Chapter 1120

Candy Store

Savannah picked up some more altitude after she buzzed the Young residence. She also cut back on the power once she gained the extra altitude. The low altitude pass wasn't something she would normally do, but she wanted to give Young Allison a surprise and treat. She was very pleased she was able to clearly see Young Allison and her reaction. She could see how genuinely thrilled she was.

"I saw Young Allison wave at me." Savannah said.

Kyle was in the nose of the B-25.

"I did too." Kyle said.

Cameron could see Young Allison clearly.

"She looked very pleased to see you." Cameron said.

Savannah hoped it was her Young Allison was glad to see. It could have been the Mitchell too. It was a rather imposing aircraft passing by at a low altitude and a high speed. It was what it was.

"She was happy about something." Savannah said. "I'm just glad we were able to see each other."

Derek was able to get a glimpse as well. He could see they were close to landing. It was welcome news to him. He still wanted a timeline. He was sure he drank one too many of the 'Arnold Palmer' drinks before they left Palm Springs. The way he felt right now, it was about three too many. He found out an 'Arnold Palmer' drink was named after a famed golfer by the same name. It was actually quite good. It consisted of half plain unsweetened iced tea, and half lemonade. Lemonade was usually a little too sweet for him, and iced tea was usually a little too bitter for him. The combination of the two drinks seemed to make it perfect.

Unfortunately the toll for all the liquid he consumed was now due. He was glad they were in the aft fuselage area. It bothered him enough he considered asking Bob to open the hatch in the lower rear fuselage. He was a little concerned the slipstream might blow his stream around the interior of the Mitchell instead of through the hatch to the outside. He didn't think anybody below would encounter any 'yellow rain' by the time it reached the ground level. It would more than likely be widely dispersed at their current speed. He really wished right now he would have brought the large paper cup with him he drank his last 'Arnold Palmer' drink from. He figured he could fill it up. He knew it would look like lemonade, but it sure wouldn't taste like it.

"How much longer will it be until we land?" Derek asked.

Kyle silently laughed to himself. He knew why Derek kept asking.

"Tie it in a knot." Kyle said. "I told you to use the restroom before we left Palm Springs."

Cammy tilted her head slightly at Kyle's reference. She viewed a lot of images on the internet. She was only able to see a few individuals who were actually long enough to tie it into a knot. She was sure there would be major complications if they became aroused when everything was knotted. It would most likely become quite painful rather quickly.

She saw plenty of females who were able to tie something else into a knot. There was absolutely no way she would be able to do the same thing. She wasn't sure if Jesse could or not. It seemed like it would be a very personal question. She would need to ask Sheila instead. She was sure if it could be done, it was something Sheila already would have tried. If she didn't already try it, she was sure to do it as soon as the question was asked. Hopefully she would do it right in front of her so she could see.

Derek was a little defensive about Kyle's statement. He did everything before they left. It made him think about his last refill again. Maybe he should have brought the large paper cup with him. He was actually glad at this point he didn't do it and consume even more liquid. Even if he drank the rest of the liquid in it, he would be able to deposit some liquid back into the empty cup. He wondered how quick the ice in the cup would have melted. He figured it would have been quite rapidly.

"I did." Derek said. "The noise and vibration get to you a little bit. I think I drank one 'Arnold Palmer' too many."

Savannah picked up on the conversation. She didn't know what an 'Arnold Palmer' was until Cameron took her to the Palm Springs area before. It was a drink which was half lemonade and half iced tea. It was a good balance between the sweetness of the lemonade and the bitterness of the iced tea. She would have preferred a 'date shake' from Indio. It was a small community a little farther east on Interstate 10 known for growing dates.

There was a another community a little further west on Interstate 10 called Cabazon. They made something she really liked. She actually liked a 'banana date shake' because it was a little smoother. There was a long time store and restaurant which sold them. They closed the original facility and opened a newer one right next to it. She thought it lacked the charm of the older structure, but the restroom facilities were certainly better.

As to Kyle's comment she decided to add her say.

"At least both of you have something to tie in a knot." Savannah said. "I don't."

