A/N: Nothing belongs to me, nope. I am neither a Warner Brother, nor a Wachowski Brother, so not a dime is being made from this.
This chapter is Link's POV and thoughts. I'm hoping that he could still see them at that point. If not, let's pretend he could, dear readers.
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Now, I may have been the newest crewmember on the ship then, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to understand Neo and Trinity's relationship: solid as a rock and God help the person who tried to interfere.
Since my first day on the ship, I knew messing with either of them would be a mistake for anyone … especially Trinity. Neo had a quiet demeanor about him. Yeah, he'd kick your ass, but he'd need to be provoked.
Trinity didn't need much convincing. She was nothing short of a warrior and she rarely showed any other side.
When, Trinity, Neo and Morpheus went to the Merovingian, I was nervous. I didn't trust the whole scenario, but I did trust Morpheus (since I was instructed to), so I watched them carefully.
Something was up with that Persephone, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Trinity could. Her brain was registering some serious anger already.
"Touch me and that hand will never touch anything again," she said as a guard approached her. She was in true form already.
They left and she found them in the elevator. Persephone led them to a men's room, which struck me as odd. I didn't like what was going on. This chateau had strange codes and I wanted the three of them out of there.
"I am so sick and tired of his bullshit. On and on. Pompous prick. A long time ago, when we first came here, it was so different. He was so different. He was like you," she told Neo. "I'll give you what you want, but you have to give me something."
"What?" Neo asked.
Good question.
"A kiss."
"Excuse me?" Trinity said in that voice of hers. Now I knew why Neo called it the "don't fuck with Trinity" voice. I've seen him back down like a puppy to that voice and for good reason – the boy has a brain and he'd like to keep his genitals. It's just usually wise to back down.
"I want you to kiss me as if you were kissing her," Persephone said.
I knew this wasn't going to be pretty.
"Why?" Neo asked.
Another good question
"You love her. She loves you. It's all over you both. A long time ago, I knew what that felt like. I want to remember it. I want to sample it. That's all. Just a sample."
"Why don't you sample this instead?" Trinity said, going back to that voice. I thought that this Persephone chick had better have known what she was doing because she was in serious danger of getting an entire clip sent through her body.
"Trinity," Morpheus reprimanded. I knew he didn't totally mean it, though. One thing you have to understand about Morpheus is how much he cares for his crew. Trinity might as well be his daughter and he knew that this kiss was going to be like a knife through her heart. So he also understood that Trinity would have liked to have put that knife through Persephone's.
"Such emotion over something so small. It's just a kiss," Persephone said.
I knew better than that. It was not just a kiss, especially to these two. These two had something beyond love. They knew each other better than they knew themselves. But there were also some confidence with love issues with them. They may have the outward appearance of nothing but self-assurance, but underneath, the story was different. Neither had experienced love before the other and this kiss was going to test those confidence problems.
"Why should we trust you?" Neo asked me.
"If I don't deliver you to the Keymaker, she can kill me," Persephone replied.
'Oh, girl, you shouldn't have said that!' I thought. 'Trinity's probably thinking of a thousand ways to kill you slowly and painfully.'
Neo glanced over at Trinity for an answer. But what was she going to say? "Sure, hon. Feel free to make out with that woman." That ain't her style. She remained silent.
"All right," Neo said, hoping this was the right answer.
"But you have to make me believe I am her," Persephone said.
"All right," he said again.
Trinity cringed as he gave Persephone a kiss.
"Terrible. Forget it," she said.
Uh-oh.
"Wait," Neo said. "Ok."
He took off his sunglasses and gave her a real kiss.
Anger filled Trinity. Her blood pressure was through the roof. Morpheus seemed torn. He wanted to stop the scene before them as well, but knew the consequences.
Persephone clutched Neo tighter. I could only hope that this wasn't going to get ugly.
Once the kiss ended, she sighed. "Yes. That's it. I envy you," she said to trinity. "But such a thing is not meant to last."
I knew she was just saying it as a last jab to Trinity's emotions, but I knew (and Trinity did too) that it didn't matter what she said. Neo and Trinity had a love that would fight and win against anything.
Nowadays, Trinity and Neo prove her wrong every minute. They are happier than ever with the world of peace that they helped to create and their little girl. I've never seen Neo or Trinity more proud than how they are with their daughter. She's the pride of their life and the physical proof that Persephone was dead wrong. "Not meant to last?" Please. They'll last forever.