Real World, Real Love
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: Tank DIED?!?! God, I never knew that. Now that is devastating. Well, since he's already in there, I might as well keep him. I don't think he's going to die in this fic, and I know it doesn't work with the 2nd that way, but it's too complicated to change right now.
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Real World, Real Love
Neo opened his eyes to the Kedavra, and once again, to his captain. She smiled, "The communicae has come. She does, indeed have TB."
She continued talking as he sat up, and rubbed at his new bruises. "They are unsure of what caused it," she paused, "This is speaking scientifically, of course." She eyed his reaction with interest, "They, do not have the facilities to treat her. We, however, do."
His heart stopped, "They are coming here?"
"For awhile, yes. Do not look so surprised, our ship really is better equipped, especially after the attack on the Nebuchanezzer. They will be docking a few days, until then, try to contain your excitement," she finished half-dryly, the twinkle in her eyes betrayed her serious tone.
Before leaving, she called back, "You may contact them if you like."
If he liked. Hell, he'd love to. He practically ran to the communication console, and steadied himself before dialing in the transmission code for the Neb. After a pause, Tank's voice picked up. "It's Neo."
"Hey man. God, Morpheus was about to kill her when he found out," he chuckled a little, "She's really sick, Neo. It looks like it's been going on for a while now. I don't know how she managed to hide it."
"God..there is someone with her, right?"
"Yeah. Lucas hasn't left her side since he got out."
"Lucas?"
Tank would have given almost anything to see the accompanying expression on Neo's face to the tension in his voice. "Don't worry, he's one of the newer unplugged. She'd never give him the light of day."
"Oh," was his only answer.
"Listen, Morpheus is afraid it's spreading to her bones, joints, that kind of stuff. It's been left untreated so long, it's a possibility. Apparently she's been having trouble sleeping, and she's lost so much weight. I wouldn't mind knowing how she hid that too. We don't carry rifampin, pyrazinamide, ethambutol, isoniazid, nothing. Thank goodness you guys just docked a while back. I heard Zion was working on creating the old medicines again. So, we'll be docking in a couple days."
"Yeah, I heard. Will I be able to see her?"
"Oh yeah. You can stay. After all, you're going to have to be isolated with her. Lucas too."
"Great." He meant it.
"Well, I gotta go. We've got to get on route to you guys."
"Bye." The line went dead.
Neo sat back, contemplating the sudden changes. As hard as he tried to concentrate on the pressing matters of the agents' focus on him, which could be expected, considering the damage he'd caused, he couldn't push away that single thought.
Trinity was coming. The whole crew, of course, but she was the one he was just about dying to see. Then of course, if they didn't get here on time, death might just be in order. He shivered, the thought chilling him more than the ship's cold, the kind of cold one never really got used to.
Just a few days.
********
Trinity opened her eyes, and looked around. The med. bay. She let a small sigh escape her lips, they knew. It was only a matter of time, she supposed. She felt the presence of another. She turned her head, and there was Tank, protected from behind a transparent wall.
"Hey."
"Hey." Was that really her voice? That scratchy, painful sounding thing? Apparently, it was, judging by his pained look.
"We were wondering if you were going to wake up before we got there"
"Got where?"
"We're docking with the Kedavra. They've got the supplies to fix you up. They're a great bunch. Especially that certain One."
She felt a blush creep up, but retained her composure by pressing her mouth in a thin line to show she was displeased. "I could still kick your ass."
"I don't doubt it."
He was right of course. The Kedavra meant only one thing to her. Neo. She would be with him again. She anticipated the moment with a longing that displayed no trace of on her face.
"We'll be there soon. Morpheus should be guiding us in for docking within the hour. Until then you should sit still. I'll come and get you when we're there."
She nodded, and turned to face the ceiling. Within the hour. She couldn't push the thought out of her mind. Soon. So very soon.
********
Neo paced back and forth in his isolation cell. Lucas sat quietly in a chair behind him. He could see the loading deck from there, he could see the hatch where he would first see Trinity. He could go mad with anxiety. The wait was insanely long. He suddenly heard a humming sound, and his crewmates rushing around. Nevia stepped up to open the hatch, and from the badly lit passage, a little bed was wheeled out.
On the standard uncomfortable bed, lay a pale, skinny woman whose dark hair and bright blue eyes lent a striking appearance. Her exhausted and pained appearance struck a nerve in them all, but she gave her reassuring half- smile they were accustomed to, and let herself be pushed into the chamber. She really must be sick. No protest or anything.
They shut and bolted the door once she was safely inside, and in a heartbeat, both Lucas and Neo were at her side. Neo took her hand in his own, and felt his heart soar when she smiled almost shyly at him. After all, she didn't do shy. Then again, she didn't do love either, and now look where she was.
Touch was unbelievable, the electrical feeling that filled you, healed the cracks in one's splintering heart. In that instant, they both felt full again, whole. He leaned down to kiss her, and she tilted her head to meet. Heaven.
Poor Lucas stood off to the side, overwhelmed by the emotion that threatened to burst out of their chamber. Infatuations were a delicate thing, something not meant to last. Strong at best, but easily shattered by the force of love. He would get over it.
Outside, in their small conference room, if it could be called that, the captains of the two ships discussed.
"We have found a danger Morpheus."
"What?"
"There is a new program, built simply to find us. To kill us. The day in the matrix. The one where Trinity-was attacked, they saw it."
"What did they see Nevia?"
"His weakness."
A/N: hee hee! Ok, next one won't be out for awhile, cause I'm really busy. But anyway, I just hoped you all enjoyed this one!
