EPILOGUE 2
SEVEN HOURS INTO THE PAST
PART I
Bob woke up and Dot was there.
He smiled at her. He just took awhile to relearn her face, gorgeous even in slumber. Thanking the User that he was processing to see her.
The User!
Memories were fleeting things in his processor. Wisps of smoke that he simply could not hold on to. But one thing he knew for certain, he had finally met the User.
But damn if he could barely remember what – they were like.
Bob raised his hand and breathed a sigh of relief to find it normal. He was weak, but not so much so that he couldn't turn his head and say, "Dot?"
She came awake abruptly. "Bob? Oh my User, Bob!
She took his face in her hands and kissed him all over it. Tears streamed down her face. Bob held himself very still not wanting her to stop. His own tears mingled with hers.
"Baby – I thought – you wouldn't believe --,"
"Ssh," Dot said, "Don't talk now love." And she kissed him deeply and showed him how frightened she had been and Bob knew she wasn't alone in that.
After a few nanos, something occurred to Bob or actually, a memory returned and he gently held Dot back, "Dot, why didn't you tell me?"
She looked thoroughly puzzled, "Why didn't I tell you what?"
"You know what," or then again, maybe she didn't yet? "that you were going to have my baby!"
"What?" Dot said, "Bob – honey – I'm not pregnant."
"But you have to be," Bob said, realizing how basic he sounded. "I – I don't know exactly how I know, but I know."
"Sweetheart," Dot said carefully, "I know I'm not for sure. First off, I've had an examination --,"
Now when did she have time to do that? Bob wondered.
" -- Second, that time of the minute came as scheduled."
"Oh," Bob couldn't hide his disappointment. But what about that voice? The one calling him 'daddy'? Then he realized what the voice had actually said, "I need you to be born." Not yet – but a future child. Dot was looking at him strangely. He smiled at her. Knowing she would be the mother of his children gave him strength.
"I just thought – well never mind honey, we'll have time to work on it later."
"Bob!" Dot blushed.
"So," Bob said, "What I miss?"
"Umm --," Suddenly Dot was visibly uncomfortable, "Quite a bit I'm afraid."
"In just a few seconds?"
Dot looked at him, stricken for a moment, "Sweetheart, I need to tell you something important. I need for you to remain calm and listen to me."
"You know it's funny," Bob said, "Whenever people tell you to remain calm, it's because they're about to tell you some bad news so you start to panic anyway."
"Bob," Dot said, "What second do you think this is?"
Bob didn't like the sound of that question at all. "You tell me. It's been a few days since the battle, right?"
"Bob," Dot said, "You've been unconscious for six cycles."
"What?" He couldn't believe it! Six whole cycles? Over a minute of his life gone and he could never get it back again. "No, no, no!"
"Bob --,"
"No," Bob crossed his arms. "Please I need to be alone for awhile."
"Being alone is the last thing you need." Dot crawled up on the bed beside him.
"Dot, what are you --?"
She kissed him again, over his face, on his mouth and his throat. Bob tried to hold onto the bitter frustration he was feeling but after a time and as always, Dot's touch melted his core-com. He started to kiss her back, his arms went around her and he deepened the kiss, pulling her as tightly against him as he could.
"Oh User, I'm so glad to see you again." He would have turned her over and made love to her at the moment if there hadn't been a knock at the door. Reluctantly, Dot pulled away.
"Hold that thought," she smiled.
"You can count on that," Bob said.
***
"Well?" Bob almost demanded.
Rose Norton disconnected the diagnostic machine, "I give you a clean bill of health, Prime Guardian."
Bob breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you Rose, for everything."
"Just don't ever do something like again, okay?"
"Okay," Bob smiled.
"Now I know since Dot is letting everyone know you're well, you're going to have hundreds of visitors soon," Rose said, "So at least try to keep the noise down to a dull roar."
"Yes ma'am."
Rose had been absolutely right. A few milliseconds later a crowd of people came filing into his room, bearing flowers, plants, candy and other assorted gifts, which covered every available surface. Matrix and AndrAIa, Mouse and Ray, Peg Walrod and a young boy that was introduced as Rich and Dom and SiRCe, who proceeded to tell Bob that they were engaged, much to Bob's pleasure. Captain Capacitor and Princess Bulla, Zif, and the ship captain's Irina and Covar followed them in.
Dot of course, got the place of honor next to his bedside and once again, fussed over and pampered him and Bob loved every nano of it. He figured Hex would visit in her own time and Phong certainly couldn't leave Mainframe attended by Hack and Slash. Thoughts of Phong led to other memories, but he would muse on those later.
"Bob!" Enzo ran in and practically threw himself at the Prime Guardian and Bob embraced him tightly.
"I'm so glad to see you Little Man."
"Bob you wouldn't believe what happened! Chaos infected me and I fought him off and protected Melissa and she ended up beating him in the end and would you believe Old Man Pearson took care of me and I ended up in the same hospital
and -- ,"
"Whoa, Little Man," Bob placed two fingers on Enzo's lips.
"I – I missed you Bob."
He embraced the little sprite again, "I missed you too."
Enzo whispered, "Now are you going to ask Dot to marry you?"
"Yes," Bob replied softly.
"Cool," Enzo said.
"Hi Melissa," Bob smiled at the girl-child virus.
She took two steps towards the bed and kissed Bob on the tip of his nose, "I'm glad you're better Bob."
Bob hugged her, "I'm glad you're all right too. Thanks for taking care of Enzo. I knew she's always do that."
Melissa blushed, "You're welcome."
The door came open again and a cheery voice called, "Room for two more?"
"Katiyana! Mina!" Bob had never been so happy to see two people. The Keytool Mistress was using a cane. There was still evidence of her injuries on her face, but she seemed to be healing well.
"Prime Guardian," Katiyana then did something Bob would have never expected. She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.
"I'm so glad your all right," he slid his arms around her shoulders in a gentle embrace. Then he smiled up at Mina, "And just how are you feeling young lady?"
"Much better, Prime Guardian, sir," Mina said.
"Not let's not be so formal. This is a day for celebrating. It's Bob."
"All right," Mina blushed slightly, "Bob."
When everyone was settled, the first thing Bob asked about was the safety of Mainframe and the Super Computer.
"Mouse won the battle for us," Dot nodded at her flamed-haired friend.
"Wasn't too hard, after Quicksilver turned tail and ran," Mouse said, "Most of the people fighting weren't soldiers at all. Just infected citizens.
"We've spent the past --," Dot broke off.
"It's okay Dot," Bob realized there was nothing he could do about that lost time, so there was no reason to dwell on it.
