I wrote this in April of 2003. Before The Matrix: Reloaded came out. I
think I had only see the trailer once, which caused me to want to write a
Matrix fic. This was the product. It has many inconsistencies that may not
totally agree with the first film (like how Trinity had pulled the plug out
of Neo's head during the EMP blast instead of later on in this fic), BUT,
I'm not changing it. It was my first Matrix fic ever and if you don't like
it, I don't care. You all have probably seen what I can write with my four
previous fics, now; you will see where I began. I improved greatly when I
wrote Changing the Tides, but if you want to see what I started with, here
it is. Like it or not, it won't be changed. Each chapter is as they were
written in April, no attentions or edits will be made.
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She slowly lifted her head up from his chest, her arms wrapped around his vulnerable body. Neo's eyes were open, and looking directly at her. Trinity lifted her hand and gently stroked his cheek as tears ran down her face. Neo slowly lifted his head to kiss her. It was the first real kiss either of them had had in the real world, and to use words to explain it would only tarnish it. The kiss was both pent up passion and blossoming love pouring out into both Neo's and Trinity's hearts and souls, binding them together.
"Trinity, I." just as Neo started to say the words he needed her to hear, Morpheus and Tank walked in.
"I knew it, you are the One. Do you believe now, Neo?" Morpheus asked, mentally noting, but ignoring for the time, Trinity's body so close to Neo's.
"Yes." was Neo's only response.
"Hey, Neo, wouldn't you like the plug to be pulled outta your head?" Tank mentioned, to break the lengthening silence.
Just as Neo smiled gently and nodded, Trinity moved around behind him and carefully unplugged Neo. Minus Tank, due to his own wounds, Trinity and Morpheus carried Neo to the medical ward.
"You want me to take care of this while you call for another ship? He's going to need actual medical help, and we don't have everything that he'll need." Trinity pointed out to Morpheus.
"All right. Tank you help her, but minimally-we don't want you to rip those cuts any more than you already have. I'll be back to help soon."
Tank slumped into a chair, preparing a bowl of water, bandages, and other supplies, while Trinity silently gave Neo a shot of morphine.
~~*~~
"I'm the second in command of the Nebuchadnezzar and you won't let me see him?" Trinity almost yelled into the face of the doctor on board of the Liberty, the ship that had come to their aid after Morpheus' call.
"I'm sorry, but he's in need of serious medical help. I can't allow someone who isn't experienced in this field to walk in there and."
Trinity cut her off, "Who the hell do you think fixed him before you came?"
"You did that?" off Trinity's nod, "Well, then you can come in. You did good work."
The room was stark, like most operating and even recovery rooms were. ~Dozer always made our medical ward look normal, adding bits of art here or there. No, I will not do this; I will not sit and cry about the dead- not right now.~ Trinity thought as she walked in slowly.
"Is, is he awake?" she asked quietly.
"No, I just gave him a shot, he'll be asleep until we arrive at Zion."
"Which is when, by the way?" Trinity asked.
"14 hours. You slept about 34 hours, so you missed the majority of the trip- and him waking up. I would've woken you, but every time I went to your cell, you looked so exhausted in your sleep that I thought it best to let you stay asleep."
"Why, what happened when he woke up?" Trinity asked bluntly, a quiver of fear in her voice.
"He would call for you. A mumble here, or there and then, right out of the blue of mumbling, he would yell 'Trinity!' I would say I'll get you, which would quiet him, but every time I went to get you, you always looked the same and whenever I got back, he was asleep again."
~~~~~~~~~
She slowly lifted her head up from his chest, her arms wrapped around his vulnerable body. Neo's eyes were open, and looking directly at her. Trinity lifted her hand and gently stroked his cheek as tears ran down her face. Neo slowly lifted his head to kiss her. It was the first real kiss either of them had had in the real world, and to use words to explain it would only tarnish it. The kiss was both pent up passion and blossoming love pouring out into both Neo's and Trinity's hearts and souls, binding them together.
"Trinity, I." just as Neo started to say the words he needed her to hear, Morpheus and Tank walked in.
"I knew it, you are the One. Do you believe now, Neo?" Morpheus asked, mentally noting, but ignoring for the time, Trinity's body so close to Neo's.
"Yes." was Neo's only response.
"Hey, Neo, wouldn't you like the plug to be pulled outta your head?" Tank mentioned, to break the lengthening silence.
Just as Neo smiled gently and nodded, Trinity moved around behind him and carefully unplugged Neo. Minus Tank, due to his own wounds, Trinity and Morpheus carried Neo to the medical ward.
"You want me to take care of this while you call for another ship? He's going to need actual medical help, and we don't have everything that he'll need." Trinity pointed out to Morpheus.
"All right. Tank you help her, but minimally-we don't want you to rip those cuts any more than you already have. I'll be back to help soon."
Tank slumped into a chair, preparing a bowl of water, bandages, and other supplies, while Trinity silently gave Neo a shot of morphine.
~~*~~
"I'm the second in command of the Nebuchadnezzar and you won't let me see him?" Trinity almost yelled into the face of the doctor on board of the Liberty, the ship that had come to their aid after Morpheus' call.
"I'm sorry, but he's in need of serious medical help. I can't allow someone who isn't experienced in this field to walk in there and."
Trinity cut her off, "Who the hell do you think fixed him before you came?"
"You did that?" off Trinity's nod, "Well, then you can come in. You did good work."
The room was stark, like most operating and even recovery rooms were. ~Dozer always made our medical ward look normal, adding bits of art here or there. No, I will not do this; I will not sit and cry about the dead- not right now.~ Trinity thought as she walked in slowly.
"Is, is he awake?" she asked quietly.
"No, I just gave him a shot, he'll be asleep until we arrive at Zion."
"Which is when, by the way?" Trinity asked.
"14 hours. You slept about 34 hours, so you missed the majority of the trip- and him waking up. I would've woken you, but every time I went to your cell, you looked so exhausted in your sleep that I thought it best to let you stay asleep."
"Why, what happened when he woke up?" Trinity asked bluntly, a quiver of fear in her voice.
"He would call for you. A mumble here, or there and then, right out of the blue of mumbling, he would yell 'Trinity!' I would say I'll get you, which would quiet him, but every time I went to get you, you always looked the same and whenever I got back, he was asleep again."