Dawn, Anya, and a broken up Cameron waited in their van. They were in the parking lot of a motel, and Cordelia was in renting them a couple of rooms. Their apartment had holes in the walls from the T-X’s cannon, so they had had to leave. A motel was perfect because it had entrances from outside, so Cameron wouldn’t have to walk by any reception desk.
Cordelia finally came back and got in the driver’s seat of the van.”We’ve got two rooms, so we’ll have to double up. I’ll share a room with-“
“Me and Cameron will share a room.” interrupted Dawn.
Cordelia glared at Dawn for a moment. “Dawn, I said I was sorry about what I said. Stop being mad at me.” She said.
“Say thank-you to Cameron for saving your life.” said Dawn curtly.
“Fine.” replied Cordelia, “Thank you Cameron.”
“You’re welcome.” answered Cameron, then to Dawn said “Can we go inside now? I’d like to put my arm back on.”
Later on that night Dawn, Anya, and Cordelia sat on the large bed in Dawn’s motel room, watching television. The girls wanted to give Cameron privacy, so she was using Cordelia’s and Anya’s room to repair herself. She had been there for hours now. It was getting close to midnight when she finally walked into her own room.
She had bandages on the skin around her eye, and a large bandage wrapped around her elbow, but besides that she looked ok.
“Hi Cameron,” greeted Dawn, “how did it go?”
“Hello. It went well. My arm is fully functional again. That was the hardest part.”
“Will your skin grow back?” asked Anya.
“Yes. Faster than yours would. In a day or two I should not have any cuts.”
“And the damage to your insides?” asked Cordelia, referring to when the T-X had punched through her then blasted her cannon into her torso.
“She missed my power supply. I will be fine.”
“Good.” said Dawn with a smile. “I’m glad you’re ok.”
“Dawn, may I use your phone?” asked Cameron.
“Sure.” said Dawn, tossing over her cell phone.
Cameron caught it, then sat in the only seat in the room. She dialled the number John and Sarah Connor had given her to call once her mission was complete.
“Hello?” answered Sarah after a few rings.
Cameron hit two keys on the phone; the secret sign that it was indeed her.
“Hello Sarah Connor,” she said after the two beeps, “I have completed my mission.”
“You can’t come back.” answered Sarah.
“I do not understand.” replied Cameron.
“We’ve gone into hiding. You can’t protect us anymore.”
“But John Connor needs me.”
“No, John Connor needs you to stay away. It’s too obvious what you are. You can’t fool someone who knows what to look for. You can’t act human enough.”
“What do you want me to do?” asked Cameron.
“I don’t care. Stay with that girl you saved. Find someone else to save. Take down Skynet. I don’t care. Just don’t try to find us. It would draw too much attention. We’ve got a good thing here. Don’t ruin it.”
And with those final words Sarah hung up.
Dawn watched Cameron stare at the wall, the way she did when she was unsure about something. She had heard Cameron’s side of the conversation, and could tell something was distressing her.
“Guys, it’s late. I want to go to bed.” she told Cordelia and Anya.
They both said their goodnights and left. For once Cordelia didn’t argue. She could probably tell something was wrong with Cameron as well.
Once they were gone Dawn looked over at Cameron again, who hadn’t even looked up to see the two girls leave.
“Cameron?” she asked.
“Let’s get in bed now.” said Dawn. She stood up and took off her shoes, then slipped off her jeans, and then crawled in under the covers.
Dawn reached over and flicked off the lamp, so the only light in the room came from the television set. After a moment’s consideration, she decided to remove her t-shirt as well this time. She lifted it over her head then threw it onto the floor. She had packed a bag when they had left the apartment, and she had changed her underwear earlier. She now had on her black bra and matching panties, both sheer, almost identical to Cameron’s, only a different color.
Dawn looked over at Cameron to see if she was getting ready for bed as well, but she was just sitting there staring at the wall.
“Cameron.” she said, then louder “Cameron!” when she didn’t get a response.
“Yes?” asked Cameron.
“Come get in bed.” said Dawn.
Cameron stood and walked to the bed, but once she got there she just stood there, like she was in a trance.
Dawn sighed. “Get undressed already.”
Cameron complied, dropping her pants to her ankles, and then lifting her tank top over her head. Dawn had given her a change of underwear earlier, so she was now wearing a matching purple bra and panties. Dawn had made sure to give her the sexiest, sheerest underwear she had had, and Cameron filled it out amazingly well.
