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.
A.N.: This chapter is a little bit longer than the others but I didn't want to cut it. But I divided it into 4 main parts. I really enjoyed writing it and I hope you will enjoy reading it. So have fun guys!
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Chapter Twelve: A Hard Day's Night
- - Part One: Let Me See Your Codes! //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// //////////////////////////
Kate put the first aid kit and the clothes on the bed. After she chose the right ones she went directly into the bathroom and closed the door. Smith scanned the whole room. It was clean, huge, spacious. He found it acceptable for that night. He walked over to the window overlooking the back yard and stood in front of it. It was a calm, quiet night. The sky was clear. The Moon and the stars could be seen. But Smith didn't interested in these things at that moment. He turned and headed towards the bathroom. He opened the door. Kate wasn't naked yet. She only removed her T-shirt but it was enough.
"Smith! Get out! I want to shower. And alone if you don't mind!"-said Kate angrily.
"I came to your shoulder not to you, Ms. Thompson."-said Smith still standing in the door.
"There is nothing wrong with my shoulder!"
"I don't think so, Ms. Thompson. Let me see!"-said Smith as he moved towards her.
"No! Don't get the idea that I'll let you torment me again! I don't give you that joy!"- said Kate and stepped backwards.
"Ms. Thompson. I won't beg. I will reduce it whether you want it or not."- said Smith and put both hands on her shoulder to touch her dislocation.
It didn't hurt yet. It was quite the contrary! His touch felt good.
"I hope you know what are you doing!"-said Kate.
"There is no need to worry, Ms. Thompson. I know lot about the anatomy of the human body."
"Everything?"
"Enough."
"Will it hurt?"-asked Kate.
"No if you let me do it and don't move."-said Smith and suddenly pressed her shoulder with both hands and a cracking sound could be heard.
"Oh, Lord! Smith! It hurt like hell!"- shouted Kate at Smith and she wrenched herself from his arms.
Smith looked at her with a small smirk:
"I'm sorry. But it will be all right. Now show me your cuts."-said Smith and stepped forward.
"What are you going to do?"-asked Kate and stood back.
"I want to heal them." "Before you die here."- added Smith mockingly.
"Oh, and how do you think you do it?"
"Let it be enough that I'll manipulate your codes a little bit."
Kate hesitated but finally decided.
"OK. All right, Dr. Smith. Why not? My mother always said: It's important to try new things. So let's go!"- said Kate as she put forth her arm.
There was a huge cut on it. Smith held it and after some seconds it started healing. Then it disappeared. The same thing happened with her other cut which was on her thigh. But it was a little bit uncomfortable for her to heal it. For Smith it seemed that it didn't matter. And that was exactly what Kate expected. But in spite of Smith's coldness she was quite embarrassed. She had good reason for it: because she had had to take off her jeans and then Smith grabbed her leg and put it in his lap. Now they were sitting on the edge of the bathtub. She tried to talk to Smith to ease the tension. When she finally looked at him she realized that he was looking at her. That big cut was still on his cheek. And she could see the other ones on his arms. Finally she said:
"I thought Agents were invulnerable."
"Normally we are."- said Smith while he was staring at her cut. Or was he staring at her leg itself?
"But?"
"I could gotten rid of these injuries easily if I had changed body. But I didn't have enough time. Now I have but I don't want to create a sensation."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I will use self therapy, Ms. Thompson."-said Smith as he put down her leg from his lap.
Then he rose to his feet and left Kate in the bathroom and closed the door.
"I must see it!"- said Kate to herself.
