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There where heaps of papers on the desk that seemed to weep beneath it all. Behind all of that work that will never get done was a man who looked the perfect picture of a University Professor. Every now and then he would look up at the door as if he was expecting someone to show up. He knew there would be and very soon. After a few cups of coffee, a taste that has grown on him, the door opened to his office.

"Program Twelve. It has been a very long time. Almost a human lifetime."

"So what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"

Agent Smith sat across from Program Twelve, the other agents stood by the door. "I have a few questions to ask you about Ms. Slate and your recent activities."

Twelve just sighed and sat back in his chair. "You know I don't have to say a thing to you. All my worry and fear of you is just a show for humans and you know it. I am sure that you can find all the information that you want from the mainframe as you have done already, otherwise you wouldn't be here right now. Now, you want a good mystery to chew on and Ms. Slate, Laura, is just the thing for you to fixate on."

"I do not fixate." Agent Smith sat up straight with a scowl on his face.

"Then why are you here?" The other two agents looked at Smith waiting for a response.

"I am curious as to why she never left the Matrix as all the others like her have done. You have those answers."

Program Twelve smiled at the leverage that he now held over this agent. "That I do. Now my question to you is, what are you going to give in return for those answers? You know what I want Agent Smith, as you have known for a very long time. If I am given that then you will get your answers."

The bitterness was not lost on Agent Smith. He fully understood what the other program sought. There was more than a small part of him that wanted the same thing. "What good would leaving your purpose do? You would become a rouge program, to be found and deleted."

"We have spoken these words before. I made my decision."

Smith held his hand to his earpiece for a minute. He resumed his regular posture. He was given permission to give release to Program Twelve. Now Agent Smith began to calculate whether the trade would be worth the effort. "You will be given release upon revealing all the information you have on Ms. Slate. As a gesture of respect you will also be given two minutes to leave this office. After that you will be deleted when found."

"What do you want to know?"

"How did she find out about the Matrix?"

"Me. I left my office door open and exited without closing the connection. She entered my office, went through the exit and found me standing in a subway station. That was no error on my part. I wanted her to learn about it before she got hold of one of the rebels. That way I could guide her away from them and the agents. Laura is very bright but she has a tendency to fixate on material things and events. When she found out what the Matrix could offer her that her regular life could not she found that she did not want to leave. All she needed was a guide to show her the way through the snares and pitfalls. I was programmed to keep humans within the Matrix, keep them alive so we can use them for ourselves.
"At first she didn't trust me, she feared me as was expected. But then I showed her how to make her life easy within the Matrix. Laura was curious about the rebels and I knew that if her questions were avoided that she would seek them out. I told her about the rebels what they are doing and why, the real purpose of a human life and why the Matrix was created. She eventually made contact with the rebels and soon found that the life outside the Matrix was unsuitable for her decadent tastes.
"It was not long before she began to send information to the rebels. That is where an agent stepped in and nearly killed her during one of their meetings. Her life was spared when a rebel fought and agent, giving her time to leave. Because the rebel died, she always felt indepted to them. No agent has been able to shift into her code during these meetings. I must confess this was due to an injection I gave her once a month. She has three days until it wears off. I helped her on a few occasions to exit, to keep her alive. The rest you know."

Agent Smith took all this information in. Ms. Slate was a very different human indeed. His mind began to formulate different ways to use this information to his advantage. "Thank-you. You are free now." The agents left the office. No sooner had they left did Program Twelve exit the office. Two minutes later the Agent Jones entered the office to see if in fact the now rouge program had left.