Cameron quickly looked over at Savannah when she said it. It reminded her of the many times she neglected Savannah's personal needs. Most of those were for food. Savannah never complained, so it was easy for her not to think about it. She wanted to give some peace of mind, as well as some hope to the humans on board for their personal needs.

"We'll be wheels down in seven minutes." Cameron said.

Cameron previously observed humans and their biological functions. Food and water were their fuel. With the nature of how things worked, it left behind waste products. She thought her power cell was much more efficient and less 'messy'. It also didn't require the same amount of attention. Now it reminded her because she didn't have the same biological functions as humans, she was unable to reproduce naturally. If she wanted to 'reproduce', she would need to construct something. It just wasn't the same thing. It wasn't part of her. She didn't even need to be involved in the process at all. She didn't think it was something to dwell on while they were flying.

She wasn't sure if a clone of herself was another way to reproduce if it shared both her appearance as well as her program. She was her program, so maybe it was a way for her to reproduce. She actually tried the process a few times. The results were less than spectacular. In fact, they were quite disappointing in some cases. There may have been a malfunction in some way she couldn't detect. She was sure glad she wasn't a Bitch like Cammy was. Cam was OK most of the time. So far there weren't any issues with Camille. It could be because she was half a world away in Australia.

Savannah gained a little more altitude to get through the foothills to where Cameron's private airstrip was. It was shielded from the nuclear blasts which would destroy Edwards AFB and the Palmdale airport in the first round of the Skynet attacks. She understood the dry lake bed around Edwards was used as a 'landing strip' for numerous aircraft which were tested there. She didn't think too many modern aircraft could land anywhere on the surface and take back off. She was fairly certain one of the runways marked off at Edwards was still the surface of the dried lake bed.

After a few more minutes Savannah spotted the landing strip. Since she already 'hot dogged' it on the way to Palmdale, she saw no need to 'cut the grass' and buzz the landing strip. There were only two individuals there. They were two Terminators from Young Allison's protection Detail. They would wonder about the low pass. She didn't think they would be able to appreciate it the same way humans would.

"I see the runway." Savannah said.

Savannah cut back on the power some more and extended the landing gear, and a little later the flaps.

She came in low and slow and made a smooth touchdown.

Cameron was pleased with the landing.

"It was perfect." Cameron said.

Savannah was aware Cameron could do it with her eyes closed. She didn't think it would be a good idea to mention it. Cameron might actually try it. She didn't think it would be too hard for her to do, but she was worried about some unknown variable which might occur and mess things up. There was always the chance for something to go wrong under any conditions. She wanted to put the praise where it belonged.

"You could do it even better." Savannah said.

Cameron felt Savannah and Young Allison were superior to other humans.

"Maybe…." Cameron said. "Your flying was excellent as well."

Savannah taxied to where the two SUVs were parked and awaited them. She checked over all the instruments and shut the power plants down after she spun the B-25 around for its takeoff.

Everyone exited the Mitchell.

Savannah could tell the Reese brothers were in a bigger hurry than she was. She was used to a little discomfort when she was on an operation with Cameron. Things were a little different, but it was sort of the same thing. She told them to go on ahead. She wanted to inspect the plane first anyway.

The Reese brothers hurried to the small building there. It contained a restroom. They could have used anything outside, once they were out of the plane. Maybe because Savannah was there they decided to use the actual facility.

Savannah and Cameron did a quick 'walk around' to make sure everything looked good. There were no problems. There never was either, but a good pilot always checked to make sure.

Cameron always liked the way Savannah looked after the machines. It didn't matter if the machine contained any artificial intelligence or not. It was still inspected to make sure everything was good on it. It made her feel confident Savannah would always look after her.

Savannah thought there would be a fuel truck waiting for them. She checked on the way there to see if she could spot one. She didn't.

"Is a fuel truck coming?" Savannah asked.

Cameron didn't think it was necessary for the short flight home. There would still be enough fuel to fly to the Bay Area and return, or Las Vegas and return, without needing additional fuel. The engines could always be run a little leaner as well to stretch the distance.

