Real World, Real Love
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Real World, Real Love
Neo stared distantly into the darkness of the little room. He should have felt complete with Trinity sleeping peacefully in his arms, by there was a tiny hole tearing away at him. He tried desperately to remember. There was something different. No, not different. Dangerous. Something he should have seen, should have felt by the booth that day. As Trinity moved in his arms, the answer came to him.
Why didn't he see it before? Stupid, stupid, stupid. He was an idiot to have ignored it. It put everyone's lives in danger. The thought of this shook him, and he tensed up immediately. He tightened his grip on Trinity, and in the back of his mind registered her thinness. Sub-consciously feeling his stress, Trinity woke, and turned to face him.
"What's wrong?"
"We're in trouble Trin. Big trouble."
She unconsciously moved closer, "What kind of trouble?"
"That day, Trinity, in the matrix, there was someone there. I don't know who, but there was someone, and they saw. They saw everything. I-I think it was an agent."
"An agent?"
"Not just any agent. This one was different. There was something."
"What."
"I don't know." He slid out of the narrow bed, and wrapped the thin blanket around her. He kissed her cheek, and whispered, "Wait here." For once, she obeyed the order, perhaps because it was not so much of an order as it was a request of concern. As he shut the door behind him, Trinity shivered. It had become much colder.
Neo entered the conference room to the sound of hushed murmuring. Both Morpheus and Nevia were seated, deep in discussion.
As always, Morpheus appeared to know exactly why he was there, "You remember."
"Yes."
"She poses a great threat to you, Trinity, and because of this, the Resistance."
"She?"
"Yes. She. She is an updated model of agent, they felt members of the Resistance might lower their guard if they encountered a female agent."
Neo was painfully reminded of Mouse, designer of the Lady in Red, whose death had been the first of those to come that day.
"She is a threat, not only to us, but to the Matrix itself. She is a renegade program, a failure who escaped the clutches of the machines. She is one of a kind, and extremely powerful. She has seen your greatest weakness Neo, and because of this, she will pose the greatest threat."
"My weakness?"
"I think you know what it is Neo." Indeed he did.
"Love." Or at least he though he did.
"Yes and no. Here, love makes both Trinity and yourself stronger. Once separated, it makes you weak. This weakness spreads to the matrix. It makes one slow-thinking. It prevents us from making the choices we should."
Neo shook his head. "No. Love makes us stronger. It always does. Separation is what makes us weaker."
"Perhaps that is so, but it is not for us to decide. You may appeal to the council, but if you are rejected for the second time, you have lost your chance. Meanwhile, we must begin to prepare ourselves for what this agent may present. You, and some of our own will enter. You must discover who she is, and why she is here, or rather, there."
"You must be careful Neo," his own captain spoke for the first time to him.
"I will, but Trin-"
"She will not be allowed to go."
"Who won't be allowed to go where?"
Neo jumped a little, then looked around to find Trinity at his side.
She repeated herself, "Who won't be allowed to go where?"
Morpheus decided to take the highly-probable death possibility by telling her, "You. You are not going into the Matrix."
"And why not?"
"There's an agent Trinity, a female agent."
"They never made female ones before."
"That is true, but she is one of a kind, and has seen your relationship with Neo. No doubt she will use this knowledge to her benefits. We cannot allow both of you to go in, you're too much of a..."
"A distraction," she finished for him.
"Yes. Further more, your current state does not leave much room for argument on your behalf."
"You really think so." She gripped the edge of the table for support, desperately holding back a cough, "Well let me tell you, sir, that I'm not letting anyone control me like that."
"It's an order Trinity."
"I don't give a damn," her voice became calm and low, a sign both Morpheus and Neo recognized; like a rattler shaking it's tail in warning. "I don't give a damn about your orders and your rules. Look where it's gotten us." Her breath came ragged and uneven, and as she turned to walk back to her room, she let Neo wrap his arm 'round her, a gesture she often had much difficulty reciprocating, and tolerating. Today, however, she simply moved closer, both endearing herself to Neo, and taking a stab at their captains, the council, and generally everybody.
When they reached their cabin, however, she began to cough, and sat down on the little cot. His warm hand circled her back, and stayed until the fit passed. She laid her head on his shoulder, glad for the comfort.
"Morpheus said he'd let us appeal."
She let his voice fade away before speaking herself, "Can we win?"
"I don't know. We have to try." He stared into her tired, sad eyes, emotions showing she would show no one else.
She took a deep breath, "I want you to tell me the truth Neo. Do-do you love me?"
"I love you."
She smiled, and said, almost childishly, "I love you. Promise me we won't let them pull us apart again."
"I promise. Even if it means abandoning the resistance, if it means exile, or running away, or..whatever it takes."
They were both surprised by the way their promises could warm them. They shouldn't have been: love does that to people.
For those few minutes, she was like a child, privately living the childhood none of them really had.
In the following days, both would call on this memory of their pledge of love for strength. They would need it.
A/N: Arrgh! Why can't I write as much as I want to?!?! Oh well, I hope you enjoyed.
Next chappie may also be a bit late: EXAMS!!!!
