Griffin

Sorry, sorry, sorry it took so long to upload the second chapters. I'll try to get the next ones in faster.

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I don't really think I need to do a second disclaimer – but just in case – none of these characters, except Arrow, Griffin and Sphere belong to me.

Griffin

When Morpheus finally came into the meeting room, everybody was quiet and solemn, all thinking about what might happen. I felt Morpheus' eyes on me, and I looked up. He smiled at me. I saw it in his eyes - he was sure this time. I blushed a little as I remembered when I had first been liberated. Morpheus had convinced me I was the One. And when it turned out I wasn't, we were both crushed. I didn't want that to happen again.

Morpheus looked around the room, and made eye contact with everyone, except Trinity, who didn't look at him.

"I believe you all already know why you are here," Morpheus said. Everybody looked at Arrow.

"What?" She protested, "I didn't say anything, I swear!"

"That doesn't matter." Morpheus dismissed, "What matters is that I believe we have found him. The One." I exchanged worried looks with Arrow.

"I know what you're thinking," Morpheus continued, "That we've been through this before, but I am certain that we have him this time. So, first thing tomorrow, I'm going into the Matrix with Sphere, Trinity, Griffin, Apoc and Switch. We're going after him." And he left.

Cypher got up and left, followed by Dozer and Apoc. Then we slowly left the room, not really in the mood to talk. I don't know if Trinity left though.

I thanked God that I didn't have the night shift, or I'd never be able to do anything tomorrow. I though about going to talk to Arrow for a while, but I saw her walk off with Mouse, and decided against it. Its not that I hate Mouse, but he seems to dislike me for some reason. And he's really annoying, so I was happy not to spend any more time with him than I had to.

So, after calling out a few goodnights to various people, I headed to my room, excitement about tomorrow coursing through my body, despite my concern for Morpheus.

Sphere

Tank had the night shift, but he had a few minutes to spare before Morpheus started yelling at him to get to his station, so he walked me to our room, because I needed to get some sleep for tomorrow.

When we got there, he sat on the bed while I got my tattered pajamas on.

"I can't wait for tomorrow!" I said, " Finally, a chance to exercise. My trigger finger was getting a little rusty." I held my arm out around an imaginary gun, and pretend to pull the trigger. Tank smiled a little, but his eyes lacked their usual sparkle.

"What's wrong?" I asked, sitting down next to him.

"I guess I'm just worried."

"About Morpheus? I know. We all are." I said

"But I've known him longer than you have," Tank said, "He's my friend, I don't want him hurt again. Not again."

I laid my head on his shoulder, "I know." I said. We sat there for a while, then Tank kissed the top of my head, "I gotta go. I'll see you later."

"Mm," I nodded, and laid down on the bed as Tank got up and pulled the blanket over me. He turned off the light before walking out. But I didn't go to sleep.

Poor Tank. He was so worried about Morpheus. He is so sweet. I love him so much. I wished I could do something for him, make him feel better. He was always so supportive, always there for me. Like when my mother died. I was monitoring the Matrix that night, and then suddenly it was written there - Barbara Lawney was dead. Tank helped me sneak a visit to her grave a few nights later.

Or when I was injured on a mission, and Tank stayed by my side until I got better, never leaving me alone, even when someone tried to relieve him.

I don't know what I would do without him. I'd probably die. He is the reason I'm here. He is the reason I fight - so that one day, we'll live together in a peaceful, beautiful, free world

I wasn't really asleep, when, much later, Tank came to bed. I listened, not saying anything, to the familiar sounds of him getting his pajamas on in the dark, and trying to get into the bed without disturbing me. I rolled over, and snuggled up to him, laying my head on his chest, and he put his arm around me.

"Goodnight," I whispered.

"Goodnight," Tank whispered back. And then I closed my eyes and let sleep take over.

Next chapter up soon – I promise.