyone to feel like they need to do things for me when I can do them myself. I know everyone wants to help. We'll need to show a certain amount of personal responsibility."

Hanna felt responsible. It was her actions which caused the event to occur.

"I'm the one who made you 'make it'." Hanna said.

Claire thought it was wonderful. Hanna did make her 'make it'. She wanted some more of it.

"Yes you did and you are going to do it more often." Claire said. "I think it's one thing you can definitely assist me with when it is prudent."

Hanna smiled. She was ready to do it again.

"I'm ready anytime you are." Hanna said.

Claire wondered how much time they would need.

"How long do we have?" Claire asked.

Time wasn't a problem for Hanna. She could get the job done.

"Enough time for me to get you where you want to go, again." Hanna said.

Claire hadn't spent much time on Hanna. She felt a little guilty as well as selfish. She didn't do more for Hanna. She tried to be as fair and equitable as she could. She knew at night when she was sleepy she was often lax. She knew the Metal girls never were. They always told her not to worry about it.

"What about you?" Claire asked. "I didn't satisfy you yet."

Hanna understood love was about sacrifice. She liked to see Claire happy.

"You being satisfied makes me feel satisfied." Hanna said. "I aim to please.'

Claire remembered how the men in her life ALWAYS left her hanging. They used her body for what they wanted, and only for as long as they needed to satisfy themselves. As soon as they did, they were done with her. She was on her own with a mess to deal with. She also felt very dissatisfied with the experience. It never changed. As time passed by it was a little more than a 'job' for her. It was simply another one of her tasks like doing the dishes, vacuuming the floor, making the bed, doing the laundry, and so forth. She never wanted to be seen in the same light as those who used her.

"It's not the same thing." Claire said. "Everyone needs to be satisfied or it's not mutual. It's not fair. It's not just, and it's not honorable."

Hanna offered a solution. She knew they were on a timeline. She didn't want to stress it or bring it up. She knew she could please Claire very quickly, especially right now while she was highly aroused. She didn't need to be satisfied right now. There was always later on to worry about it. Once Claire was asleep later on, she would make the rounds and be with multiple partners while the humans all slept, before it was always with Holly. Now there were multiple choices.

"Let me finish you off again real quick. You can work on me later." Hanna said.

It was too good for Claire to pass up. She was still highly aroused from the multiple finishes Hanna gave her earlier. She would share with Hanna later on. It was what she usually did almost every night anyway.

"It's a deal." Claire said.

Hanna gave Claire a long deep kiss. She literally took her breath away.

"Relax and enjoy…." Hanna said.

Claire planned too. Life was good in Paradise.

All her earlier worries and troubles were forgotten. It was times like these when she was glad she was a female. She could be pleased over and over almost indefinitely and be able to respond and enjoy it. It disgusted her so much to think about males. They were good for two or three minutes and then it was all. What a bunch of 'duds'.

Now it was time to relax and enjoy.

Precious was done nursing and Vanna changed her.

Cam wanted to give Vanna some free time.

"I can take over for now." Cam said.

Vanna and Allison looked at each other. Maybe it was time to slip in a quickie.

Allison wanted to make sure they weren't running out for fun and leaving Cam to deal with everything else.

"You don't mind?" Allison asked.

Cam liked the girls to be happy.

"You know I don't mind." Cam said. "We all 'share'."

Allison wanted to include Cam.

"Tonight the three of us can share." Allison said.

Cam needed to point something out which could be a potential problem.

"Holly will be back before then." Cam said.

Vanna wanted to include Holly. She liked to be with Holly, but it was hard to do with Allison around.

"Then the four of us can share." Vanna said.

Cam offered some options. She knew what Vanna really wanted. It wasn't something she liked personally, but she wanted Vanna to be happy. Sometimes love was about sacrifice. She liked to get some 'alone time' in with Allison as well. Vanna was pretty selfish along those lines. It looked like there could be something for everyone in a 'four way' hook up. Maybe during the pairing process some of them could linger a little longer than others.

"We can pair up first." Cam said.

Allison offered a suggestion of her own.

"Do you mean Holly and Vanna, and you and me first?" Allison asked.

Cam couldn't have said it better herself. She was very pleased it was Allison who suggested it. She wouldn't get any repercussions from Anna about it later on.

"Yes." Cam said. "I think it's a plan if everyone agrees to it. We can always do something different or fine tune things to make everyone happy."

Vanna was all for it. It definitely sounded like a plan to her.

"It works for me." Vanna said.

Vanna liked to spend time with Holly. Allison was usually very sparing with sharing Holly. She knew it was because she was a better lover than Allison. Allison didn't want to lose Holly. She wanted to tell Allison it wasn't her she needed to worry about, it was her mother. Claire was the passionate one. She really wished Allison would be with her mother once. They were almost the same age. They were really more like girlfriends anyway. She didn't think a mental 'hang up' should get in the way of physical pleasure. She really thought Allison could learn a few things from her mother in that regard.

Cam offered them some more privacy.

"You two can go back to your room first." Cam said.

Vanna wanted to do it. She looked over at Precious sleeping.

"Maybe I better wait here." Vanna said. "I promised Riley I would look after Precious. I know she is having trouble and I don't want to cause her any more."

Cam was pleased to see Vanna make the proper choice. Vanna was willing to give up her own personal pleasure to make sure Precious was taken care of first.