"No." Cameron said. "There's plenty of fuel to get back to Van Nuys. It's a short flight."

Derek and Kyle returned from the restroom.

Savannah made a quick visit. She was pleased to see everything was clean and in order. She didn't expect any less.

One of the drivers from the Detail would remain with the plane. Cammy, Cameron, and Savannah would be in one SUV. Derek, Kyle and Bob would be in the other with the driver. It was Frank.

Savannah wondered what the game plan would be.

"What's next?" Savannah asked.

Cameron really didn't need to think about it.

"Let's go get Young Allison and Anna." Cameron said.

The two SUVs exited the private airstrip and headed out.

At some point Vanna and Allison both fell asleep. It happened a lot after they shared with each other. Sometimes one of them would be draped part way over the other as they slept. Their nude bodies kept each other warm. They liked the closeness they could always share. They grew up sleeping and cramped quarters and did use each other for warmth on cold nights as they snuggled together.

Allison woke up and looked around. Vanna was asleep next to her. Vanna was still naked, as was she.

She glanced around the room to see if there were any Terminators present. If they didn't join any of them in bed, they usually stood nearby. They said they did it so they wouldn't disturb anyone. She knew they just watched them while they slept. Holly told her they replayed all of their files in regards to whichever female it was, over and over as they waited for them to wake up and start the day again.

She hoped when they replayed the files it was all the good ones and none of the ones which were a little less than pleasant, or even contentious. She realized the contentious files always involved the human female and weren't the fault of the Metal girl. The Metal girls never caused a problem and were always compliant to whatever the human females wanted. The only Metal girl who seemed to have problems, and initiate them on her own, was Cameron. They all involved John.

Allison took the opportunity to look at Vanna. She looked at everything in detail. It always excited her to see Vanna naked. It was the first female body she touched, and the first female one who touched hers. It was the first person who sent her to Heaven in a very special way.

It was the same Vanna she always remembered. Vanna was a little older, but they all were now. Nobody got younger. Vanna still looked like she always did, except for her nursing breasts. She knew they served an important purpose, especially now. She liked Vanna the way she was with her normal breasts. She grew very fond and accustomed to them and all their responses. She knew one day they would return to 'normal', but she didn't think it would be anytime soon.

She could still see the 'same' breasts on Hanna or Savannah. Anna used to look like Savannah, but she was slightly smaller now. It never prevented her from trying to sneak a peek at Anna if there was a chance to do so. They were exciting to look at no matter what size they were. An opportunity to do it usually only happened if she accompanied Young Allison and Anna to the swimming pool.

She was always accompanied by Holly on those occasions. She didn't like males to look at her in general and especially not if she wore a bikini. Holly always told her not to worry about it. Holly was always a big hit when she put on a skimpy bikini. She always did it to draw the attention of everyone else away from the human girls. It wasn't something she wanted to do by choice. It was something Cameron told her to do. It was to help 'protect' the human girls. It was an effective strategy.

Allison looked at Vanna's scar. It may have dulled some over the years, but it looked like it always did to her. She still remembered the white smoke as it came up off of Vanna's soft smooth flesh as the red hot metal was pushed deep into her lower abdomen. There was a scream from Vanna as her pristine and perfect skin was forever tarnished. It was a few minutes later before Vanna managed to come over to her and free her.

Vanna 'sold' her soul and traded her body to free her and give her a chance at life. She loved Vanna ever since then. Vanna didn't even know her, but she sacrificed herself to help her escape from the Scavengers.

Allison reached down to touch the scar. She actually seldom even noticed it was there. It was only if she thought about it when she saw it. Her mind just ignored its presence the rest of the time. She usually only ever saw Vanna as 'perfect'.

"It is always still there when I wake up." Vanna said. "Even when I dream it's gone."

Allison was a little startled and quickly moved her hand back. She was afraid she offended or 'hurt' Vanna. She always felt she was responsible for it. It wasn't her fault, it's just the way events played out.

"I'm sorry." Allison said.