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
AHHHHH! 61 reviews!!!!!
I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now on to the chapter..
Real World, Real Love
Neo stared distantly into the darkness of the little room. He should have felt complete with Trinity sleeping peacefully in his arms, by there was a tiny hole tearing away at him. He tried desperately to remember. There was something different. No, not different. Dangerous. Something he should have seen, should have felt by the booth that day. As Trinity moved in his arms, the answer came to him.
Why didn't he see it before? Stupid, stupid, stupid. He was an idiot to have ignored it. It put everyone's lives in danger. The thought of this shook him, and he tensed up immediately. He tightened his grip on Trinity, and in the back of his mind registered her thinness. Sub-consciously feeling his stress, Trinity woke, and turned to face him.
"What's wrong?"
"We're in trouble Trin. Big trouble."
She unconsciously moved closer, "What kind of trouble?"
"That day, Trinity, in the matrix, there was someone there. I don't know who, but there was someone, and they saw. They saw everything. I-I think it was an agent."
"An agent?"
"Not just any agent. This one was different. There was something."
"What."
"I don't know." He slid out of the narrow bed, and wrapped the thin blanket around her. He kissed her cheek, and whispered, "Wait here." For once, she obeyed the order, perhaps because it was not so much of an order as it was a request of concern. As he shut the door behind him, Trinity shivered. It had become much colder.
Neo entered the conference room to the sound of hushed murmuring. Both Morpheus and Nevia were seated, deep in discussion.
As always, Morpheus appeared to know exactly why he was there, "You remember."
"Yes."
"She poses a great threat to you, Trinity, and because of this, the Resistance."
"She?"
"Yes. She. She is an updated model of agent, they felt members of the Resistance might lower their guard if they encountered a female agent."
Neo was painfully reminded of Mouse, designer of the Lady in Red, whose death had been the first of those to come that day.
"She is a threat, not only to us, but to the Matrix itself. She is a renegade program, a failure who escaped the clutches of the machines. She is one of a kind, and extremely powerful. She has seen your greatest weakness Neo, and because of this, she will pose the greatest threat."
"My weakness?"
"I think you know what it is Neo." Indeed he did.
"Love." Or at least he though he did.
"Yes and no. Here, love makes both Trinity and yourself stronger. Once separated, it makes you weak. This weakness spreads to the matrix. It makes one slow-thinking. It prevents us from making the choices we should."
Neo shook his head. "No. Love makes us stronger. It always does. Separation is what makes us weaker."
"Perhaps that is so, but it is not for us to decide. You may appeal to the council, but if you are rejected for the second time, you have lost your chance. Meanwhile, we must begin to prepare ourselves for what this agent may present. You, and some of our own will enter. You must discover who she is, and why she is here, or rather, there."
"You must be careful Neo," his own captain spoke for the first time to him.
"I will, but Trin-"
"She will not be allowed to go."
"Who won't be allowed to go where?"
Neo jumped a little, then looked around to find Trinity at his side.
She repeated herself, "Who won't be allowed to go where?"
Morpheus decided to take the highly-probable death possibility by telling her, "You. You are not going into the Matrix."
"And why not?"
"There's an agent Trinity, a female agent."
"They never made female ones before."
"That is true, but she is one of a kind, and has seen your relationship with Neo. No doubt she will use this knowledge to her benefits. We cannot allow both of you to go in, you're too much of a..."
"A distraction," she finished for him.
"Yes. Further more, your current state does not leave much room for argument on your behalf."
"You really think so." She gripped the edge of the table for support, desperately holding back a cough, "Well let me tell you, sir, that I'm not letting anyone control me like that."
"It's an order Trinity."
"I don't give a damn," her voice became calm and low, a sign both Morpheus and Neo recognized; like a rattler shaking it's tail in warning. "I don't give a damn about your orders and your rules. Look where it's gotten us." Her breath came ragged and uneven, and as she turned to walk back to her room, she let Neo wrap his arm 'round her, a gesture she often had much difficulty reciprocating, and tolerating. Today, however, she simply moved closer, both endearing herself to Neo, and taking a stab at their captains, the council, and generally everybody.
When they reached their cabin, however, she began to cough, and sat down on the little cot. His warm hand circled her back, and stayed until the fit passed. She laid her head on his shoulder, glad for the comfort.
"Morpheus said he'd let us appeal."
She let his voice fade away before speaking herself, "Can we win?"
"I don't know. We have to try." He stared into her tired, sad eyes, emotions showing she would show no one else.
She took a deep breath, "I want you to tell me the truth Neo. Do-do you love me?"
"I love you."
She smiled, and said, almost childishly, "I love you. Promise me we won't let them pull us apart again."
"I promise. Even if it means abandoning the resistance, if it means exile, or running away, or..whatever it takes."
They were both surprised by the way their promises could warm them. They shouldn't have been: love does that to people.
For those few minutes, she was like a child, privately living the childhood none of them really had.
In the following days, both would call on this memory of their pledge of love for strength. They would need it.
A/N: Arrgh! Why can't I write as much as I want to?!?! Oh well, I hope you enjoyed.
Next chappie may also be a bit late: EXAMS!!!!