"It's a good motherly instinct." Cam said.

Vanna didn't see why anyone else needed to be there. She was the only one there who could actually nourish Precious if it was necessary. There were other things they could do. Mainly they could 'do' each other.

"You and Allison can go to our room for now." Vanna said. "I'm sure you could think of a few things to do."

Allison was ready for it. She wanted to make sure it wouldn't be a problem later on.

"You don't mind?" Allison asked.

Allison liked being with any of the Cameron clones. She always asked them to be 'Cameron' for her. They always said they needed to be Cam or Cammy but reverted back to their original 'Cameron' programming for her. At that point they were 'Cameron', just out of date. It was quite a thrill for her to be with 'Cameron'.

Allison gave Vanna a deep kiss and reassured her Holly would be with them tonight.

Vanna watched them go.

Cam took Allison's hand and led her away.

Vanna hoped Riley came back soon, so she could watch Allison and Cam together. It always excited her greatly to see them. Allison said the same thing when Hanna and her were together. What was better than seeing your lover naked? It was seeing two of her naked.

Her secret wish was to be with Claire and Allison together. She wanted both of them to 'work' on her and then watch them share with each other. She didn't know Jesse shared the same secret wish.

Since she just thought about everything, she now wished she would have gone with Allison. She was very aroused at this point, just by thinking about everything. Thinking was good, but doing was always better.

Vanna looked over at Precious sleeping and knew this was where she would rather be most, mothering an infant. The only thing which could be more beautiful would be if it was her own child. The prospect didn't seem like it was going to happen. There was still another alternative.

She sure hoped Allison would deliver. She figured it was as close as she was going to get to be a mother. She would be able to share a child with the one she loved. She felt they could both be good mothers to their baby. She was very grateful Allison was the love of her life and they would share the rest of their lives together. She hoped they would be able to share a lot of other things along the way.

Riley told Holly and Samantha everything the doctor said. She didn't want to keep anything from them. She didn't know they both already heard. Riley told it like it was. She left nothing out. She was ashamed of her condition, but realized it wasn't her fault. It didn't really matter. It still felt like it was her fault because it was her.

Samantha wanted to downplay the issue as far as Riley went.

"It sounds like malnutrition, along with the polluted environment, played a big part in all of this." Samantha said. "Those are all circumstances beyond your control. You did what you needed to do to survive. It's what matters. It's why you're here now. Everything is taken care of. You need to consider you are actually more fortunate than a lot of other individuals who experience the same things."

Riley was sure living on garbage didn't help her at all. She now wanted to help herself. There was an idea which popped into her head. She wasn't sure it was a good one, but nevertheless it was there now.

"I want to go and see my younger self." Riley said.

It sent an alarm bell off for Jesse. She didn't see how it would help anything.

"Do you mean in your future, our future?" Jesse asked.

Riley never wanted to go back to the future. She wanted to help her younger self here.

"No. I mean the one who's here, now." Riley said. "I want to make sure she's getting all the proper foods and nutrition."

The thought of seeing Young Riley excited Jesse. It would be a prize worth pursuing to her. She pictured herself being with her. Holly interrupted her thoughts.

"She's getting all the proper foods and nutrition." Holly said.

Riley wasn't so sure about it.

"How do you know?" Riley asked.

Holly knew from her personal interaction with Cameron what went on.

"Cameron makes sure all the younger versions of everyone are properly taken care of and looked after." Holly said. "Your younger self is no exception. She is well looked after."

Riley was very pleased to hear it. She knew Cameron offered her family Terminator protection in the background. She was very appreciative of the fact. She wondered if her younger self would end up with larger breasts than her if she grew up with the proper nutrition. She briefly wondered how big she could actually get.

"Cameron does everything for everybody." Riley said.

Jesse was enthralled with Cameron very soon after her arrival in the past. It didn't take long for the feeling to turn into love.

"Cameron is the greatest." Jesse said.

Riley thought about all the special things Cameron did for her over the years.

"Yes she is…." Riley said.

Riley always wanted to tell Cameron she loved her to her face. She wanted to do so many times. Offering Precious to Cameron was her proof of her love, even if it was never 'spoken' or acknowledged.

It was a genuine offer. It was a sacrifice of love.

Riley still felt she was a 'second class citizen' because of Future Riley. It wasn't fair to her. She wasn't the one who John couldn't control himself over. They all took good care of her even if they didn't share their love with her physically. It didn't leave her with a lot of choice. She was worried now about neglecting Derek for the last few months. She needed to give Derek more of what he wanted. She didn't want to be left high and dry with only her 'digits'. They worked, but other things worked better for her. She longed for the touch of another female. She didn't know if it would ever happen again or not. She also longed to touch another female.

It made her think of her younger self again. No. It seemed like a bad idea.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Vector

As one moves through life
Are they positive of the direction
Does one ever know for sure
Is there time for reflection

The journey isn't short
It can be quite long
Everyone tries to figure out
Where they are and if they belong

The path is convoluted
There are many curves
Some things cause anxiety
They get on one's nerves

Everyone wants a shortcut
The long haul is too hard
Does it all end forever
When one reaches the graveyard

Relationships build too slowly
No one wants a defector
Cut through the crap
Give out a direct vector

Nobody