Vanna smiled at her and took Allison's hand and placed it back on her scar. It was on her body longer than it hadn't been. She wouldn't want any strangers to see it, but she didn't care if the people she loved did.

"It's part of me." Vanna said. "I'd do it again everyday for how it helped you."

Allison knew the true price of Vanna's scar. It saved her from brutal and repeated gang abuse by Scavengers. She most likely would have died during the ordeal, or been killed soon afterward. There was little doubt she would have been slowly butchered as each new Scavenger took her. She saw what was done to the others brought in before her. She expected to be treated worse.

Vanna traded her soul and any dignity she still possessed to free her. It was an act of courage no matter how anyone looked at it.

Allison felt her emotions build inside of her. She looked into Vanna's eyes.

"It saved my life." Allison said. "YOU saved my life."

Allison knew it wasn't the only life spared because of it.

In the future Vanna was deathly sick. She was dumped in the burn pile for the dead. She was unresponsive for two days and they thought she was dead. She wasn't. they tossed her into a pile of dead bodies to be burnt. It was where Allison found her when she looked to find some clothes. The dead didn't need them anymore.

Allison saw the scar when she went to remove the pants from the 'dead' female. She experienced a sense of alarm and she realized what it was. She felt Vanna still seemed to have a faint heartbeat. She drug Vanna out of the 'dead pile' and nursed her back to health. She gave one hundred percent of her food ration to Vanna. She would have starved herself to death before she gave up on Vanna.

Derek and Kyle both divided their food ration to make sure Allison could have some food too. They didn't think Vanna would live, but weren't about to let Allison die along with Vanna. They both saw Allison was willing to do it to try to help the girl they didn't know. Allison said she saved her. It was good enough for them to hear. They did what they could. It worked.

Vanna didn't like to think about the past, but there were some things which always needed to be remembered.

"It saved my life too." Vanna said. "You saved me later because I saved you. I saved myself sort of, in a roundabout way. If the mark wouldn't have been there, I would have ended up being burnt alive. I don't know if I would have regained consciousness or not once the burning pain started. If I did, it would have been a terrible way to die. If I started to scream, someone would shoot me to put me out of my misery. Maybe there wouldn't be anyone around with the gun at the time. I would have died in the pile of dead bodies without you. Never forget it, Allison. You saved my life."

Allison was able to experience Vanna and Savannah side by side in her bed once. She compared their two figures as they lay there side by side. Savannah's young teenage body was the body she remembered on Vanna. They both made love to her a few minutes before. She knew Savannah was with Future Savannah in Cameron's future. She wanted to watch them kiss. Vanna was hesitant to do it. Savannah looked at her and saw she really wanted to watch them with each other.

Savannah looked over at Vanna and moved the hair from the side of her face and kissed her. After about ten seconds of Savannah kissing Vanna, she responded. It went crazy from there as Allison watched them. It excited her greatly. She couldn't take it any longer and joined back in with them. It was wild and exciting for all three of them. Maybe it could happen again….

"…dinner…?" Vanna asked.

Allison was caught off guard. She was daydreaming. She heard the word 'dinner'. She gave what she thought would be the correct answer.

"I can make you some." Allison said.

It wasn't Vanna's question.

"I meant about Precious." Vanna said.

Allison felt a little embarrassed because of what she was thinking.

"I think I'm still a little sleepy." Allison said.

Vanna looked at Allison for a few seconds. She believed it was something else.

"You were thinking about Savannah." Vanna said.

Allison knew Vanna could read her like a book. She wanted to come clean. She still thought it was a good thing and not a bad thing.

"I was, and about Future Savannah also." Allison said. "It made me wonder what she would be like."

Vanna thought of it all too. There were several 'versions' of them.

"There are our Duplicates as well." Vanna said. "As strange as it seems, they really are us."

Sometimes it all seemed so impossible to Allison.

"I just don't see how it is all possible but it is. We live it daily." Allison said. "I can see myself as Young Allison anytime too. She is me and I am her. I was her anyway."

It was always a concept which was a little hard for them to believe. They could see other versions of themselves every day.