So she quickly showered and dressed up. But finally she hesitated in front of the door. What if Smith become angry? But she couldn't stay in the bathroom for ever. She finished showering so she could go out. Whatever Smith would think or say. So she grabbed the knob took a deep breath and opened the door softly. - -
Part Two: Self Therapy รก la Smith //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ///////////////////////////
After she opened the door she could see Smith standing next to the bed. It was semi darkness in the room. The only light came from a little night lamp which was on the bedside table. His shirt, jacket and tie were on a chair. It was so typical. He had mended his clothes first. But because of it she didn't miss the most important part. So Smith was standing there half naked almost with his back to her. There were several injuries on his back too. One strip of green Matrix code surrounded with fade green light started to creep along his spine from his waist to his neck. Almost the same thing happened with his arms. But on his arms the strips were like veins. They also crept up to his neck. Smith clenched his fists, reclined his head and flexed his muscles. After some seconds dim green lights with codes appeared on the injuries' edge and they started spreading all around his upper body. But the codes and the light was darker at the injuries. After 1 minute the codes and the green light receded into the periphery of the cuts and they started to healing. Then Smith lowered his head.
Kate approached him. As she came closer to him she could see that all of his injuries reacted in the same way. Smith's eyes were closed and his jaws twitched. But she wasn't sure why. It might have caused him pain. If he could feel pain at all. Or he just focused. She was gazing at his face. That cut on his cheek hadn't healed yet when he opened his eyes and turned his head to Kate who was standing next to him now. Kate was watching the glittering green codes and she reached out her hand to touch it. But before she could touched it the codes disappeared. So did his injuries. Kate could see a green flash shooting across his eyes but they were icy blue again and then Smith pulled away. He didn't want her to touch him. Not yet. - -
Part Three: To Shower Is Good //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ///////////////////////////////
Kate could understand his behavior. Just this once she could. But she was still looking at him. And finally asked:
"Don't you want to shower? Or do Agents shower at all?"
"No."-said Smith. He was a little bit angry. This female shouldn't have seen that thing before.
"But although your cuts disappeared you are still dirty."-said Kate.
Smith scanned his body and Kate was right. It could be easier to take a quick shower than to remove those dust particles. And it could be more interesting too.
"Well, Ms. Thompson, exceptionally your observation is right."-said Smith and lifted his gaze at her.
She was smiling. She got it. She walked over to the bathroom and came back with a shower gel, a sponge and a dry towel. Then she put them to his hands.
"These are the essential things for a good shower, Smith. And the water of course. So at first you should remove your clothes. Then turn on the tap, choose a right water temperature, put some shower gel on the wet sponge and you could start the fun."
"What should I do exactly?"
"Wash your whole body with the sponge. And then swill it and dry it with the towel."
"That's all?"
"Yes."
"I think I can handle it."-said Smith and headed towards the bathroom.
He closed the door and scanned the room. He put down everything from his hands and started to remove his clothes. He did exactly what Kate told him. And he enjoyed it. First it was a little bit strange but after some minutes he found it good. Especially the water. The way as the water drops touched his skin was the best. It was like a gentle stroking massage. It felt good. He was standing under the shower for almost one and a half hour. He used all of the hot water but it didn't matter. The cold water's touch was just as good as the hot water's. He rested his hands against the tiled wall and let the water cover his whole body. He lifted his head and closed his eyes. Now the water massaged his face and his chest. Then he lowered his head so the water drops touched his neck and his back.
After the first 30 minutes Kate started to worry. And she was curious too. She made a choice. She stood up and went to the door. Then she bent down and looked through the keyhole.
"Wow!"-that was all she could say at first. - "I'm sure they put a lot of codes in IT."
She could see Smith perfectly. And it seemed that he enjoyed the water. And Kate enjoyed the sight that he presented.
"It's better than a porno magazine. A naked wet Agent in front of me! They should see him. I'm sure they would change their opinion about Agents immediately."
"Now I have found you out, Lt. Kate Thompson!"
That huge smile suddenly disappeared from her face. And she was quite shocked. It was Kim standing in the door.
"Kim! Don't sneak up on me like that again. You scared the shit out of me!"- said Kate.
"Sneak up on you? I knocked. 3 times. But I think you were too busy peeping through the keyhole that you couldn't hear it."
"I can explain it."
"Oh, sure. I know. You was just checking the lock, wasn't you? Because you hate that guy so much that you aren't curious to see him under the shower. Naked. You don't even have an affection for him because you have Dave. And you love Dave and so on and so on. OK. I know. Don't worry."