"All sectors have been secured," Dot said, "Mouse thought it would be all right to go ahead with the rebuilding efforts and continue the ones you started."
Bob nodded. The door opened and a nurse brought in his lunch tray. Dot continued to speak as she set it up for him.
"We've taken many prisoners and Matrix and AndrAIa have been questioning them but basically, like Mouse said, they were all just infected citizens and knew nothing about the viral's plans."
"What about the informant? Did we ever find out who that was?"
There was an uncomfortable silence.
"It was Tempus, wasn't it?" Bob nodded to Katiyana, "He was the one who – hurt you didn't he?"
"Yes," Katiyana said, "That day we were talking on the vid-phone, I was about to ask you if you had authorized his using the portal generator. One of the portal technicians called me because Tempus had told him you gave him permission to transport someone to Mainframe."
"Chaos," Bob said bitterly.
"We later caught that technician and the people who caused all the trouble at the Operations Center," Mouse chimed in. "He was the one who told us about Tempus. Ray and I managed to retrieve the original logs that showed the exact time the portal was used. The Operations Center Technician had forged copies."
"When Tempus reported into me that he was at Sector 2000 he really wasn't," Katiyana said, "A false report was sent. He was really at the Hall, transporting the viral. The technician was in on it, but he panicked and called me. Tempus then portalled outside my offices, disabled the communication and --," Katiyana shuddered at the unpleasant memories."
"I'm sorry, Katiyana, I should have known --,"
"How could you have?" Katiyana said.
"He was the one who tried to take me out," Ray spoke for the first time. "I think someone – perhaps Chaos -- saw me following him and fired that blast. Tempus knew I had to be out of the way, so he could sneak into the hall and do his dirty business."
"Then he just portalled to the sector he said he was in on the false report," Katiyana said.
"And made it look like he was there all along," Bob said. Then something else occurred to him, "Katiyana, what about Tracker?"
"Found in a recycle bin," Katiyana said, "He was badly damaged but he is healing, like his Keytool Mistress. Tempus knew if I couldn't identify him, Tracker could."
"Tempus was a member of the Chosen all along," Matrix said, "He said – even during the Daemon Conflict."
"What? When I discovered Tempus was alive, he had been hiding with a group of men protecting a small sector. They all attested to his loyalty. We – I never was given indication that he was part of the Daemon's army," Bob said.
"I know, that was the problem," Matrix said, "He felt that when you – I mean when we were – well."
"He wanted a piece of the glory and didn't get it?"
"Yeah," Matrix said, obviously relieved that an unpleasant subject had been avoided. "Every that could have identified him was gone."
"That cast on your arm wouldn't happen to be a product of your fighting him would it?"
Matrix nodded, "He tried to delete Doctor Norton."
"Why?"
Dot said, "One of Rose's technicians was a Chosen member. She made a general comment about finding a cure for SiRCe." Dot nodded to the woman who sat next to Dom.
"Apparently, the technician panicked, thinking Rose was going to find the cure for you too," Dot continued, "Rose had said something to the effect of using SiRCe's cure to find one for you. He called Colonel Tempus."
"So if the technician hadn't panicked, Colonel Tempus would have never tipped his hand?"
"Well yeah," Mouse piped in, "But like I said, Ray and I had already found out Tempus was the informant. It was Matrix who figured out he'd go after Rose."
"Tempus is in custody?"
Dot sighed, "No Bob."
"What happened?"
"Well sugah, we figure the Chosen got to him. He's deleted. While still in his cell."
"Damn," Bob muttered. He closed his eyes for a moment. Yet another poor choice on his part. Bob couldn't believe he had been so blind as not to see –
"Bob," Dot admonished gently as she laid her hand on his wrist.
"Okay, okay," Bob smiled at her. No wallowing."
Then something else occurred to the Prime Guardian, "Wait – does that mean that Lynx was also a Chosen member?"
"He claims he isn't," Mouse said, "Tempus released him, saying we had nothing to hold him on. In essence it was to cast more guilty light on Lynx."
"Where is Lynx now?"
"Well, sugah, you'll probably be seein' him but not anytime soon," Mouse said, "He was talking about brining charges against you and the New Collective."
"I see," Bob said.
"But when he found out the Tempus was working both sides of the fence, he got real spooked. We really didn't have any proof he was Chosen, so we let him go. He's still in the city as far as we know."
"I'm not worried about Lynx right now," Bob said, "I'll deal with him when the time comes. Did we ever find Desdemona?"
Again an uncomfortable silence, "No. It appears she left the city. No one has seen or heard from her in two minutes, not even Lynx." Dot said.
Bob nodded, "Anything else?"
"Actually, we wanted to ask you a few things," Dot said, "But we weren't sure how to approach the subject."
"You mean Quicksilver?" Bob shuddered at the uncomfortable memory, "Don't worry – he's deleted."
There was a collective sigh of relief. Bob couldn't help but glance remorsefully at Matrix. Matrix gave him a reassuring smile, but Bob couldn't help but say,
"Matrix – I'm --,"
"It's okay Bob," Matrix said, "Really."
"It's not okay," Bob said, "What I did to do --,"
"Bob, you didn't do, anything, remember?"
"Thanks," Bob said.
Matrix blushed slightly. Bob lifted himself further up in the bed, "This is totally random, knowing I missed this much time."
"Well sugah, I am more than happy to turn the reins of command back over to you," Mouse said.
"Are you sure Mouse? You did great."
Now it was Mouse who blushed, "Well thanks, sugah, but I'm a fighter not a politician."
"Oh, and I'm not?"
"You know what I mean!"
"So how are our ground and air forces? How badly was our military depleted?"
Each of Bob's questions was answered but basically, things seemed to be going well. It took a lot off his processor. After a while, Rose came in and chased everyone out but Dot, who resumed her position at his bedside.
"You know Dot," Bob said as she was clearing his lunch tray, "You may think I'm random for this but there's something I need to tell you about."
She sat down again, "I won't think you're random."
"You might after this," Bob said, "While I was unconscious – I think – I know – I met the User."
"What?"
"I know this will be uncomfortable for you and I'm sorry," Bob said, "But at anytime after I came here, did I – delete?"
Instantly, he saw the pain in her face, "Almost," she said. "Rose said we lost you for a few nanos but they revived you."
"I'm sorry to make you remember that," Bob said, and he realized in that split-nano was when he stood before the light and spoke with the User. He told her what he could remember of the experience.
"One thing I remember especially," Bob said, "Was that there wasn't just one User."
"More than one User?" Dot said.
"It was like there were hundreds – millions of Users and they're all connected as one somehow," Bob said, "Like through a network. And all share this same – space I guess or sections of the same space."