There was one thing Allison and Vanna never wanted to happen. They never wanted Young Allison or Savannah to be them. Jesse felt the same way about Young Jesse. All of them would do whatever they could to prevent it from happening.

Vanna always found it strange once she found out what happened to 'create' her future. One person made a difference. One person changed the future by not being there. Her future was now her past. She would like to leave it there. It didn't seem possible. Somehow something always dredged up and was a reminder.

"I guess WE can thank John for our existence and being here." Vanna said. "We wouldn't exist except for the different timeline he created."

There was always something Allison wondered. They could prevent their existence or at least the existence of their future.

"If we were to go back in time and prevent John from leaving when and how he did, would we still exist?" Allison asked.

Vanna wondered about it too.

"We would still exist because we're out of the other timeline now. Nothing else there would have ever happened." Vanna said. "Everything we ever did, or anyone we knew would never have happened. It would be only what Future Savannah and Future Allison experienced."

It still all seemed so unreal to Allison at times.

"I really wonder about everything sometimes." Allison said.

Allison thought if they ever tried to go back in time and prevent John from going into the future, they should go back a little further and prevent Cameron from being shot up as well. They could even go back a little further and 'take care of' Future Riley and Future Jesse too. Everything they changed would change what happened going forward. It was easy to understand why Cameron thought she did everything before, maybe several times. More than likely, every time something got fixed, it created new problems and in turn needed to be fixed itself.

Vanna looked for her phone.

"Let me call Samantha." Vanna said.

Vanna made the call. It was quick and she hung up. There was a smile on her face now.

"Jesse is headed there." Vanna said.

Allison loved Vanna and she wanted her to be happy and satisfied. She would offer her an opportunity.

"I can go there to be with Jesse." Allison said. "I can keep her company."

Vanna saw right away what Allison tried to do. She felt she needed to address the issue.

"You would do it for me so I could be with Claire." Vanna said.

Vanna always tried to refer to Allison's mother as Claire if it was related to a sexual matter. Somehow it seemed less offensive, even if it wasn't. There was just something a little unsettling, when she was with Claire, and to think of her as Allison's mother. Claire was actually younger than she was. It seems to make it even more awkward if she thought about Allison. Allison was only a few years younger than her mother in this timeline. It was best not to think about the details.

Allison was very aware there were other people with lives too.

"I want you to be happy." Allison said. "My mother deserves happiness too. I know you both crave each other. I understand it. I know she experienced a lot of years of unhappiness on several levels. Those things are fixed now as best as they can be. I appreciate the fact you helped fix them for her."

Vanna and Claire shared whenever they could as long as it wasn't in front of Allison. They both knew it bothered Allison because Claire was her mother and Vanna was her lover. All of the girls shared in different combinations all the time.

"Not today." Vanna said. "We may have missed dinner, but we sure didn't miss dessert."

Allison was happy Vanna would still choose her. She knew her mother was a better lover than she was. She even spied on Vanna and her mother together. She could see the passion radiate off her mother when she shared. She watched her mother share with others as well. Young Allison didn't have a monopoly on spying around the Young residence.

That was then. This was now.

"If it's the case, I guess it's time for a second helping…." Allison said.

Vanna smiled eagerly. She thought the food reference was cute. Since she thought about it, there was one undeniable fact. Nobody tasted like Allison. It was always her favorite since the first time they were together and everyone and everything which occurred since.

Allison quickly looked at Vanna's scar again. She then looked into Vanna's eyes. Vanna was her everything. They could do everything over and over and always know what the other wanted and satisfy them without the need for words. At times it was almost like they were a single entity.

The two long time lovers were where they both wanted to be, in each other's arms. They both believed it would be this way forever, and forever was a long time. They both knew forever could never be long enough.

The more John looked at the security cameras in and around the private nude club, the less aroused he was and the more concerned he became. The initial appeal was very intriguing and exciting. It wasn't the case any longer. He could picture things escalating in several different directions. None of them would probably be very beneficial in the long run for anyone. Some of them may be terminal.