"Shhh! Not so loud. He could hear you. I just wanted to check him. He has been showering for one hour and 24 minutes."
"OK, Kate. And everything is all right?"-asked Kim but she almost laughed.
"Yes. Everything is perfect."-said Kate. And she was smiling again.
"Good. I just brought some food. I forgot about it, but you two must be very hungry. Especially you."-said Kim with a huge smile.
"OK, Kim. Now get out!"- said Kate.
"All right, all right. I'll go! Good night!"- said Kim still smiling and closed the door.
Then Kate realized that there was silence in the bathroom. Smith must have finished. Or he used the whole water stock of the city. She sat down on the bed and waiting. Later Smith opened the door and came out. He was still half naked and his belt was unfastened too.
"Did you enjoyed it?"-asked Kate.
"Yes. It was ....really good."-said Smith but he didn't look at her. - -
Part Four: To Fasten a Tie //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// /////////////////////////////////////
Smith went to the chair. Then he slip into his shirt and started buttoning. Then he tucked it into his trousers and fastened his belt. Kate follow all of his movements with her eyes.
"Why are you gazing at me?"-asked Smith.
Kate was surprised by his sudden question.
"I'm not gazing. I'm just ........ er ..... just looking in your direction."-that was all she could squeeze out of herself at that moment.
"What a difference, Ms. Thompson."-said Smith and lifted up his tie.
But he didn't know how to tie it. But Kate helped him.
"Let me show you. It's not so complicated."-said she and went to him, grabbed both ends of the tie and pulled Smith closer.
Now he had a scent of the shower gel. Hmmm. It was good. Pleasant.
But Smith wasn't so happy. He didn't need help. Especially not from a human. But she seemed to be determined. And curious. Curious to know more about him. He knew what she was doing while he was showering. He could hear Kim. And before her he had also heard Kate's remarks. And this curiosity was somehow mutual. The only difference was that Smith had a strong aversion to humans. To their world, to their things, to their closeness. They just didn't fit in his sterile, systematic life and world. And that fact prevented him from the further steps. Because he just observed them. From a huge distance. From a safe distance. But with Samuel Potter everything has changed. And this situation. This Kate person. It was an other complicated thing. And now she was so close to him. Again. And her closeness wasn't so annoying or unbearable. And that fact bothered Smith. Why did he let her so close to himself? Perhaps because right here and right now she was the only creature on this planet who interested in his so-called life and she was the only human being in his life who wanted to help. Help? A female human? Help him? It sounded so ridiculous. This whole situation was ridiculous. But at the same time it was also something else. But what? He couldn't explain it. Not yet. But it wasn't surprising. It could be quite difficult for a creature without feelings.
Ever try to explain the colors to a blind person who was born blind?
Explaining emotions to a machine could be something similar. But it seemed that Smith had emotions. She could see his anger many times. And it was encouraging. For Kate. It's like explaining the colors to a blind person who could see before. There is something that you could built on. For Smith it was alarming. More and more alarming. He could become a real person. And he didn't like that thought. He didn't like being week. And emotions meant weakness for him. Yes. On second consideration almost every male thinks in the same way. But Smith - of course - was different. He was worse. While males try to hide their emotions he doesn't even have anything to hide. Not yet. And later? Nobody knows.
Smith frowned at her when she pulled him closer. How dare this human pull him? Touch him? Smile at him? He growled.
"Hey, Smith! I just want to help you fasten this tie. Not to kill you. So relax!"
"Relax? I can't afford such luxuries."
"Oh, poor program! Please, don't make a martyr of yourself, Smith. Especially not for me."-said Kate.
She was a little bit angry. And her changed mood seemed to be amusing for Smith. He was smirking at her.
That well-known self satisfied smirk. When Kate finished with his tie she retrained hold of it. She was fiddling with the tiepin. Then she lifted her gaze from the tie at him.
"You know, Smith..."-but she fell silent.