"But how is that possible?" Dot said, "Wouldn't each one fight for dominance?"
"Well – I guess," Bob said, "Maybe there is one dominate force over the Users. One User that regulates the whole collective knowledge. Whoa, this is too metaphysical for me."
Dot giggled, "Well obviously something happened to you. Maybe we'll know someday but for now --,"
And she was kissing him again and Bob wasn't about to do anything to stop her.
***
Late that night, as Bob lay in his bed in the dark and silent room. He felt her presence as thought she been there all along.
"Hello Hex."
"Hello Bob," he could almost see Hex smiling into the darkness.
"It's good to see you."
"Is it?"
"Yes. I understand Chaos is deleted?"
"That he is. My dear baby sister did quiet well, but then again, so did you."
"Thank you."
"So you beat him again, did you?"
"I didn't know I had it in me," Bob smiled.
"Well I did. You could have saved yourself a lot of trouble if you had listened to me in the first place."
"You're right of course, Hex, next time I'll know better."
"Good."
He heard her move over to him, and she gently kissed him on the lips, "Good night, Prime Guardian."
"Good night Hex," and he was alone in the room again.
PART II"Dot will you come on!" Mouse called for the nth time, "We don't have all second!"
"All right, all right!" Dot looked at herself in the mirror again. She knew she was being silly. They were just going shopping after all, but she wanted everything to be perfect. This was the biggest step in her life.
"All right," Dot stepped out of the bedroom. They were all in Bob's apartment at the Super Computer. She rushed out into the living room, "Okay, I'm ready."
Mouse and AndrAIa made a show of checking the time. Hexadecimal was sitting on the couch next to Melissa. Dot still couldn't believe the Chaos Virus was there. After leaving Bob and returning to the Council Hall, Irina had sent a message to Dot concerning the official christening and send-off of the Libertas and the Mercurius. Both ships had been called into battle without any of the traditional ceremonies being performed and Dot had fast learned that Mai was a stickler for protocol. Well so was she for that matter.
So when Mai had suggested the celebratory party along with the send-off Dot had thought it was an excellent idea considering how everything had turned out. So when Bob got out of the hospital at the end of the cycle both ships would make the journey to Mainframe.
Melissa had been invited and had therefore told Hex, who had made a fuss about loving parties and my how long had it been since she had gone shopping and the next thing Dot knew, the virus was going with them. Dot wasn't about to argue.
"Transport is ready," Mouse said.
"Oh who needs a transport?" Hex smiled and with a wave of her hand teleported them all into the shopping district.
"I will never get used to that," Mouse said.
"I don't think they will either," Dot nodded at the astonished crowd that had gathered around them.
*
Her arms laden with bags, Dot stopped in front of the store she had been looking for. They had been shopping for milliseconds, trying on gowns, shoes, and a wide variety of cosmetics. Much to her surprise, they were all actually enjoying Hex's company, although Mouse had asked, "Where do you think Hex got money from?"
"Do you really want to know?" Dot replied.
"No," Mouse answered.
The bell jangled as Dot entered the store. She had hoped she could slip away from the others and make her purchase but a few micros later, Mouse walked in.
"Good idea, sugah," Mouse said, "Jewelry always compliments a good outfit."
"Umm hmm," Dot said, already distracted.
AndrAIa was next, followed by Hex and Melissa.
"Ooh, look at all the pretty baubles!" Hex said.
A young sales clerk approached her, "How many I help you ma'am?"
"Aren't you a cutie?" Hex flirted, "What are these?"
"Rubies ma'am," the young man said, "They would be perfect for your lovely skin tone."
"Oh you flatterer, you!" Hex cried.
Dot could only shake her head. Either the man was incredibly brave, or he had no idea that Hex was a virus.
"Can I help you?" A handsome older woman approached Dot from behind the counter.
Dot sighed and glanced back at her friends who were browsing, "I'd like to see those please."
"Oh yes," the woman smiled. "We are very fortunate to have these. The war didn't affect this sector as badly as it could have and we managed to preserve some of our finest pieces."
The woman lifted the velvet filled display box onto the counter. "Our finest in men's wedding bands."
"These are very nice." Dot looked them.
"Does he know he's getting married yet?" The woman blushed, "I'm sorry, that was very personal."
"It's all right," Dot smiled. "No, he doesn't know yet."
"How nice. I love it when I hear of the woman taking the initiative. He's one lucky fellow."
"Well thank you," Dot said. She looked for a while and asked questions and finally chose the rings she wanted. As the salesperson took the rings away to wrap them, Dot turned away from the counter and found Mouse, AndrAIa, Hex, and Melissa all staring at her with their jaws hanging.
"Oh don't looked so shocked," Dot said, exasperated.
"And just when were you planning on telling us, sugah?"
"After I said 'I do'?"
Mouse burst out laughing and as always it was contagious and soon all the women were laughing as well. The poor young sales clerk could only stare at them like they had all gone random.
*
When Dot got back to Bob's apartment, there was a message waiting for her. A very special one that she knew would change everything for Bob. She had not been sitting idle while Bob had been in the hospital. There were people she had contacted and things she had done and now her plans as always saw fruition. Now if she could keep everything from Bob until the right time it would come out perfectly. She couldn't wait for the end of the cycle.
***
"So, did you get all your shopping done?" Bob asked as he finished his breakfast.
Dot had to fight to keep a straight face. "Yes. I hope the gown I bought is to your liking?"
"I'm sure it is."
"Although your line of credit took a beating."
"My credit line? Why'd you use mine?"
"Silly, mine is maxed out taking care of Mainframe," Dot moved the tray aside and leaned in close, "I'm sure we can work something out."
"Why Ms. Matrix," Bob said, "Are you coming on to me?"
"Of course," Dot kissed him.
"Surprise!"
"Surprise!"
Bob growled in frustration at the voices. Dot leaned back and smiled as Hack and Slash entered.
"Bob!"
"Bob!"
"We are glad to see you!"
"Yes we are!"
"Oh yes, and look who we brought!"
Dot and Bob were both surprised as Phong rolled in, "Hello my children."
"Why Phong, what are you doing here?" Dot said, "Although it's nice to see you."
"I will not stay long," Phong said, as Specks is currently at the helm, I just wanted to see how Bob was faring."
Dot turned to Bob and was about to say something when she noticed the look on his face, "Bob?"
He was staring at Phong with a look of total confusion. He seemed to be trying to mentally work something out in the way his eyebrow would raise one moment, then his jaw would tighten, and then his eyes would narrow.
"Bob? What's wrong?"