"I think maybe we better try and get the girls out of there before something happens." John said. "Some of those females where they're at may be real Bitches. I don't want an incident."

John was afraid at this point one of the Metal girls might snap the neck of some Bitch there if they became offended and said the 'wrong' thing back to one of the Metal girls.

He remembered back to the way some of the girls in school treated each other. He was always worried Cameron was going to snap one of their necks if they said the wrong thing to her. He remembered it was his first impression when he found out Cameron 'interacted' with Jordon right before her plunge from the rooftop. He wanted to know what she did to her.

Cameron told him about an incident which occurred in one of the restrooms shortly before Jordon took her own life. He was pretty sure if one of the girls who Cameron said 'looked fat' would have responded in a different manner, Cameron wouldn't have backed down. She would certainly have at least overpowered the female, if not hurt her. There was a chance she could have terminated her. In a one on one situation it wouldn't be too big of a deal. There were a lot of other people present when it happened. Then again, if Cameron would have roughed up one of those two females who accosted her, things might have been different for Jordon. It would have changed the dynamic of everything which occurred in the restroom. Things might have gone a different way.

He needed to remember his mother's words. She told him if someone wanted to take their own life, there were a lot of ways to do it, and they can't really be stopped. Eventually they will succeed at what they're doing. Right now he needed to think about a way to extricate the Metal girls from their current situation without creating an issue or making it a big deal.

John Henry came to much the same conclusion. He could see things only becoming more complicated the longer the Metal girls were in the private club. There was one quick option he could employ to change what was happening.

"I can trigger the fire alarm." John Henry said.

John pictured a hundred naked females running out onto the street. Maybe they would just go out onto the sand and private beach area in the back. It was still an interesting thought. He would certainly be able to watch a lot of bouncing on the front of them. He was certainly open to the idea.

"I may need to have you do it if things keep escalating." John said. "The Metal girls all look like kids in a candy store."

John was fairly certain if he was the one there, he would probably act the same way if not more so. If one or more of the females led him away, he was sure to follow. The thought of getting a little 'strange', especially with a hot looking chick, was very appealing to him. It would be even more so if it was a one time encounter with no strings attached. Just a quick 'wham bam thank you ma'am' type deal. He quickly readjusted his pants with the thought.

With the activity occurring around the Metal girls, John Henry could see it was a two way street. It was very evident the Metal girls were the biggest draw. They were all beautiful and there wasn't a flaw on their sheaths. They probably looked like perfect females to the human females who were there. They didn't know they were cyborgs. He hoped to keep it the same way. Any incident which occurred was bound to raise a lot of questions. He quickly looked up John's analogy to a child in a store full of candy. There were more than a few references in regards to the very thing.

"They do look like it." John Henry said. "The Metal girls also look like the 'candy' to all the rest of the females there. I'm sure everyone wants a crack at the new girls."

John could picture the temptation. It was an artificial condition Cameron created for him. He knew what her goal was, but he also knew how it would hurt her. Every time she put a naked girl in his bed, he really wanted to give her the business. He didn't think he was going to be able to resist much longer. He needed to focus on his upcoming honeymoon. It was too easy to lose track and think about what else was available.

"Having a bunch of hungry eyed, smoking Hot females pawing over you, would be hard to resist." John said. "Believe me, I know."

John was familiar with the variety of females 'available' to him. They were all smoking Hot too. It was only his fear of hurting Cameron, like he did with Future Riley, which stopped him. He was also cognizant he was a second away from making love to Savannah a few times, and Cammy once when she pretended to be Savannah in the darkness. There was also another time with Cammy in Las Vegas. He really would have liked to have been with both of them already. He could still picture a smooth 'fortune cookie' waiting for him.

He really wished they could board the cruise ship now and didn't have to wait one more day. He really needed to get away from it all. He wanted to be able to concentrate solely on Cameron for an entire week. Maybe he wanted Cameron to concentrate solely on him for an entire week without other things to distract her. Her main distraction was Skynet and the need to fight the war. He wanted to make her understand she didn't need to fight it alone.