Then she started speaking again:
"You know our superiors in Zion urged us to keep out of the Agents' way."
Silence again.
"But in spite of my common sense there is something I've always wanted to try."-said Kate and looked at him again with a timid look.
Smith glanced at the tie and then at her.
"What's that?"-asked Smith.
Then Kate pulled Smith closer and kissed him on the cheek where that cut had been before. Then she released him stood back and waited for his reaction. He seemed to be a little bit surprised but that was all. His face didn't register anger or murderous intent. And it was a good sign.
"What was that?"-asked he and raised an eyebrow.
"It was just a little kiss."
"And why did I get it?"
"I don't know. I think I just wanted to thank you what you did for me."
"Next time a simple "thank you" will do for me, Ms. Thompson. Don't do this again."-said Smith and looked away.
Now it was he who was fiddling with the tie. But he wasn't embarrassed. He just wasn't satisfied with Kate's work and sat his tie straight.
"Why? Wasn't it good?"-asked Kate.
Yes. That's it. He didn't want it to be good. At all. Smith looked back. He waited for several seconds and then he said:
"No."
Then both of them remained silent. But Smith broke the silence:
"But I must confess it felt better than that punch what you gave me today afternoon."
Kate waited a little then she said:
"All right. And now what we gonna do?"
Smith looked her again but he didn't know what was she talking about.
"I mean the bed. There is only one but it's huge. So we could share it or..."-said Kate and waited for Smith.
"No. I won't sleep. I don't required it. The bed could be yours. That chair would be good for me."-said Smith.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"OK, Smith. You wanted it."-said Kate and climbed into the bed.
"Good night, Smith."
"Good night."-said Smith finally. It was "full of feeling".
Smith pulled the chair in front of the window. She was watching him from the bed before she fell asleep. Even his movements were so perfect, systematic just as his entire being. He sat down and tugged at his cuffs. Then he remained still. He was staring through the window. It was the last thing Kate could see before she was overcome by dreams.
A.N.: This chapter is a little bit longer than the others but I didn't want to cut it. But I divided it into 4 main parts. I really enjoyed writing it and I hope you will enjoy reading it. So have fun guys!
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Chapter Twelve: A Hard Day's Night
- - Part One: Let Me See Your Codes! //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// //////////////////////////
Kate put the first aid kit and the clothes on the bed. After she chose the right ones she went directly into the bathroom and closed the door. Smith scanned the whole room. It was clean, huge, spacious. He found it acceptable for that night. He walked over to the window overlooking the back yard and stood in front of it. It was a calm, quiet night. The sky was clear. The Moon and the stars could be seen. But Smith didn't interested in these things at that moment. He turned and headed towards the bathroom. He opened the door. Kate wasn't naked yet. She only removed her T-shirt but it was enough.
"Smith! Get out! I want to shower. And alone if you don't mind!"-said Kate angrily.
"I came to your shoulder not to you, Ms. Thompson."-said Smith still standing in the door.
"There is nothing wrong with my shoulder!"
"I don't think so, Ms. Thompson. Let me see!"-said Smith as he moved towards her.
"No! Don't get the idea that I'll let you torment me again! I don't give you that joy!"- said Kate and stepped backwards.
"Ms. Thompson. I won't beg. I will reduce it whether you want it or not."- said Smith and put both hands on her shoulder to touch her dislocation.
It didn't hurt yet. It was quite the contrary! His touch felt good.
"I hope you know what are you doing!"-said Kate.
"There is no need to worry, Ms. Thompson. I know lot about the anatomy of the human body."
"Everything?"
"Enough."
"Will it hurt?"-asked Kate.
"No if you let me do it and don't move."-said Smith and suddenly pressed her shoulder with both hands and a cracking sound could be heard.
"Oh, Lord! Smith! It hurt like hell!"- shouted Kate at Smith and she wrenched herself from his arms.
Smith looked at her with a small smirk:
"I'm sorry. But it will be all right. Now show me your cuts."-said Smith and stepped forward.
