A/N: I couldn't slip her name in this chap, I'll try next time. Thanks for reviewing, I'm glad you like it alocin, even if you just review for the sake of review I appreciate it.

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She was typing on the separated terminal the nest morning, eyes bleary from little sleep and no food. The shaking of her fingers was noticeable to Neo as he approached her.

"What are you doing?" She jumped in her seat but didn't stop typing.

"Putting a fence up around the comm links, I think it's loose."

"What's loose?"

"My program. It's a little rose that just pops up when the user gets upset or angry. The problem becomes that I'm the only one who can delete it. I didn't realize it spread so fast."

"How are you putting up these fences?"

"It's like a barrier, a window if you like. It keeps the program in one spot and cuts it off from the other parts of the plant. Once it's separated I can kill it off and you'll never have to worry about it again."

"Is that what caused the glitch yesterday?" She shook her head, eyes focused on the programming she was setting up, he knew that it wouldn't interfere with the communications links, it would just stop the program. He didn't know how he knew but he did.

"I'm the glitch, I cause things to screw up." He frowned slightly, pulling up a chair to assess both her work and her history.

"So this will keep your program out and under control?"

"Yes, I must have triggered it somehow. Did I blow a kiss at that Agent yesterday?"

"I don't think so why?"

"That's how I transfer the program. It's not a virus as such, just a little annoyance. It seems to make the Agents less able to track me down, atleast for a while anyway."

"How?" Anything that could slow the Agents down was useful, they may not use it but it was knowledge and knowledge was power.

"You ask a lot of questions don't you?" She smiled, the light making her look sickly and sad. "I think it's because I'm too fast for them, they get annoyed and a rose pops up in their vision, they get annoyed at it, another rose. You get the point. They get so distracted they forget me for long enough, I get away and can be safely at the exit without a bruise." She typed faster, the keystrokes so light they seemed almost too gentle.

"Why are you typing so lightly?"

"So I don't activate it without all the safety nets ready. A single hard keystroke can set it off; it's one of the main triggers. But it needs to be in the system first and the only other ship that is affected is the Argive and that has all the defences it needs, they probably rebooted the system and wiped it already." She shrugged. "I'm really sorry about this, I didn't realize I could screw up so badly my first time in." He was slightly taken aback, she had apologized twice within the space of a few minutes, had talked the most he had ever heard her and was more like the girl they had met when they were jacked in.

"You're fine, you didn't screw up. We're looking for the real problem." She laughed and raised her hand.

"Ooo, pick me, pick me!" The laughter is slightly more cynical now, as though she's thinking of something unpleasant. Suddenly she hits the final key, turning to Neo, the green light travelling down her face in lines and gaps, making her seem unreal. She bites her lip, says nothing and hurries back to her room with a hunted look in her eyes. Neo looks around at the control panels and see the message, 'No matter what, someone will miss you and think of you when you're gone. Take comfort in that. The Rose.' A small cluster of deep purple, multi-petaled roses sit off to the sides of the text. Slowly the rows and columns disintegrate leaving behind the words, 'deletion complete', glowing green and cold. He frowned and went to find Trinity.

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She was sitting outside the door, back pressed against the wall, head leaning back, eyes closed. For a moment his heart froze, she looked paler than he had every seen her, but then she opened an eye to look at him, raising a finger to her lips. He settled by her side, waiting for her to explain. He strained to hear what she could through the thick walls. Sobs echoed through the darkened hull of the Nebakanezzer.

"She's dreaming." Trinity whispered to the man beside her. A half scream shuddered through him, the sense of terror filling his bones.

"How long?"

"Almost an hour. She wakes, tells herself it's a dream and goes back to sleep."

"An ideas?" She shakes her head.

"No, just that she's been hurt." She looks him in the eyes. "I think it happened Neo, I think whatever it is happened in the Matrix while she was plugged in." He swallowed.

"I hate programs Trin,"

"I know Neo, I know." They sat in silence and that was how Morpheus found them, asleep outside the girl's room, heads leaning on each other, breathing quiet and steady. He frowned, looked to the door and shook his two key crewmembers gently.

"The time has come, we need to see the Oracle." Trinity started to say something, fully awake. "She will need Neo, he will keep her safe."

"No Morpheus. She doesn't trust him, she's afraid of everyone on this ship. Jacking her in will only make it worse." She stood, begging her captain to understand with her blue-grey eyes, unable to understand how she knew. "Let me talk to her. Let me take her into the Jump program. Then we can go and see the Oracle." He sighed.

"Alright Trinity, but you know we must speak with her soon." She nodded, a hand on the door. Neo stood too, walking with Morpheus down the messy corridor, neither said anything, and the incident with the rose message was left unspoken. Sighing Trinity turned the wheel, sung the door open and entered the cold, dark room.

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"I didn't mean to wake you." The girl was again huddled against the cold wall, eyes darting in fear.

"It's alright, I was awake anyway." Trinity lied, seating herself on the edge of the small bed. "I heard you scream…"

"It was just a stupid dream."

"You're afraid of something and we need to know what that is so we can keep you safe." She turned to the girl. "You need to tell me the truth Harregale." The girl took a deep breath, sleep expelled from her eyes and body.

"I'm scared of them." The woman frowned, her eyes not leaving the girls.

"Of who?"

"Them," she repeated. "I really don't think you want to know."

"Tell me." It was the same tone she had used with Morpheus. The girl sighed.

"Everyone except the Oracle, my brother and you." The air was heavy, disbelief and rejection playing in the shadows of the pipes and wires.

"You're scared of Neo?" She nodded slowly. "Why?" Shrugging the girl looked away.

"I don't trust them, I can't. If I screw up again I'll end up in the white room for sure."

"Do you know what the white room really is?" She shook her slightly, looking at Trinity as if she had gained an extra head. There was no doubt in her mind that the whiteness was a form of punishment for being inept at something, whether it was escaping from Agents or being unable to make the jump, it was a place for reflection and learning to rely solely on yourself. Trinity began to explain as the girl dressed, ready for the beginning of her re-training. Teeth set tight, the woman tried desperately to control her anger; no one should be terrified to the point of nightmares by a member of the Zion fleet.