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
A/N: Tank DIED?!?! God, I never knew that. Now that is devastating. Well, since he's already in there, I might as well keep him. I don't think he's going to die in this fic, and I know it doesn't work with the 2nd that way, but it's too complicated to change right now.
48 reviews! YAY! Wow, I love you guys!
Real World, Real Love
Neo opened his eyes to the Kedavra, and once again, to his captain. She smiled, "The communicae has come. She does, indeed have TB."
She continued talking as he sat up, and rubbed at his new bruises. "They are unsure of what caused it," she paused, "This is speaking scientifically, of course." She eyed his reaction with interest, "They, do not have the facilities to treat her. We, however, do."
His heart stopped, "They are coming here?"
"For awhile, yes. Do not look so surprised, our ship really is better equipped, especially after the attack on the Nebuchanezzer. They will be docking a few days, until then, try to contain your excitement," she finished half-dryly, the twinkle in her eyes betrayed her serious tone.
Before leaving, she called back, "You may contact them if you like."
If he liked. Hell, he'd love to. He practically ran to the communication console, and steadied himself before dialing in the transmission code for the Neb. After a pause, Tank's voice picked up. "It's Neo."
"Hey man. God, Morpheus was about to kill her when he found out," he chuckled a little, "She's really sick, Neo. It looks like it's been going on for a while now. I don't know how she managed to hide it."
"God..there is someone with her, right?"
"Yeah. Lucas hasn't left her side since he got out."
"Lucas?"
Tank would have given almost anything to see the accompanying expression on Neo's face to the tension in his voice. "Don't worry, he's one of the newer unplugged. She'd never give him the light of day."
"Oh," was his only answer.
"Listen, Morpheus is afraid it's spreading to her bones, joints, that kind of stuff. It's been left untreated so long, it's a possibility. Apparently she's been having trouble sleeping, and she's lost so much weight. I wouldn't mind knowing how she hid that too. We don't carry rifampin, pyrazinamide, ethambutol, isoniazid, nothing. Thank goodness you guys just docked a while back. I heard Zion was working on creating the old medicines again. So, we'll be docking in a couple days."
"Yeah, I heard. Will I be able to see her?"
"Oh yeah. You can stay. After all, you're going to have to be isolated with her. Lucas too."
"Great." He meant it.
"Well, I gotta go. We've got to get on route to you guys."
"Bye." The line went dead.
Neo sat back, contemplating the sudden changes. As hard as he tried to concentrate on the pressing matters of the agents' focus on him, which could be expected, considering the damage he'd caused, he couldn't push away that single thought.
Trinity was coming. The whole crew, of course, but she was the one he was just about dying to see. Then of course, if they didn't get here on time, death might just be in order. He shivered, the thought chilling him more than the ship's cold, the kind of cold one never really got used to.
Just a few days.
********
Trinity opened her eyes, and looked around. The med. bay. She let a small sigh escape her lips, they knew. It was only a matter of time, she supposed. She felt the presence of another. She turned her head, and there was Tank, protected from behind a transparent wall.
"Hey."
"Hey." Was that really her voice? That scratchy, painful sounding thing? Apparently, it was, judging by his pained look.
"We were wondering if you were going to wake up before we got there"
"Got where?"
"We're docking with the Kedavra. They've got the supplies to fix you up. They're a great bunch. Especially that certain One."
She felt a blush creep up, but retained her composure by pressing her mouth in a thin line to show she was displeased. "I could still kick your ass."
"I don't doubt it."
He was right of course. The Kedavra meant only one thing to her. Neo. She would be with him again. She anticipated the moment with a longing that displayed no trace of on her face.
"We'll be there soon. Morpheus should be guiding us in for docking within the hour. Until then you should sit still. I'll come and get you when we're there."
She nodded, and turned to face the ceiling. Within the hour. She couldn't push the thought out of her mind. Soon. So very soon.
********
Neo paced back and forth in his isolation cell. Lucas sat quietly in a chair behind him. He could see the loading deck from there, he could see the hatch where he would first see Trinity. He could go mad with anxiety. The wait was insanely long. He suddenly heard a humming sound, and his crewmates rushing around. Nevia stepped up to open the hatch, and from the badly lit passage, a little bed was wheeled out.
On the standard uncomfortable bed, lay a pale, skinny woman whose dark hair and bright blue eyes lent a striking appearance. Her exhausted and pained appearance struck a nerve in them all, but she gave her reassuring half- smile they were accustomed to, and let herself be pushed into the chamber. She really must be sick. No protest or anything.
They shut and bolted the door once she was safely inside, and in a heartbeat, both Lucas and Neo were at her side. Neo took her hand in his own, and felt his heart soar when she smiled almost shyly at him. After all, she didn't do shy. Then again, she didn't do love either, and now look where she was.
Touch was unbelievable, the electrical feeling that filled you, healed the cracks in one's splintering heart. In that instant, they both felt full again, whole. He leaned down to kiss her, and she tilted her head to meet. Heaven.
Poor Lucas stood off to the side, overwhelmed by the emotion that threatened to burst out of their chamber. Infatuations were a delicate thing, something not meant to last. Strong at best, but easily shattered by the force of love. He would get over it.
Outside, in their small conference room, if it could be called that, the captains of the two ships discussed.
"We have found a danger Morpheus."
"What?"
"There is a new program, built simply to find us. To kill us. The day in the matrix. The one where Trinity-was attacked, they saw it."
"What did they see Nevia?"
"His weakness."
A/N: hee hee! Ok, next one won't be out for awhile, cause I'm really busy. But anyway, I just hoped you all enjoyed this one!