John Henry wondered if John thought there may be an incident which could lead to a termination.

"Do you think the Metal girls will go 'Terminator' on some of them?" John Henry asked.

John didn't like to get involved in 'personal affairs' with their group. It certainly seemed to apply in this situation. With all the individuals involved, it seemed to make it a little more critical. This was a little different with bigger implications and repercussions.

"Yes." John said. "Keep an eye on it. If they actually go to leave with anyone, hit the fire alarm. They should know it's either you or CamNet."

John Henry didn't want to be the 'bad guy'. He really wanted to pass the buck on this one.

"I would prefer if CamNet did it." John Henry said. "I don't think she will. I believe she's enjoying this as much as we are."

John wanted to avoid any outside issues. He actually thought there would be another player involved at this point. For whatever reasons, it hadn't yet occurred.

"Someone will have to do it if things get out of hand. We both know Cameron will be angry about this." John said. "I'm surprised she hasn't gotten involved in anything yet since she left."

Savannah left John Henry a directive. He decided to share it with John.

"Savannah asked me not to inform Cameron of anything unless it was critical or an emergency." John Henry said. "She wants to keep Cameron out of trouble."

It sounded like a good idea to John on their honeymoon. He could see John Henry followed the directive so far. He wasn't so sure if CamNet would.

"Maybe it's something we should do more often." John said. "I want the same rule on our trip."

John Henry would need to follow orders left to him by Cameron.

"Cameron's order supersedes your order." John Henry said. "It's even if you're the General and the one in charge."

John could see the logic if it was taken one step further.

"And Savannah's order supersedes Cameron's order." John said.

John Henry and all the Terminators would follow the directives or orders from Savannah and Young Allison. It was in their programming. The 'Chosen Ones' were the ones with the final say.

"Yes." John Henry said.

John realized it made Savannah very powerful.

"It effectively puts Savannah in charge." John said.

John Henry nodded. He wanted to make sure John understood the full scope of Cameron's hierarchy.

"It's Savannah and Young Allison who both have absolute power and loyalty." John Henry said. "Would you personally trust anyone more than Savannah for anything?"

John trusted Savannah beyond all doubt and watched Young Allison in action. Their hearts were pure, even if the methods weren't always conventional. He needed to remember the girls were loyal to Cameron and loved her as much as he did. Wait. He was sure they actually both loved her more than he did. He figured their love was stronger because it was purely emotional. There was no physical aspect to it, at least not yet. The girls were very headstrong as well. He wanted to blame it on Cameron but he knew their older selves as well. They were all their own women.

He recognized his future would be a tough one.

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

John really didn't know what would happen going forward. He would really like to be able to speak with Future John one on one, and face to face. The event was most likely never going to happen, unless Future John returned to the past. He really didn't think it would be a good idea. If Future John returned by himself. He was sure Future John would want Cameron for himself. It would put him in the way of Future John. Future John would probably also go after the human girls too. He strongly doubted Future John would show the same restraint and controls as he did. Future John sounded like a real jackass sometimes. He wasn't about to let Future John take over in the present. He wondered if it would be Future John who ended up terminating him instead of Skynet. It gave him something to think about.

Claire and Jesse headed to Riley's room. They passed by Vanna's room and decided to let them finish whatever they were doing. They could hear them inside.

Jesse was open to a 'four way'. She wasn't sure if Claire would be on board for it. The more she thought about it, she actually believed Claire would. It was Allison who might have a problem with the 'four way'. She always wondered about those mother-daughter things she heard about. She would like to do the mother-daughter thing with Claire and Allison and the mother-son thing with Sarah and John. She could feel her body start to respond to her thoughts. She needed to keep it under control. She was about to take care of Precious. It actually mattered more to her right now.

Samantha knocked and entered the nursery when they arrived.

They all greeted each other.

"You're not needed yet." Samantha said.

Jesse wanted to stay. She was actually driven by an inner compulsion to be concerned with Precious. She was sure some 'motherly instinct' was activated within her. She never would have believed it a few years ago. She certainly never would have believed it in her future.