"Why are looking at me like that, my son?" Phong asked.
"I --," Bob suddenly flung back the sheet and sat up.
"Bob?" Now Dot was truly worried.
Bob knelt before Phong and embraced him, "Thank you."
"What for, my son?"
Again Bob got the most random look on his face, "You know something? I'm not really sure why. I just feel like I owe you."
Dot and Phong exchanged a glance.
"I think we just missed something," Hack said.
"Oh yes," replied Slash, "We definitely missed something."
***
Bob had also managed to get a few things done.
Bob closed the vid-window just as his close friends filed into the room. He had asked Dot to have everyone visit after dinner, even though he was due to be released in a few seconds. But he didn't want to wait on this.
He also asked Dot to call Peg Walrod and ask her to bring Rich with him. Dot had told him of Rich finding him when he had gotten lost in the Super Computer. He had thought long and hard on how he would thank the young man and now the perfect solution had come to him. He also needed to thank Peg for her help and the perfect solution for that had come as well.
He had just gotten off the vid-phone with Mina who was on her way there now.
When his friends were gathered, much more comfortable now there were more chairs, Bob began.
"First off," Bob said, "I wanted to apologize for anything I may have said or done during my illness – no wait, let me finish --." Bob held up his hand to forestall the inevitable protests, "I know it was because of the illness, unfortunately that still doesn't stop me from feeling guilty for what happened."
"Well it shouldn't," Dot said, "We understand Bob."
"I know," he squeezed her hand. "Rich?"
Rich, who had been sitting on the floor, hopped up, "Yes, Prime Guardian, sir?"
"I wanted to thank you for what you and your friends did for me," Bob said. "I've thought long and hard on how to thank you and I hope I've come up with the perfect solution. If you or any one of your friends would like to join the Guardian Academy just say so and you're automatically in."
Rich's eyes went wide, "You – really? The Academy? I can be a Guardian?"
"If you'd like," Bob said.
"Wow! Totally schway! You bet I would! I mean – yes sir! Thank you, Prime Guardian sir!"
"You're welcome Rich," Bob smiled.
Rich turned to Ray, "Did you hear that Ray? Isn't it totally cool? I'm going to be a Guardian!"
"That is the coolest thing in the net, Nipper. I'm proud of you." Ray said.
And Rich fairly beamed. Looks like Ray has found his own Little Enzo, Bob mused.
"Now Peg," Bob went on, "I'm afraid the news I have for you isn't so good."
"Oh?" Was all she said, but Bob could hear the wariness behind that single word.
"Yes," Bob said, trying to keep his face impassive, "You see I've decided that I no longer can have you as commander of Sector 1018."
"What?" Peg said.
"Bob!" Dot said. "Peg was an invaluable help during the battle."
"So everything I've done meant nothing?" Peg demanded. "Protecting my sector? Helping during the fighting?"
It took every ounce of will for him not to bust out laughing. "I've made my decision."
"You'd better have a damn good reason, Prime Guardian, sir," Peg demanded, "That's my sector."
Bob decided he'd better let her off the hook before she deleted him. "You can't have it both ways, Peg. You're either a sector commander or a member of the Guardian Council, which will it be?" Only then, did Bob allow the grin to spread across his face.
Peg turned scarlet. Rich started laughing and Dot hid a giggle behind a cough.
"Why you --," Peg sputtered, "You – I – that was – oh! It's a good thing you're already in a hospital bed because I'd put you in traction for that!"
Bob burst out laughing, just as Mina walked in. The girl was carrying a small square metal box, "Mina, thanks for coming." Bob turned back to Peg, "So Peg am I to assume by that reaction that your answer to my offer of a Council position is no?"
"Bob, I'm going to deck you one in a nano."
Bob laughed again. Then he went to sit up as Mina handed him the box.
"What's in the box, love?" Dot asked.
Bob opened it up and showed it to her.
"Very nice, what's it for?"
"You'll see," Bob said, "Matrix?"
"Yes Bob?"
"Come over here, please."
Puzzled, the renegade left his chair and went to stand next to Bob's bed. Bob slowly, ponderously got to his feet.
"Bob?" Dot reached out.
"I'm okay, sweetheart," Bob said. He stood in front of his young friend. "I'm sure you've realized that with the – with what happened to Colonel Tempus, the Guardian Collective no longer has a military leader with the experience needed."
Bob opened the box and showed Matrix what was inside. It was a silver disc icon pin. "You have a lot to learn, Matrix, and I'll be training you personally of course but for now, I need someone I know I can trust and depend on and I can't think of a better candidate than you."
"Bob --?" Hope warred with uncertainty on Matrix's face.
"There are ceremonies that need to be performed to make this an official appointment. As you can see, I'm not exactly dressed for the occasion."
Matrix chuckled, then quickly sobered.
"So we'll just have to make due for now," Bob said. "Matrix – Enzo, I want you by my side in the Guardian Collective. I know this isn't exactly what you hoped for when you were little but I need you to command the military as a Lieutenant Colonel."
"Lieutenant Colonel?"
"You'll have to earn that gold colonel disc," Bob said, "But I have faith in you."
Dot stood up and Bob could see the tears welling in her eyes.
"Enzo Matrix," Bob said, "Do you accept this commission in the military of the New Collective?"
"Bob --," Matrix's voice broke. "Do you know what this means to me?"
"Yes," Bob said.
Matrix's eyes closed and Bob could see the emotion in his face. AndrAIa moved to stand beside him. When Matrix opened his eyes, they were glistening with moisture, "Yes," he said at last, "Yes I accept."
"Congratulations, Sparky." AndrAIa kissed him, "Or should I say Lieutenant Colonel Sparky?"
Matrix actually chuckled again.
"Congrats mate, no one deserves this more than you," Ray grinned at him.
Matrix returned the grin, "Thanks Ray."
"You got that right, congratulations, sugah."
Dot laid her hand on Bob's arm, "Thank you." She whispered then she went and embraced her brother and told him how proud she was of him.
In the midst of all the back patting and congratulations, Matrix looked up and caught Bob's eyes. He mouthed the words, "Thank you, Bob."
PART III"Aw – AndrAIa, do I have you wear this monkey-suit?"
"Stop whining, Sparky," AndrAIa came out of the bedroom they had used while staying with Bob. "You're a Lieutenant Colonel now."
Matrix still wasn't used to that. Only a few cycles ago he hadn't known what his purpose was in life and now he'd basically been handed Tempus' job written on a silver disc. How was that for irony?
"Are you very proud of me?" Matrix said.
AndrAIa approached him with a slow seductive walk. Her arms slid around his muscular shoulders, "I am very proud of you, Sparky." Then she kissed him.
