Thankyou very much to my reviewers- to Cinn for giving me my first review, to Sparkle, for giving me a second first review at the exact same time!, to Sci-freak GrodySpork, yes, if I can revive Trinity, I can revive Neo, but your gonna have to wait for the next chapter, to GreyElvenWarrior, thanks for that massive complement, you're making me blush!, to WARLOCK_Alpha, anybody reviewer is a good reviewer, don't worry, to Nithke, I may be having an obnoxiously cute six-year-old in here later on, I hope you liked your pizza, to Kobe-Mac, thanks, I hope I can keep the story ok, thanks for your support, to Little Eirtae, I hope your fic os ok, tell me about it!, to Divamercury, im hoping to update at least daily, but it might be difficult, I have my mocks in a week, to Vivian M. Fae, thanks, more soon, I hope you like, to Sugarannie, I knew the machine POV would be new, I just didn't believe that all machines could be evil, if they were built with love, they would retain that, and to EmyLyii, im sorry the chapters are short, but I hope to write a lot in total, so don't worry, ill keep it up.
Lastly, thanks to a reviewer, yesim@-flamesofeternaldarkness, of my other fic, 'It's in your Blood' (Harry Potter), for telling me how to get italics.
THANKS TO ALL OF YOU, AND THANKS TO ALL THAT HAVE READ THIS FIC!!!
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Trinity was sitting on the white hospital bed dressed in her usual black vinyl, surrounded by a white sea of nothing.
She was waiting.
She knew that she had just been revived, and that she had been booted into a construct after the machine had obviously realized she was conscious. She knew there must be a reason to that, because that wasn't something that a bloodthirsty emotionless machine did. There had to be a reasonable explanation. For example Neo getting a deal with the machines of some sort. Any way, there had to be a reasonable explanation, Trinity wasn't the sort of person to jump to conclusions with little evidence, she was very rational person, didn't feel emotions when they weren't necessary, she never normally showed any emotion on his face, except when with Neo.
A blond woman wearing a doctor's coat materialized in front of her, obviously a person having just jacked in. Or a machine. There were no free humans for miles, and no one would know to go to the wreck for any reason.
The woman approached her. Trinity stood up, and struck an arms crossed, I'm-gonna-kick-your-ass-if-you-do-anything-wrong pose.
"May I have an explanation?"
The doctor raised an eyebrow.
"I doubt you're human. No human would want to come here, would need to come here. There was a machine over me, obviously patching me up after bringing me back from the dead, and I think that was you. Mind telling me what you've done to me, and why?"
"Hmm, impressive, that was quicker than the other people I've treated." At Trinity's expression she continued. "I revived you, stopped the bleeding caused by the pipes. I'm going to take them out soon. It's easier do something like that while the patient is unconscious or in a construct program, which is why I have my own. You don't feel the pain you would be feeling if you are in here. I don't usually carry many strong pain killers, for the reason that if you were in that much pain, we'd boot you into one of our construct programs."
"'We?'"
"My brother and I"
"Brother?"
"Charlie. We work as a team. Two doctors, specializing in human medicine. Mind if I know the name of the patient I'm treating?"
"Trinity,"
"What! The Trinity? That cracked the IRS d-base?"
"Er, yes, the very same one." Trinity replied, a slight smile on her face at the memory of those words, spoken from another's lips.
"So, if you're here, what's your brother doing?"
"At the moment he's working to remove the pipes from your body. After he's got you stabilized, he's going to go and check on, em, a potential patient."
"'Potential patient?'…"
"Yes, you know who I mean. Neo." Before Trinity could ask the question, Lara continued. "I'm informed that he is still alive, that he is with the Deux Ex Machina. He's been plugged into the matrix to fight for us machines, against Smith."
"Oh God." Trinity had a look on her face that, for her, was one of pure horror.
"Don't worry, if anything were to happen, there is an almost certain chance that we will be able to bring him back, like we did with you. Everything will be fine.
"Right now, we have to get you patched up. I think you understand that I wouldn't let anything happen to him whilst you're in my care, or my brothers. I know how much you need him, a friend at the train station he met told me how much he needed you. Believe me, nothing will happen to him, and nothing will happen to you."
