Trinity watched as the agent hung up the phone. "We'll wait for her to do her job," he said to the two men

with the white dreadlocks. They nodded in unison. "You understand, right? That she's..expendable."

"Of course," one answered. He walked over and knelt beside Trinity, who was kneeling on the ground

with her hands tied behind her back, her feet bound, and her mouth gagged. The second twin had a gun touching

the back of her head. "And her?" One asked, stroking Trinity's hair, "Is she expendable?"

"Not yet," the agent said solemnly, "We need her alive...for now. Mr. Anderson won't cooperate unless he

knows she's alive." He glanced at his watch. "I suppose they've figured it out by now," he said. "I've learned not to

underestimate them too much. Now exiles and agents have never quite worked together, and I thank you for all you

have done, gentlemen, but I'm afraid your work is over. I am no longer in need of your services- you seem, with

the girl as bait, The One can't possibly resist coming to her rescue..."

"You don't plan on making the original trade?" One asked.

"Of course not. Like I said, she's expendable."

One slowly slipped his gun out of his pocket, his eyes focused on the agent. He drew quickly and fired,

sending the agent crashing into the wall by the force of his bullet.

"I guess its our way now," he said calmly.

"I always hated agents...."

Trinity gained hope- the agent dead! We're the twins on her side?

"We don't have much time," the killer spoke to his twin, "Get her up."

"Two" grabbed Trinity roughly and yanked her to her feet. He lifted her over his back and carried her out

of the room. She watched in horror over his shoulder as the other one morphed into a hideous ghost-like form and

flew through the fiftieth window of the skyscraper. She was put down once inside an elevator and leaned against

the wall. She wish she could fight, but even if she could, she wasn't sure wether her capture was good or bad. She

watched Two open his cell phone and dialed.

Morpheus ran to Tank as he fell and Neo dashed at Rev. Rev aimed carefully at him as he advanced

towards her. Suddenly, Spark came from the hall and dove onto Rev, knocking her to the floor. Neo pulled her

hands behind her back and motioned to Spark to get some rope.

"No..." Morpheus stared at Tank, "No..."

Spark pulled a chair out and the fastened Rev to it tightly so that she could barley move. "They said this

wouldn't happened!" she screamed like a madman. "They said I couldn't get caught! Damn you Trinity!"

Spark pulled out a needle and stuck it into her neck, "Shhh..." he soothed, pushing the liquid into her

veins. "That's it...calm down bitch, you're getting what you deserve..."

Rev hung her head against her chest and fell silent. Spark causally tossed aside the needle. Neo helped

Morpheus lift Tank out of the chair and set him against the wall. Morpheus laid a blanket across his face. Neo

stared at the body and flashed back to a similar scene, as Twitch, Apoc, Mouse, and Dozer's corpses were propped

against the same wall, sheets over their bodies. He blinked and the image faded. The phone rang.

"What?" Neo answered. Spark slid into Tank's seat and started to type. Morpheus circled Rev.

"I've thought of a deal," said the voice on the other line. It wasn't an agent- it was someone different, with

a heavy British accent.

"Who is this?" Neo demanded.

"In time, my friend, in time. I have with me a woman...a woman I believe to be important to you? Am I

right?"

"Trinity..."

"Yes, that is her name I think."

"What did you do to her?" Neo gripped the edge of the table and leaned against it, straining to hear.

"Nothing yet. But I'm not promising that I won't in the near future..."

"What do you want?" Neo tried to sound calm.

"It has come to my attention that you too, are holding a woman who is very important to me."

Neo glanced over at the motionless traitor, "Rev?"

"I believe this puts us in quite a situation...Thomas. You have something I want, and I have something

you want."

"You want to trade, is that it? Rev for Trinity?" He waved his hand towards Spark.

"Keep him talking," Spark whispered.

"Precisely," Two went on.

"Why?"

"I don't like these questions, Mr. Anderson."

"Well that may be so, whoever you are, but right now I don't give a shit!"

Two moved closer to Trinity and breathed deeply, "You know," he said into the phone, his voice as thick

as honey, "Trinity is a very, beautiful, woman."

"Bastard..." Neo seethed.

The elevator doors opened and Two stepped out into the parking garage where One was waiting with a

car. "Fourth Street- the park. You've undoubtably traced the call, so you'll know where we are. Come alone...with

the woman you call Rev. Ten minutes- don't be late."

He hung up.



"Dammit!" Neo slammed the phone down. "You got it, right Spark?"

"Yup- I can get you within a hundred yards- they must have been planning this, cause there's a phone

booth right next to the park."

Morpheus began to unbind Rev, "Shall I come, Neo?"

"I don't think so, Morpheus. He said come alone and I think he meant it. I guess I'm on my own."

"Nothing you haven't done before."

"Yeah, but I don't even know what I'm up against..."

Spark frowned at the computer screen, "I'll tell you what- it's nothing I've ever seen before. It keeps

blinking on and off...I think it's an exile...."

Neo sat down in the chair across from Trinity an Morpheus placed the unconscious Rev across from him.

Neo looked at Trinity and whispered more to himself than her, "I'm coming, Trinity."

The twin shoved Trinity into the backseat and climbed in the front beside his brother.

"How do we know he'll bring her?" The driver asked.

"Look- I bugged Rev- if she doesn't show up with him, then we simply kill this girl," he jerked his thumb

at Trinity as she lay in the ack seat, bound and gagged.

"And if he does bring her?"

The twin smiled wickedly, "We kill her anyway."