*
Bob gave an appreciative whistle as Dot stepped out of the bathroom.
The Command.com struck a pose, "Are you pleased, Prime Guardian?"
"Very," Bob took in the black satin strapless gown that Dot wore. "Damn you're sexy."
"Thank you," Dot smiled, "And you're looking exceedingly hot tonight."
Bob struck his own pose in his dress uniform, "This thing is hot all right. Should have just worn a tux."
"Now you're the Prime Guardian, you must set an example," Dot said, "How are you feeling love?"
"Dot, I'm fine, really, never felt better," Bob said. "Just as long as nothing too stressful happens."
Dot got the strangest look on her face. Bob had noticed she had been acting random all evening, "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine." She smiled, nervously.
"Dot Matrix, what are you up to?"
"Nothing, honey," Dot said, "Let's see if Matrix and AndrAIa are ready."
Bob frowned after her. Now what in the motherboard was she up to?
***
The mini-ballroom of the Libertas was decorated with all the finery available. Music and laughter filled the air along with the tantalizing scents of various foods. Being a transport ship and not a war ship, the Libertas was especially equipped with certain perks. It was here that the Mainframers and their friends from the Super Computer gathered to celebrate.
Bob of course, was the guest of honor, even though the Prime Guardian insisted that everyone should be equally proud of his or her accomplishments. Despite the jovial atmosphere, Bob knew that they still faced many problems. The Chosen were still out there and the New Collective had suffered a blow at a time when they weren't prepared for it. It would take a long time to repair the damage but Bob, filled with new confidence, felt he would succeed.
For now, Bob decided, he was just going to have a good time.
With Dot on his arm, Bob entered the ballroom. Mike the TV was watching the door, although how he managed to sneak to the party, let alone The Super Computer was anybody's guess. The TV leapt up as the couple stepped across the threshold.
"Presenting the Prime Guardian of the New Collective, Robert Lan and his lovely companion the Command.com of Mainframe, Dot Matrix!"
"Mike!" Bob and Dot said as one.
Everyone turned to the door and began to applaud.
"Oh dear," Dot blushed.
Bob chuckled, "Hey, enjoy the spotlight."
"I've had enough of the spotlight, thank you very much."
They mingled. Bob went to get Dot a drink. When he returned he was pleased to see that Hex had arrived and had brought, as previously arranged, Enzo and Melissa with her.
"There you are Bob!" Hex raised her hand and Bob figured that was his cue to take it and kiss it, which he did.
"Hex, you look stunning," Bob said.
"Do I now?" She wore a form-fitting outfit similar to her own with a full cape. "And you look very handsome in your dress uniform."
"Well thank you," Bob smiled.
"Now where are all the eligible young bachelors?" Hex rubbed her hands with glee.
"Take your pick Hex," Bob said.
The Chaos virus gave him a toothy grin and melted into the crowd.
Matrix and AndrAIa meandered over. The game sprite looked stunning in a turquoise off-the shoulder number. Her aquamarine air was swept up in a loose bun.
"You two look sensational," Dot said.
Matrix kissed Dot on the cheek, "You look gorgeous yourself tonight sis." Matrix's eyes fell on Enzo, "So you got roped into wearing one of these monkey-suits too, eh?"
"Matrix," Dot said.
"Yeah," Enzo grumbled.
"Enzo!"
"Aw, Dot do I have to wear this?" Enzo complained of the tuxedo. "I look like that penguin that's always showing up."
"What penguin?" Dot knelt before him and straightened his collar.
"I look like a dork."
"I think you look very handsome, Enzo," Melissa smiled shyly at him.
"Really? You think so?"
"Yes."
"Thanks," Enzo ran his hand through his hair, much to Dot's consecration. "Umm – would you like to dance, Melissa?"
Her face lit up, "Well – yes but – I don't know how."
"Oh that's okay, I'll teach you."
Enzo held out his hand and Melissa took it and he led her out on the dance floor.
"Now isn't that cute?" Mouse said as she and Ray joined them. The red-haired mercenary looked sultry in a form fitting scarlet gown with a plunging neckline and a high split up the skirt. "Did you teach him that, Dot?"
"Oh yes," Dot smiled as she watched her little brother twirl Melissa around the room. "You know, he would stand on my feet and we would do the steps together."
AndrAIa suddenly gave a sharp intake of breath. Everyone turned to stare at her. She was staring at Matrix, with a look of wide-eyed shock, her mouth open.
"What?" Matrix said.
Still she didn't speak, but a slow smile spread over her face.
"You okay, sugah?" Mouse asked.
"AndrAIa what is?" Matrix asked, his patience obviously growing thin.
"Sparky!" AndrAIa said incredulously, "You can dance?"
Matrix made an embarrassed noise. His face flushed hotly, basically answering AndrAIa's question.
"Of course he can," Dot confirmed. "He was the original Enzo."
"Dot!"
Ray burst out laughing. Matrix growled at him. Ray shut up.
"Come on, Sparky, let's as they say, 'cut a rug'," AndrAIa had him by the arm and was pulling him onto the dance floor.
"Aw – AndrAIa, don't make me do this!"
"Now didn't I tell you to stop whining, Lieutenant Colonel?"
To everyone's surprise, Matrix danced AndrAIa around with a grace that belied his size and temperament. Dot watched with a fond smile.
"Excuse me, Dot?" Mike had come up behind her. "Your special guests are here."
"They are?" Dot said, "Thanks Mike."
"Special guests?" Bob asked.
"Yes," Dot said. "I'll be right back, sweetheart."
"But --,"
"Just wait for me here, all right?" Dot said, "I have a few surprises for you tonight."
"Oh no," Bob said.
"Come on," Mouse said, "Lets take a dip in the punch bowl."
Mouse took both his arm and Ray's and steered them towards the food table. On the way, they passed Hex, who by all intents and purposes, was making like Scarlette O'Hara at the Twelve Oaks barbecue, surrounded by several mooning young men.
Bob was sipping punch a few nanos later and listening to Ray and Mouse argue about the latest S-14 fighter when he heard Dot say, "Bob?"
Bob turned and froze.
Dot stood smiling at him. Beside her was an older couple. The woman, with a pleasant heart-shaped face, azure skin and large brown eyes, smiled with welcome. The man was tall and well built; his silver face all hard lines and angles. His eyes, dark green, were a bit wary.
The woman stepped forward and her smile widened, "Hello Bobby."
"Mom," Bob said. "Mom!"
Bob ran to the woman and embraced her tightly. He swung her around and kissed her on the cheek. They both laughed and cried and Bob couldn't remember when he had been so happy. Word spread quickly that Bob's parents were present and soon a crowd had gathered.