Cameron had bandages wrapped around her middle, and Dawn winced when she thought about the plasma beam ripping through her.
Dawn had to tell Cameron to get into the bed, and as soon as she had crawled under the blankets she just laid perfectly still, staring at the ceiling.
“Do you feel pain Cameron?” asked Dawn.
“We have sensors that react to trauma. So, yes.” answered Cameron, never taking her eyes off the ceiling.
“Are you in pain now?”
“No. Not really.” answered Cameron.
“What’s wrong? I can tell you’re upset about something.”
“Sarah Connor told me I cannot come back.”
“Oh.” said Dawn, “Did she tell you that you had a new mission?”
“I don’t know what to do.” said Cameron, “I am supposed to protect them, but they don’t want me. I have to take their orders, but they contradict with my overall mission. Where should I go now?”
“Cameron, look at me.” said Dawn.
Cameron turned her head, and Dawn could see her face in the light from the TV. Dawn shimmied closer, and slipped her arm in under Cameron’s head, and put her other arm across her stomach. “Well where do you want to go?” asked Dawn reassuringly, trying to console her friend.
“I don’t know.”
“Well, do you know what I think you should do?” asked Dawn.
“I think you should stay with me.”
“You’d want me to stay with you?” asked Cameron, turning onto her side so she could face Dawn. “I don’t understand. I am a Terminator. Sometimes I don’t understand things, and Sarah Connor told me I act awkwardly. Not like a person should.”
“Lots of times I don’t understand things,” said Dawn, “and lots of people act differently. I don’t care about that.”
Cameron looked away. Dawn could tell she was not convinced.
“Cameron, when I look at you do you know what I see?” asked Dawn.
“I see a good friend, and someone who has saved my life.” After a pause she added “and a very pretty girl.”
“But I am not human.” said Cameron.
“I’ve told you already.” said Dawn with a smile. “You’re close enough for me.”
Slowly a smile emerged on Cameron’s face as well. “Thank you Dawn. I’d like to stay with you.”
“Good.” said Dawn.
Cameron looked down, then up again. “We’re very close.” She said.
“You’re just noticing that now huh?” laughed Dawn.
“Yes.” said Cameron. “I was thinking. Sorry.”
“It’s ok.” said Dawn, “as long as you’re noticing now.”
Dawn wrapped her free arm around Cameron’s back and pulled herself closer, pressing her body against hers, then took Cameron’s hand by the wrist and moved it to around her own neck.
Cameron looked down at their bodies pressed together. Dawn looked down as well, her heart beating heavily at the sight of Cameron’s breasts pressed against her own.
Cameron looked back up into Dawn’s face.
“You can feel things right? Besides just pain?” asked Dawn.
“Ok good.” said Dawn, and then pressed her lips against Cameron’s, but Cameron’s lips stayed firmly closed.
“I thought you wanted this.” whispered Dawn, a little embarrassed.
“I don’t know how.” Cameron whispered back.
Dawn laughed, relieved. “Just open your mouth the tiniest bit. I’ll kiss you, then once you figure out how to do it, kiss back.”
“Ok.” said Cameron.
Dawn leaned in for round two. She started by just pecking Cameron’s lips lightly. Then a little harder and a little longer.
She felt Cameron’s face begin to un-stiffen as she began to move her mouth with Dawn’s. Dawn pressed her lips tightly against hers, and Cameron pressed back. Dawn opened her mouth a little wider, and Cameron followed her example.
Dawn slipped her tongue into Cameron’s mouth, and then bit her bottom lip lightly. She was quite pleased when she heard a small moan come from Cameron. There was no doubt now that Cameron could not only feel things, but could enjoy them as well.
Dawn’s hand ran up and down Cameron’s back as Cameron experimented by letting her own tongue slip into Dawn’s mouth, which Dawn promptly sucked on and massaged with her own.
Dawn pressed her lips firmly into Cameron’s one final time, and then broke contact. She breathed heavily and her heart raced.
“How was your first kiss?” She asked.
Cameron didn’t answer for a minute. She just stared into Dawn’s eyes. Eventually, she said “I didn’t want it to stop.”
“Good.” said Dawn. “I liked it too.”
“Can we do it again sometime?”
Dawn laughed. “Maybe.” she answered, but reconsidered when she looked at Cameron, her pouty lips and huge brown eyes. “Yes. We can.”
Cameron smiled, and Dawn had to admit to herself that she had enjoyed kissing her. Really enjoyed it.
Dawn was falling for a Terminator.