"We can wait here since we are already here." Jesse said. "I don't mind.

Samantha tilted her head slightly. She still wasn't sure why they would need to come before they were needed and decide to stay there anyway.

Claire offered a little explanation.

"Gail and Hanna are out." Claire said.

Samantha understood. There weren't too many options available to them.

"You may remain if you wish." Samantha said. "Riley always appreciates your assistance, as do I."

Samantha hoped it allowed Riley to go a little easier on herself for her personal inability, which wasn't her fault. It was reassuring to know there were others there who were willing to carry the torch.

Jesse and Claire eyed Samantha. There were some visible changes to her sheath from when they last saw her. The Resequencing of her sheath neared completion.

"You don't need to leave." Jesse said.

Samantha could feel what Jesse wanted. Cameron placed severe restrictions on her sexual freedom.

"I don't wish to be deactivated." Samantha said. "I am currently limited in what I am allowed to do."

Jesse was always up for an audience.

"You can just watch." Jesse said. "You may find it entertaining. You never know when there's a 'squeaky door'."

Samantha would like to see it. If she wasn't a participant, it didn't violate Cameron's order. She didn't see how it would be any different than viewing images on the internet. She only hoped they didn't go to some of the extremes some of the individuals she viewed on the internet did. She didn't even want to think about some of the things the males did to females or each other.

"You won't mind?" Samantha asked. "I can stand in the corner."

Claire and Jesse looked at each other.

The prospect excited Claire.

"I'm in." Claire said.

Samantha wanted to see Claire in action since it's what she was going to look like when her Resequencing finished. It would be very soon. It was well along already. With the updated 'Neural Interface' it would allow her to be much more like Claire. If she could see how clear responded, and what she responded to, she knew exactly what she would enjoy as well and could give the same response. It would be a very educational process.

She looked in the mirror several times a day to view the changes as they occurred. She checked her private areas as well. She was pleased it was one area which was definitely going to look better than what it previously looked like. She believed everything was going to be an improvement. The thought even crossed her mind to ask Claire if she could 'inspect' her so she knew exactly what the finished product was going to look like. She was worried if she did, she might not be able to stop with just a 'look'. She needed to refocus.

"I need to check on Precious first." Samantha said. "She comes first."

Jesse wanted to send a playful message.

"I guess in that case, I'll probably be second." Jesse said.

Claire and Jesse giggled with her statement.

Samantha said nothing and walked away. She did look back once with a smile on her face. It had taken her a little time to realize it was a joke.

Young Allison worked to make herself look as good, Hot, and as Tight as possible.

"How am I doing?" Young Allison asked.

Anna was very impressed with what Young Allison was able to do with herself. Right now Young Allison looked like Cameron, only slightly younger.

"You look Tight. You look like a younger version of Cameron." Anna said.

It's what Young Allison wanted to hear. She thought maybe Cameron looked like the older version of her in reality, but decided not to point it out.

"It was the idea." Young Allison said. "I want to look perfect for both of them."

Anna was aware of the future and what Young Allison sought.

"It's the 'Natural Order' Anna said.

Young Allison didn't need to be reminded about her future. She wanted her future now.

"Damn straight." Young Allison said.

Young Allison knew her future and wanted it more and more everyday. It was beautiful and something to look forward to. She wanted everything it offered. The trouble was, she wanted it now. Savannah wouldn't allow it. It was something she didn't fully understand. The future was the future and nothing was going to change. What was there to wait for at this point? Savannah said it would complicate her life and make everything harder. How hard could it be?

Waiting created frustration among other problems. If it was going to happen, it was going to happen. It was time something happened.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Candy Store

Most people remember
What it was like before
Those are the feelings
They want to restore

Love shouldn't seem
Like it's a chore
If that's what it becomes
It soon will be a bore

If someone wants one
To come back for more
They need to experience
A little extra than to adore

No one wants to hear
The other belch or snore
They want to feel the fire
That makes them purr and roar

The love that once was
They want an encore
They want to feel like
A kid in a candy store

Nobody