Well, here's the next chapter. Hope you guys like.

For disclaimer, see first chapter.

I watched as Dozer, our new medic from Zion rebuilt his muscles. I watched as slowly, my chance at redemption got pieced back together. He rarely opened his eyes. I guessed that they must hurt. When I asked him why he refused to look at the Real, he answered, "I don't want to look at this place." Those were the sweetest words I'd even heard.

I stayed with him. I had to. I had to make sure that Morpheus could no corrupt his mind like he had Trinity's. I wouldn't have it. I knew what my mistake had been with her. I had been too rash. I had tried to work quickly. I had taught her to understand the System, but I had not taken the time to make her understand why she had to go back. I had neglected to guard her from Morpheus' lies. Her soul had been pure of the corruption of Zion, and in my hurry, I had not paid enough attention to her beliefs. I would not make that mistake again.

Cypher would understand. When he opened his eyes, I knew that he would see this place for the disgusting pit of death that it was. I would use that to make him realize what I had. He had to go back if he could. I was too frightened to openly defy Zion, but I had watched him before Morpheus tore him from his home. He was brave. He would not be frightened to act. And I would help him.

Finally, after two long weeks, he was strong enough to be moved to his room. I watched as Dozer pulled him down the corridor. His eyes were finally open. I looked into them, and there I saw an expression that I had never seen outside a mirror. He had the same regret in his eyes as I had. Already, like I did, he regretted taking that red pill. When he was put into his room, and Dozer had left, I went in.

If my plan was to work, I had to get to know him early on. When I entered, he was sitting on his bed. He didn't even acknowledge my presence. He stared at the plug in his arm. Then all of a sudden, he began to claw at it, trying to pull it out of his flesh. His newly re-grown nail dug viciously into his skin.

"Don't!" I yelled, rushing over to him, ripping his hand away from the plug.

"Why not?" he spat back. I could hear the defiance in his voice. 'Good' I thought. 'He is angry. He isn't frightened. Anger can be his weapon.'

"Because it will do no good. I am Rhea. I wanted to meet you before you spoke to Morpheus. I wanted to warn you. What he will show you will be the most horrible thing you will ever see. Be strong. And don't forget your home."

" What he has to show me can't be that bad. It can't be worse than this," he said, his eyes darting across the room. " When he shows you, just think of Home."

I left him then to think.

Morpheus taught him the Truth. That was the first test. I knew that if he were to believe all of that bullshit about the war that Zion kept spreading, he would never go home. I worried that he would break, but my worries were unnecessary. After learning the Truth, the first words he uttered after being unplugged were, "I want to go back."

"You cannot," said Morpheus.

'Not yet,' I thought.

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