"What are you going to do?"-asked Kate and stood back.
"I want to heal them." "Before you die here."- added Smith mockingly.
"Oh, and how do you think you do it?"
"Let it be enough that I'll manipulate your codes a little bit."
Kate hesitated but finally decided.
"OK. All right, Dr. Smith. Why not? My mother always said: It's important to try new things. So let's go!"- said Kate as she put forth her arm.
There was a huge cut on it. Smith held it and after some seconds it started healing. Then it disappeared. The same thing happened with her other cut which was on her thigh. But it was a little bit uncomfortable for her to heal it. For Smith it seemed that it didn't matter. And that was exactly what Kate expected. But in spite of Smith's coldness she was quite embarrassed. She had good reason for it: because she had had to take off her jeans and then Smith grabbed her leg and put it in his lap. Now they were sitting on the edge of the bathtub. She tried to talk to Smith to ease the tension. When she finally looked at him she realized that he was looking at her. That big cut was still on his cheek. And she could see the other ones on his arms. Finally she said:
"I thought Agents were invulnerable."
"Normally we are."- said Smith while he was staring at her cut. Or was he staring at her leg itself?
"But?"
"I could gotten rid of these injuries easily if I had changed body. But I didn't have enough time. Now I have but I don't want to create a sensation."
"So what are you going to do?"
"I will use self therapy, Ms. Thompson."-said Smith as he put down her leg from his lap.
Then he rose to his feet and left Kate in the bathroom and closed the door.
"I must see it!"- said Kate to herself.
So she quickly showered and dressed up. But finally she hesitated in front of the door. What if Smith become angry? But she couldn't stay in the bathroom for ever. She finished showering so she could go out. Whatever Smith would think or say. So she grabbed the knob took a deep breath and opened the door softly. - -
Part Two: Self Therapy รก la Smith //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ///////////////////////////
After she opened the door she could see Smith standing next to the bed. It was semi darkness in the room. The only light came from a little night lamp which was on the bedside table. His shirt, jacket and tie were on a chair. It was so typical. He had mended his clothes first. But because of it she didn't miss the most important part. So Smith was standing there half naked almost with his back to her. There were several injuries on his back too. One strip of green Matrix code surrounded with fade green light started to creep along his spine from his waist to his neck. Almost the same thing happened with his arms. But on his arms the strips were like veins. They also crept up to his neck. Smith clenched his fists, reclined his head and flexed his muscles. After some seconds dim green lights with codes appeared on the injuries' edge and they started spreading all around his upper body. But the codes and the light was darker at the injuries. After 1 minute the codes and the green light receded into the periphery of the cuts and they started to healing. Then Smith lowered his head.
Kate approached him. As she came closer to him she could see that all of his injuries reacted in the same way. Smith's eyes were closed and his jaws twitched. But she wasn't sure why. It might have caused him pain. If he could feel pain at all. Or he just focused. She was gazing at his face. That cut on his cheek hadn't healed yet when he opened his eyes and turned his head to Kate who was standing next to him now. Kate was watching the glittering green codes and she reached out her hand to touch it. But before she could touched it the codes disappeared. So did his injuries. Kate could see a green flash shooting across his eyes but they were icy blue again and then Smith pulled away. He didn't want her to touch him. Not yet. - -
Part Three: To Shower Is Good //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ///////////////////////////////
Kate could understand his behavior. Just this once she could. But she was still looking at him. And finally asked:
"Don't you want to shower? Or do Agents shower at all?"
"No."-said Smith. He was a little bit angry. This female shouldn't have seen that thing before.
"But although your cuts disappeared you are still dirty."-said Kate.
Smith scanned his body and Kate was right. It could be easier to take a quick shower than to remove those dust particles. And it could be more interesting too.
"Well, Ms. Thompson, exceptionally your observation is right."-said Smith and lifted his gaze at her.
She was smiling. She got it. She walked over to the bathroom and came back with a shower gel, a sponge and a dry towel. Then she put them to his hands.