Finally, Bob held his mother at arms length, "But how?"
"How do think, Bobby?"
"Bobby?" Matrix and Ray said together.
Bob gave them a warning look, then he knew of course, how it had happened, "Dot."
"Were you surprised?" Dot smiled.
"Oh Dot, thank you." Bob pulled her to him and kissed her.
"Hello Mouse," his mother smiled at Mouse.
"Hi ma'am," Mouse smiled at her.
"And who is this handsome young man?"
Ray took her hand and kissed it, "Ray Tracer, at your service ma'am."
"Now is this the one you've finally decided to settle down with?"
"Ah – I -- well --,"
"Here's hoping Mrs. Lan," Ray said.
Bob flinched, although he knew Ray couldn't possibly know the truth.
"Well you keep at it dear, you'll crack through that wall of hers," his mother said, "But it's Mrs. Home."
She turned to Bob and her smile faltered a little, "Aren't you going to say hello to your – to Ian, Bobby?"
Bob turned for the first time to the man who had stood silently by while Bob had made his hellos to his mother. The mood change was immediate. Her felt himself tense, and his hands fisted.
Ian Home stepped forward and said stiffly, "Robert."
"Sir," Bob said.
It was suddenly very uncomfortable in their little circle. The silence was broken by Mrs. Home saying, "When were shocked when Dot contacted us and told us everything that had been going on."
"Were you safe?" Bob felt it was safer to just speak with his mother, "I'm sorry I couldn't reach you."
"We were fine, Bobby but we had to leave a few places rather quickly. We were so proud when we received your message saying you were Prime Guardian."
"I'm glad," Bob glanced at his stepfather doubting he was proud.
"And then when Dot called because you were sick, we came back as soon as we could," his mother continued. "Oh Bobby, I'm so glad you're better."
"Me too," he hugged his mother again. "Have you met Dot's brothers?"
"Not formally," she said, turning back to Dot. "I am very interested in getting to know you better, Dot dear."
Now it was Dot who blushed, "Um – all right."
Bob motioned Matrix and Enzo over, "Mom this is Enzo," he placed his hands on Enzo's shoulders."
"Hello young man," his mother smiled at Enzo, "Aren't you handsome."
Enzo flushed scarlet, "Thank you, ma'am. Um – are you really Bob's mom?"
"Yes I am," she said.
For a moment, Enzo looked up at Bob. The little sprite's expression was hard to read. "It's nice to meet you at last."
"And so polite," Mrs. Home shook Enzo's outstretched hand.
"And you're Bob's father?" Enzo said to Ian Home.
"Um – no young man – I'm his stepfather."
"Well I'm pleased to meet you too," Enzo shook hands with the man.
"And this is well – Enzo," Bob said. At his mother's puzzled look, Bob said, "It's a long story."
"Hi," Matrix walked forward, "Everyone calls me Matrix."
"Very well, Matrix," Mrs. Home said.
Full introductions were made around the room. It was a little while before Bob had his mother's attention again and when she was finally with him the first thing she said was, "Bobby, I want you to try and make peace with Ian."
"Mom --,"
"No, listen to me," Mrs. Home tone was firm. "Ian had wanted to settle your differences for a long time. He just doesn't know how. He does care for you Bobby and is as of you as I am."
"Mom, I don't know if I can," Bob said.
"Please," his mother placed a hand on his arm, "He would like to give Dot away at the wedding."
Bob looked at her in complete surprise, "Mom --,"
"You are going to ask Dot to marry you tonight aren't you?"
"Honestly, mom, I could never keep anything from you."
Janet Home opened the tiny beaded purse she carried, "I know you've probably already gotten her a ring but I thought you might want to have this."
She handed him the velvet ring box and Bob took it and opened it slowly, "Oh mom – is this what I think it is?"
"My great-grandmother's engagement ring," his mother closed her hands around his. "I knew from the very beginning when I first spoke to Dot that she would be a good wife for you. Take care of her Bobby."
"I will mom," Bob embraced his mother tightly. "I love you, thank you."
"I love you to, Bobby."
***
"I can't believe it Dot," Matrix said, "Bob's parents! You're amazing!"
"Why thank you, little brother," Dot said. "I just hope Bob settles things with his step-father."
"Yeah," Matrix said.
"And speaking of settling things," Dot said, and she nodded towards a table where Enzo and Melissa sat talking. "I still owe you a talk."
"I know," Matrix said.
"Since this is a party, I'll try not to spoil your evening Matrix," Dot said. She placed her hand on his muscular forearm, "You realize that what you said to him – about deleting him – was awful."
"Yes," Matrix muttered, his head lowered slightly.
"Matrix, you may not believe this," Dot went on, "But he looks up to you a great deal already. He sees what he could someday be, the greatest warrior in the net. He craves your approval and respect. Find it in your core-com to give it to him."
"Dot – I don't know what I can do," Matrix said, "He already doesn't trust me."
"Then you'll have to earn his trust," now Dot stood in front of him. "You are both one in the same. Consider how he feels. Think of what he's been through. You both have a lot more in common, than you realize. I know if you try hard enough you could probably sense what's inside of him."
Matrix looked at his young counterpart for a time. Dot could see the emotions warring within your bigger brother format. Finally Matrix spoke, "I really hurt him, didn't I?"
She had to be honest. "Yes."
"I'll try Dot," Matrix said, "I can't promise miracles."
"Not asking for any," Dot said, "Just go talk to him for a nano."
"Okay."
"Matrix?"
"Yes?"
"Would you promise me something?"
"Sure."
"Look after your little brother," Dot said. "Take care of him. You're going to need each other."
"I will Dot," Matrix said, "I promise."
***
Matrix approached the table where Enzo and Melissa sat. Melissa noticed him first and Matrix hesitated. Then he thought, "Why am I all antsy around a little girl virus?" Because she's Hexadecimal's sister that's why.
"Hey you two," Matrix said.
"Hey," Enzo said.
"Hello, Matrix." Melissa said mildly.
"Melissa, may I speak with Enzo alone for a while?"
Melissa looked at Enzo.
"It's okay," Enzo said.
"I'll get us some more punch," Melissa said.
Matrix took the chair she vacated, turned it around and straddled it, "Some party, eh?"
"Yeah."
"Having a good time?"
"Yeah."
They were silent for a moment.
"Look Kid, there was something I wanted to say to you."
He realized he had Enzo's full attention. The little sprite stared at him expectedly, "What?"
