Just for record I'm a complete beginner. Perhaps it's obvious. So please be patient. I've never written fanfic before and write in English was something very new for me. English is not my mother tongue but I do my best. And I want to improve so please if you find any huge mistakes write me. So review! Be honest. I accept both positive and negative comments (and not just about grammar of course!)

Disclaimer: The Matrix belongs to Warner Bros. and the Wachowski brothers. I don't own Smith or anybody from the film. The other characters may or may not show up later. If anything is familiar to you from this or any other movie I don't own it. I'm just playing with them.

Chapter One: The Informant

There was an elderly man sitting in a restaurant. It seemed that he was waiting for someone. He was about 60 years old and wearing casual clothes. His name was Samuel Potter. He was a council member in Zion but now he was there as an informant. He had been working for the Agents for several months, since they caught him. They didn't kill him but in return he had to tell them everything about Zion's plans, aims, everything he knew. He also knew that there wouldn't be a winner in this war, just destroyed and survived creatures. He wanted the two species to meet and try to solve this problem with talk. And now the machines trusted him more than any other humans before and he also was a honorable member in Zion. So he had the ability to arrange a meeting between the belligerent parties. All he needed an opportunity and something else. The most important thing was missing: the trust. The machines were willing to meet because they were thinking in a logical way and waiting for the humans to make the next step. But humans were driven by emotions and they didn't want to just give up. They wanted revenge. So everything stayed the same. The war went on but one of the most important human force was defeated and destroyed completely and Zion's leadership changed its mind. They needed time to gather power so they decided to accept the machines offer. Now they were willing to meet but they wanted to say where and when. They played for time.

Humans sent Samuel Potter. He became an ambassador extraordinary and plenipotentiary. The machines sent an Agent who they thought suited the requirements. He was Agent Smith (of course). Not just because he was the best in playing human but because he and Sam had already known each other because Smith was who had caught Sam.

Now Sam was waiting for Smith to tell him about Zion's decision and that he would be their ambassador. As Sam was waiting he was thinking about lots of things. He somehow knew that this meeting would be the last he have with Smith. He didn't know why but he almost liked this sentient program. He was very intelligent and familiar with so many things from philosophy to gardening. And it didn't require psychological qualification to realize that he had some kind of character and ego. And he always made his superiority and authority felt. He had an aversion for humans, that's why he stayed aloof and cold. So sometimes it was a war of nerves for Sam to talk to him. Smith often had private opinions about things even about the Mainframe's orders. He always confined himself to the main points. On the surface he seemed to be strict, emotionless, boring, lacking of imagination and humor, neutral and cruel like any other agents. Of course all of these things were true for him but beneath the surface he also had an other side. A less aggressive and curious side. They talked a lot and not just about official things but several other things. Smith hated humans and he didn't keep it secret but Sam knew that in spite of his hate he wanted to know more about them. The Agent usually just listened and Sam just spoke. But they never talked about personal things. Smith had no personal life so it was easy not to talk about it. But it wasn't so easy for Sam. Sometimes he wanted to tell Smith about his previous life, about his daughter, his wife who died because she couldn't stand the shock, but always changed his mind as he realized who he was talking to. He "liked" this Agent but he didn't trust him enough and didn't want to risk his daughter's life. She was unplugged too and a member of the Resistance. But she worked in the Matrix searching for hackers and other useful people and informed the Resistance if she found something or somebody. So the only place where Sam could meet her daughter was the Matrix.

So nobody - even the machines - knew about her but Smith suspected something because all Sam was asked in return was time to spend in the Matrix. So there must have been somebody to spend this time with. Humans are social beings after all. To be honest Smith didn't want to know who it was (yet). He had dealt with so many humans to know he could trust this one. He knew that Sam was quite old (and odd) and was a highly respected member of his society. That could be a reason why he let him debate with him and didn't shot him simply. That was some kind of respect that Smith could show. But he couldn't think more about this Sam person because he reached the restaurant. He parked his car and headed towards the entrance. He entered the restaurant. There weren't too many people. He scanned the whole area for Samuel Potter. It didn't take too much time to find him. Then he started walking towards him. Sam glanced at his watch so he couldn't see Smith. It was 5 o'clock. Slowly a shadow approached Sam. When the second hand reached its place Smith cast shadow on Sam and a part of the table. He stopped opposite to Sam.

"Mr. Potter."- said Smith.

Sam looked at Smith. A faultless well-cut suit, polished shoes, sunglasses, poker face. Everything is in its proper place.

"Good afternoon, Smith! Take a seat, please!" - said Sam.

They had met so many times but it always seemed that Smith had some kind of problem with sitting down simply. Finally he pulled up a chair unbuttoned his jacket and sat down.

"How are you?"- asked Sam as he didn't even know who he was talking to. It was always a great fun to watch Smith as he was trying to find the right answer to a not frequently asked question.

"Would you like a coffee or something stronger?"- asked Sam.

He liked teasing the Agent with questions like these and it seemed that Smith understood his aim with these stupid questions and it happened sometimes that he smiled at them but just when his mood was suitable. So it happened once in a blue moon. They had known each other for a time but Sam's behavior confused Smith a little. He didn't know why this human treat him in a way as he was also a human being. He did this just for fan or what? Smith was just sitting up straight and staring at Sam for a minute. Then he said:

"Mr. Potter. You seem to be quite a stubborn creature. I am still not required any food or drink and I think you also know this. And even you can't change me so I advise you to find an other hobby."

"Old habits die hard."- answered Sam.

"I have no time to waste, Mr. Potter. Go straight to the point! You wanted to see me. Why?"

"Yes. I think I have some interesting news for you."

"Go ahead!" - said Smith and leaned back. Now he was watching the bubbles in Sam's mineral water.

"Zion's leaders decided to meet with the leaders of your species."

Smith lifted his gaze from the mineral water and said:

"An unexpected but undoubtedly wise decision."

"But they want to tell where and when ."

"It is not a problem. But I want to see the scene before the meeting."

"I know it. It's an old suburban warehouse."

"And the time?"

"Next Friday."

Suddenly Smith lifted up his hand to his earpiece and listened. After some seconds he said:

"I must go back now."

"Duty calls?"

Smith ignored the question. It was none of his business at all. He stood up from his chair, buttoned his jacket and put his suit straight.

"When will you have to go back?"-asked Smith.

"I have enough time."

"I come back here in an hour and let you show me that building. Is it acceptable for you?"

"Yes, I'll be waiting for you right here."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Potter. Good bye!"

"Good bye, Smith. "

Smith turned on his heel and left Sam in the restaurant.