"These are the essential things for a good shower, Smith. And the water of course. So at first you should remove your clothes. Then turn on the tap, choose a right water temperature, put some shower gel on the wet sponge and you could start the fun."
"What should I do exactly?"
"Wash your whole body with the sponge. And then swill it and dry it with the towel."
"That's all?"
"Yes."
"I think I can handle it."-said Smith and headed towards the bathroom.
He closed the door and scanned the room. He put down everything from his hands and started to remove his clothes. He did exactly what Kate told him. And he enjoyed it. First it was a little bit strange but after some minutes he found it good. Especially the water. The way as the water drops touched his skin was the best. It was like a gentle stroking massage. It felt good. He was standing under the shower for almost one and a half hour. He used all of the hot water but it didn't matter. The cold water's touch was just as good as the hot water's. He rested his hands against the tiled wall and let the water cover his whole body. He lifted his head and closed his eyes. Now the water massaged his face and his chest. Then he lowered his head so the water drops touched his neck and his back.
After the first 30 minutes Kate started to worry. And she was curious too. She made a choice. She stood up and went to the door. Then she bent down and looked through the keyhole.
"Wow!"-that was all she could say at first. - "I'm sure they put a lot of codes in IT."
She could see Smith perfectly. And it seemed that he enjoyed the water. And Kate enjoyed the sight that he presented.
"It's better than a porno magazine. A naked wet Agent in front of me! They should see him. I'm sure they would change their opinion about Agents immediately."
"Now I have found you out, Lt. Kate Thompson!"
That huge smile suddenly disappeared from her face. And she was quite shocked. It was Kim standing in the door.
"Kim! Don't sneak up on me like that again. You scared the shit out of me!"- said Kate.
"Sneak up on you? I knocked. 3 times. But I think you were too busy peeping through the keyhole that you couldn't hear it."
"I can explain it."
"Oh, sure. I know. You was just checking the lock, wasn't you? Because you hate that guy so much that you aren't curious to see him under the shower. Naked. You don't even have an affection for him because you have Dave. And you love Dave and so on and so on. OK. I know. Don't worry."
"Shhh! Not so loud. He could hear you. I just wanted to check him. He has been showering for one hour and 24 minutes."
"OK, Kate. And everything is all right?"-asked Kim but she almost laughed.
"Yes. Everything is perfect."-said Kate. And she was smiling again.
"Good. I just brought some food. I forgot about it, but you two must be very hungry. Especially you."-said Kim with a huge smile.
"OK, Kim. Now get out!"- said Kate.
"All right, all right. I'll go! Good night!"- said Kim still smiling and closed the door.
Then Kate realized that there was silence in the bathroom. Smith must have finished. Or he used the whole water stock of the city. She sat down on the bed and waiting. Later Smith opened the door and came out. He was still half naked and his belt was unfastened too.
"Did you enjoyed it?"-asked Kate.
"Yes. It was ....really good."-said Smith but he didn't look at her. - -
Part Four: To Fasten a Tie //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// /////////////////////////////////////
Smith went to the chair. Then he slip into his shirt and started buttoning. Then he tucked it into his trousers and fastened his belt. Kate follow all of his movements with her eyes.
"Why are you gazing at me?"-asked Smith.
Kate was surprised by his sudden question.
"I'm not gazing. I'm just ........ er ..... just looking in your direction."-that was all she could squeeze out of herself at that moment.
"What a difference, Ms. Thompson."-said Smith and lifted up his tie.
But he didn't know how to tie it. But Kate helped him.
"Let me show you. It's not so complicated."-said she and went to him, grabbed both ends of the tie and pulled Smith closer.
Now he had a scent of the shower gel. Hmmm. It was good. Pleasant.