"I wanted to let you know that I'm going to do my best to make up for everything I've said and done to you," Matrix said, "I know you said you'd never trust me, but I hope I can change that. I'm going to try my best."
Enzo looked at him, his expression unreadable. "And?"
"And," Matrix said, "I promise to look after you. As long as I'm around I won't let anything happen to you. If you ever need anything, just come to me."
Enzo sighed, "Anything else?"
Matrix frowned thoughtfully. His reaction puzzled Matrix. He noticed for the first time that Enzo had his arms wrapped around his torso and his hands were under his armpits. "Are you all right?"
"No – yeah – I'm fine," Enzo rubbed his hands together, "It's just cold in here, that's all."
"Cold, are you kidding?" Matrix said. He reached out and grasped Enzo's hand. "Your hand is like ice."
"Don't," Enzo snatched his hand away and proceeded to move his chair over.
Matrix stared critically at the little sprite. "Something's wrong with you isn't there? Something that happens whenever I come around."
"No!" Enzo didn't quite look at him.
"Enzo --," Matrix began but he didn't know what he could say. It didn't matter because Melissa came back with the cups of punch.
"Enzo?" She said, uncertain.
"Thanks, you want to dance?" Enzo asked quickly.
"Well okay," Melissa said.
"Enzo," Matrix said, "Just remember what I said, I meant it okay?"
"Yeah, okay, Matrix."
Matrix watched as they moved back onto the dance floor. Bob and Dot were right. This wasn't going to be easy, but he was sure as hell going to give it his best shot.
***
Out on the deck, Bob cautiously approached the Ian Home, where he stood conversing with Captain Capacitor.
"Ah, Bob lad," Gavin said. "I was just conversing with yer father here. Looks like he and I have the same interest in sailing."
Bob decided not to correct Gavin about Ian Home's relationship to him, "Gavin, would you excuse us for a moment, please?"
"Aye, of course, lad, I can understand," Gavin started off, "Um – ye haven't by any chance seen Captain Irina have ye?"
"I believe she was called to the bridge," Bob said.
"Thank ye, lad."
Then Bob was alone with his mother's husband.
"So, how have you been?" Ian asked.
"Well I was near to deletion just a minute ago," Bob flinched at the sarcasm in his voice. "Sorry."
"So you still dislike me," Ian said. "I thought you'd be over it by now."
"Over it? That you married my mother and drove a wedge between us?" Bob felt the bitterness swell in his core-com.
"Is that what you really think?" Ian asked.
"No," Bob said, "I thought that when I was a kid, but you never did anything to make me change my mind. It was like you didn't care, like you had given up on me."
"I didn't know what to do about you," Ian said, "You know I've never had any experience with children."
Bob gave a harsh laugh of derision, "You knew my mother had a son. How did you think it was going to be?"
"I --," for the first time since Bob had known Ian, the man seemed uncertain, "I just thought things would work themselves out. I'm sorry I let you down."
The words came as a complete surprise to Bob. He turned and looked at Ian as though seeing him for the first time. "You really love my mom, don't you?"
Ian smiled slightly. "You're just figuring that out now?"
Bob chuckled, "Can we start over?"
"Yes."
Bob sighed. He reached out his hand and Ian shook it.
"I am proud of you," Ian said, "Prime Guardian? And your mother and I are assuming you're going to marry your sweet Dot?"
"Yes, sir," Bob said.
Ian chuckled, "When I first saw the little one, I thought he was yours."
"Enzo?" Bob said, "I wish he were."
"Will you give him your name?"
"Well --," Bob hadn't really considered it. Enzo Lan. "Well I guess that depends on him and Dot. If he wants to be called Lan, I'll give him my name."
"Did your mother give you the ring?"
"Yes."
"Well, my boy, then what are you doing wasting time out here?"
***
Dot decided to mingle. She figured it would give her the courage to do what she had been avoiding for most of the night. She caught sight of Captain Irina making her way around the room. There had been some sort of problem on the bridge earlier but apparently, it had been rectified.
"Good evening Dot, are you enjoying the party?"
"Yes, thank you, was the problem on the bridge taken care of?"
"Yes, it was a minor problem with navigation," Irina said. "Apparently --,"
"Err – um – excuse me, me ladies," Gavin walked up, holding his hat in his hands with a deletion grip. "Captain Irina – would ye – that is --," Gavin broke off, the rim of his hat receiving severe punishment.
Dot looked from Gavin, to Irina, who was blushing imperceptibly, to Gavin again. She smiled slightly, "You know Gavin, Irina was just about to tell me what went wrong on the bridge. But you know I just don't have the knowledge about such matters, why don't you two discuss it? Irina, did you know Gavin does a mean waltz?"
"Um – I – would you care to dance, Irina?"
"It would be my pleasure, sir," Irina said.
Dot watched with a smile as they walked onto the dance floor. A few nanos later a pair of strong arms slid around her waist and she was pulled against a muscular chest, "Why you match-making little minx you."
"Well why not?" Dot said, "Everybody deserves somebody."
"You're right about that," Bob said. "Dot, would you like to go for a walk on deck? There's something I need to talk to you about."
"Um –," Dot said, "Why don't we mingle some more?" Damn it all, why was she so scared?
"Well – I guess – but --,"
"Dot!" Mouse came striding towards her, "Can I see you for a moment please?"
"Yes," Dot said, "I'll be right back sweetheart."
Mouse practically dragged her out of the ballroom and shoved her into the nearest ladies room. To Dot's surprise, Hex and AndrAIa were there as well.
"Thanks for the save, Mouse," Dot said.
"Save nothing!" Mouse said, "We want to know why you haven't asked Bob to marry you yet."
"There hasn't been the right opportunity --,"
"Can the 'I'm waiting for the right moment' act," Mouse said, "Now go out there and corral that stallion, you hearin' me?"
"Yes Sir, Ma'am," Dot said.
"That was easy enough," AndrAIa mused as Dot walked out.
***
Bob was waiting for her by the door leading out on deck.
"Now, how about that walk, gorgeous?"
"I'm willing handsome," Dot said.
They walked together, arm and arm. Neither one spoke. They just enjoyed the cool night air and that familiarity that made them the perfect couple. Others were out on deck as well but it seemed that the night was for them alone. They stopped by the railing and watched as the ships moved silently side by side.
"Do you see that portal?" Bob said after a time, "That's a tropical system where the weather is always mild." He pointed to another, "And that one is famous for their emerald mines."
He was nervous about something Dot could tell. Well so was she. "Bob --?"
"Come here," Bob pulled her close and closed his eyes, "I want to show you something."
