It was stupid. The whole goddamn thing was stupid. Dez was dead- his own mother had

said so herself- so why was she clinging to this one piece of hope that he might still be alive?

Trinity sighed and wrapped her arms around her small frame, holding herself close as Neo slept.

She hadn't told him what Saturn had told her, and now she was wondering why. She

wanted to tell him, to keep nothing a secret, but something had stopped her. Fear, maybe? Fear

that he wouldn't understand? Would act as he had done when he found out about her midnight

stroll?

No, Trinity was never afraid. Never. She shook her head slowly and determinedly,

shaking that thought from her mind. Besides, if that were true and she -did- fear that Neo's

reaction would be just like before, than that wasn't forgiving him. And that wasn't fair, since she

had already told him she did.

So why was her instinct telling her not to share this revelation with the man she loved?

The man she trusted with her very life?

He'd think she was crazy, that's what. He might think she was being irrational, and that

Saturn was simply playing on her last shred of hope, using her sorrow to use her. And that was

just paranoid. After all, NO one takes advantage of Trinity. NO one.

So with these thoughts falling just short of reassurance, Trinity drifted into sleep, ready

tomorrow to finally meet her long lost and supposedly dead friend. And she didn't plan on telling

Neo.