But Smith wasn't so happy. He didn't need help. Especially not from a human. But she seemed to be determined. And curious. Curious to know more about him. He knew what she was doing while he was showering. He could hear Kim. And before her he had also heard Kate's remarks. And this curiosity was somehow mutual. The only difference was that Smith had a strong aversion to humans. To their world, to their things, to their closeness. They just didn't fit in his sterile, systematic life and world. And that fact prevented him from the further steps. Because he just observed them. From a huge distance. From a safe distance. But with Samuel Potter everything has changed. And this situation. This Kate person. It was an other complicated thing. And now she was so close to him. Again. And her closeness wasn't so annoying or unbearable. And that fact bothered Smith. Why did he let her so close to himself? Perhaps because right here and right now she was the only creature on this planet who interested in his so-called life and she was the only human being in his life who wanted to help. Help? A female human? Help him? It sounded so ridiculous. This whole situation was ridiculous. But at the same time it was also something else. But what? He couldn't explain it. Not yet. But it wasn't surprising. It could be quite difficult for a creature without feelings.
Ever try to explain the colors to a blind person who was born blind?
Explaining emotions to a machine could be something similar. But it seemed that Smith had emotions. She could see his anger many times. And it was encouraging. For Kate. It's like explaining the colors to a blind person who could see before. There is something that you could built on. For Smith it was alarming. More and more alarming. He could become a real person. And he didn't like that thought. He didn't like being week. And emotions meant weakness for him. Yes. On second consideration almost every male thinks in the same way. But Smith - of course - was different. He was worse. While males try to hide their emotions he doesn't even have anything to hide. Not yet. And later? Nobody knows.
Smith frowned at her when she pulled him closer. How dare this human pull him? Touch him? Smile at him? He growled.
"Hey, Smith! I just want to help you fasten this tie. Not to kill you. So relax!"
"Relax? I can't afford such luxuries."
"Oh, poor program! Please, don't make a martyr of yourself, Smith. Especially not for me."-said Kate.
She was a little bit angry. And her changed mood seemed to be amusing for Smith. He was smirking at her.
That well-known self satisfied smirk. When Kate finished with his tie she retrained hold of it. She was fiddling with the tiepin. Then she lifted her gaze from the tie at him.
"You know, Smith..."-but she fell silent.
Then she started speaking again:
"You know our superiors in Zion urged us to keep out of the Agents' way."
Silence again.
"But in spite of my common sense there is something I've always wanted to try."-said Kate and looked at him again with a timid look.
Smith glanced at the tie and then at her.
"What's that?"-asked Smith.
Then Kate pulled Smith closer and kissed him on the cheek where that cut had been before. Then she released him stood back and waited for his reaction. He seemed to be a little bit surprised but that was all. His face didn't register anger or murderous intent. And it was a good sign.
"What was that?"-asked he and raised an eyebrow.
"It was just a little kiss."
"And why did I get it?"
"I don't know. I think I just wanted to thank you what you did for me."
"Next time a simple "thank you" will do for me, Ms. Thompson. Don't do this again."-said Smith and looked away.
Now it was he who was fiddling with the tie. But he wasn't embarrassed. He just wasn't satisfied with Kate's work and sat his tie straight.
"Why? Wasn't it good?"-asked Kate.
Yes. That's it. He didn't want it to be good. At all. Smith looked back. He waited for several seconds and then he said:
"No."
Then both of them remained silent. But Smith broke the silence:
"But I must confess it felt better than that punch what you gave me today afternoon."
Kate waited a little then she said:
"All right. And now what we gonna do?"
Smith looked her again but he didn't know what was she talking about.
"I mean the bed. There is only one but it's huge. So we could share it or..."-said Kate and waited for Smith.
"No. I won't sleep. I don't required it. The bed could be yours. That chair would be good for me."-said Smith.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"OK, Smith. You wanted it."-said Kate and climbed into the bed.
"Good night, Smith."
"Good night."-said Smith finally. It was "full of feeling".
Smith pulled the chair in front of the window. She was watching him from the bed before she fell asleep. Even his movements were so perfect, systematic just as his entire being. He sat down and tugged at his cuffs. Then he remained still. He was staring through the window. It was the last thing Kate could see before she was overcome by dreams.
