Neo didn't sleep that night. He couldn't. Dreams haunted his sleep...he dreamed of all the terrible things

they could be doing to Trinity- right now. Because no one would let him help her.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Neo said, assuming it'd be Morpheus. But it wasn't- it was Spark, much to Neo's surprise.

"Hey, Spark, what's up?"

"Nothing," Spark stood uncomfortably in the doorway, "Are you okay? I mean, I'm really sorry about

Trinity. I feel like there was something I could've done."

"No, there wasn't anything anyone could've done."

"I thought you didn't believe in fate?"

"I don't."

"Oh," Spark nervously cleared his throat, "Well, this is my last week on the ship, did you hear?"

Neo sat up, "No. How come?"

"Well, I need to finish my training back at Zion, so they're transferring me to another ship."

"You're going to Zion?"

"Guess so. Any idea what it's like?" Spark ran his hands through his messy blonde hair and gave Neo a

questioning look.

"Not a clue, sorry," Neo shrugged, "Though I hear it's pretty great. Big. You know?"

"Yeah, I get what your saying...kinda. I'm sorry about Trinity."

"Yeah, I just can't sleep not knowing wether she's okay or not."

Spark nodded silently. After a moment, he looked up, "Say, you notice anything weird about Rev, lately?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, like, she's been acting strange...she offered to take on both our shifts tonight. It makes me

wonder why she wants to be around those computers all the time."

"You don' t think-"

Spark read his thoughts and quickly interrupted him, "No! No, nothing like that. I mean...she wouldn't

be...setting us up."

"I know. I just can't shake off this feeling that what happened today wasn't an accident."

"Fate again?" Spark asked.

"No," Neo replied, "Planned." The room fell silent, "Damn, I do need sleep. I'm starting to consider

conspiracies."

Spark laughed awkwardly, "Well, sorry about Trinity."

"Sorry you're leaving."

"Yeah..me too." He closed the door behind him and Neo laid back down on the gritty mattress: only four

people left. He'd miss Spark's lively presence onboard. He almost envied Spark- Neo had always wanted to see

Zion.

He remembered what Tank had said: "If you live long enough, you might even get to see it." He lay there

and waited for morning to come.



It seemed like an eternity before Tank rapped sharply on his door.

"Get up, Neo."

Neo shot out of bed and swung open the door, dashing ahead of Tank. He rant to the control deck and

watched the monitors. "Where is she? Can you find her?"

Tank gently pushed him aside and sat down, "Not until they contact us."

"What if they don't?"

"Trust me," Morpheus appeared behind them, "They will."

"And what do we do until then?"

"Wait...I guess," Tank said, "Why don't you eat some breakfast?"

"Eat?! Trinity's life is at stake and you want me to eat breakfast!?"

They were interrupted by the ringing of a phone. Neo picked it up immediately. Morpheus frowned, "No

one know's this number..."

"Hello?!"

"Mr. Anderson. So glad to hear your voice."

"Let me speak to Trinity."

There was a pause, then Trinity's voice came over the line "Neo?"

"Trinity," Neo sighed with relief, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, Neo. But you won't be, there's a traitor there! You have to-"

She was cut off and an agents voice came over the line, "That's enough chit chat for now. Let's talk again

later."

"Wait!"

The line switched to a dull dial tone. "Dammit! Did you trace it, Tank?"

"Sorry- it wasn't long enough."

"Shit!" Neo slammed his fist on the table, then looked up at Morpheus.

"Who gave them this number?" Morpheus asked. The room fell silent.

"There's a traitor..." Neo said quietly, "Someone betrayed us!"

Rev stepped into the room, holding a gun in hand, "They said you'd figure it out fairly soon..."

All eyes turned to her.

"Rev...it's you?" Neo was shocked to discover he wasn't surprised, "Trinity knew..."

Rev looked afraid, "Why do you think I'm doing this Neo? They said I wouldn't be found out, I swear,

Neo, things weren't supposed to happen like this...I was supposed to go with you, then I wouldn't be holding a

gun, and no one would have to die."

"No one does have to die, Rev, just give me the gun." Morpheus walked forward slowly. Tank reached

under the table slowly and removed a shotgun.

"I Don't think you take me seriously!" Rev fired. Morpheus ducked and Neo jerked his head tot he left as

a bullet whizzed past his face. Tank fell onto the keyboard, a bullet through his head.