After a few nanos, Bob's body was infused with the glow of his power. Dot gasped as they began to float above the deck. She realized the ship had come to a stop. Had Bob arranged that? She closed her eyes, afraid at first, then Bob said, "Look Dot."
She opened her eyes and gasped her delight. They were floating several hundred feet above deck now, surround but the majesty of the net. Hundreds of systems so close she felt she could touch each one. Portals, of infinite beauty and a myriad of colors and shapes allowed travelers a glimpse of what cultures lie within.
"Dot," Bob's voice was like a gentle caress, "I can't promise to give you all of this. I only know one thing. I love you and I'll do my best to make you happy."
"I love you too," Dot said, "Oh Bob – I – I --,"
"What is it sweetheart?" Bob said, "Something's troubling you I know. You know you can tell me anything. No matter what it is --,"
"Will you marry me?"
Bob was duly shocked. "W – what did you say?"
"You heard me," Dot said, her voice shaking with emotion. "Will you marry me?"
And to her utter chagrin, Bob started to laugh.
Dot was crushed. He thought this was funny? Here she was opening her heart completely to him and – how could he do this? She thought she had known him but now –
He seemed to finally notice her anger, "Oh no, honey, please don't take this the wrong way --,"
"And how am I supposed to take it?" Dot demanded, tears falling unbidden down her cheeks, "I asked you to marry me and you laugh? Robert Lan I've seen you do some basic things, but that was the most heartless --,"
Bob reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a velvet ring case. He opened it and held it up to her.
It was the most beautiful antique engagement ring Dot had ever seen. She looked into his eyes and saw his undying love for her. His lips curled in that quirky and familiar half-smile.
"It's my great-great grandmother's," Bob said, "I bought you one of my own, but my mother gave me this. She thought I might need it tonight."
"Oh," the tears came again, but they were for a different reason. "Oh Bob --,"
Bob held her close, his lips caressed her ear, "Will you marry me, Dot?"
Dot gave a small laugh of delight, "On one condition. That you marry me?"
"Oh yes," Bob said against her mouth, "Darling, yes."
***
Down on the deck below them. Bob and Dot had an audience.
Matrix watched them and sighed almost wistfully. They'd be happy together he knew.
"Isn't it romantic?" He heard the smile in AndrAIa's voice.
"Yes, it is," Matrix said, quietly.
For a moment, the two were silent, lost in their own thoughts.
"AndrAIa?"
"Yes, Lover?"
"I promise. Someday."
"And you always keep your promises?"
"Always."
*
Ray pulled Mouse against his chest, "Now ain't that nice, Bluey?"
"Nicest thing I ever saw," Mouse said. "They're gonna be good together."
"Like us?"
Mouse turned in his arms and gave him a raised eyebrow look.
"I just mean --," Ray said.
"I know what you mean," Mouse smiled as she leaned back against him again, "And stop calling me Bluey."
*
Enzo smiled up at Dot and Bob and shook his head with a bemused expression, "About time," he said.
"Are you happy about this Enzo?"
"Yes," Enzo said. "They need each other."
"Yes, I think so to," Melissa said, "I'm happy if you're happy Enzo."
***
PART IV
"Aw Dot, why do I have to go to bed now?" Enzo said, "I'm not sleepy." And he was proven wrong when he yawned.
"It's way past your bedtime," Dot said, as she tucked him in bed in the guest cabin. "It's way past my bedtime. Tomorrow we can do whatever you want."
"Don't you mean today?"
"Yes," Dot kissed him on the cheek.
"Dot?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Can I talk to you about something?"
"For a nano."
"I just wanted to say, I'm glad you and Bob are getting married," Enzo said, "You know, it was great meeting Bob's parents. Nana – she said I could call her that – says she's going to spoil me and Sir is pretty cool too. I like them both and I'm glad Bob and Sir are friends now."
"Me too," Dot said.
"It got me thinking though," Enzo said.
"About what sweetie?"
"Well," Enzo laid back and put his hands behind his head, "There's a lot we don't know about Bob, is there?"
"No," Dot said, "Does that bother you?"
"No," Enzo said, "Well yes, in a way."
"What bothers you Enzo?" Brother and sister looked towards the door at the sound of Bob's voice.
"Um – Bob – I," Enzo said.
"It's okay, Enzo," Bob walked in and sat down on the bed across from Dot, "Don't ever be afraid to talk to me about anything. I promise to be totally honest with you."
"Will you tell me everything?" Enzo asked hopefully. "Like what happened to you in the web?"
"Yes," Bob looked at Dot and took her hand, "I'll tell you both everything."
"Can I ask you something then?" Enzo asked. "It's about Protocol 999."
"Sure," Bob said.
"If you had never met Dot and me and didn't know us, would you have let the Guardian's destroy Mainframe?"
"Enzo," Dot said.
"No, it's all right Dot, I did promise," Bob said. "No I wouldn't have Enzo. I never agreed with that protocol. I never thought it would be used though. I guess I thought if it ever happened I could stop it someway." Bob made a noise of derision, "Guess that didn't work out like I thought it would."
"But it worked out in the end," Dot said. "Of course I think I would have rather avoided many of the situations we were in."
"You and me both," Bob said, "Anything else Little Man?"
"No, that's it for now."
"Okay, we'll talk some more, later," Bob kissed him on the forehead. "Goodnight, Enzo."
"Good night, Bob."
Dot kissed him as well, "Sweet dreams, sweetie."
"You too – Bob?"
"Yes?"
"Um – about what you asked me earlier – is it okay if I keep Matrix? I mean, I wouldn't mind being Enzo Lan and all but – well Matrix has always been my name."
"That's fine Enzo, as long as I can think of you as my son."
Enzo's eyes filled with tears, "Okay. Good night."
Dot closed the door behind them, "Thank you for understanding about his name."
"Baby you can call yourself whatever you want as long as the both of you are in my life forever."
"Yes," Dot said.
***
The party went on for the entire few seconds of the journey. Dot and Bob were oblivious to it all however. Finally, the Libertas reached the net address of Mainframe.
Bob and Dot walked to the foredeck. The glow of the portal washed over them softening their features.
"Want a closer look?" Bob asked.
"Why not?" Dot said and they were floating towards the shimmering orb until they were so close, they could hear the hum of energy.
"Touch it," Bob said.
Tentatively, Dot reached out. Her fingers tingled from the energy. When she touched it, waves of liquid light rippled out. When surface was smooth once again, Dot could see the reflection of her and her one true love, superimposed over the image of Mainframe.
"So Dot," Bob said softly against her ear, "Do you like what you see?"
"The two of us together forever?" Dot kissed him.
"Um hm," Bob said.
"Yes," Dot smiled. "Most definitely yes."
