A/N= Finally!! Chapter Two is here!! I'm dying to get this done soon. I wrote the final chapter ages ago and I'm dying to get to that part since that's my favourite bit. Anyway yeah, I'm sorry, I know I promised more action in this chapter than the last one but I needed to get Smith and Watts' relationship developed and an amazingly lengthy piece of dialogue really did the job. I PROMISE there will be action in the next chapter. There will be a Watts and Trinity BITCH FIGHT!!! Mwhahaha!!! Enjoy or at least try to enjoy, kay?

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"Why do I have to teach her?!" Smith whined the following evening. "We've been training her all day together so why do I have to the last bit on my own?" "Understanding is one of the most important parts," Jones explained. "She listens to you."

"She isn't afraid of you," Brown agreed.

Smith scowled, offended that Emma didn't fear him. He looked over at her, sitting by the window, chin resting on her knees, arms wrapped around her leg, looking down at the city below. Her dark green suit was slightly too big for her, her hands hidden under long sleeves. Though her eyes were also hidden behind her sunglasses, Smith could tell she was watching the people of the city with a mild amusement.

"She doesn't need teaching, she's already an agent." Smith said, trying one last time to avoid his assignment.

"Not until she understands," Jones said firmly.

Smith frowned at his two colleagues but nonetheless, he stood up with a sigh. "Let's go, Watts," he said as he opened the door.

Emma immediately jumped off the desk she was perched on and followed him out of the room.

"I tell you something, Smith," she said as they walked up the flight of stairs leading to the rooftop. "I've watched you guys in these suits every day since the first Matrix film came out but… I never thought I'd be wearing one myself," Emma smiled, looking down at her outfit.

Smith grunted a reply and opened the roof door. They both stepped to the edge of the building and looked at the skyline in front of them.

"Watts," he began. "The lesson you're about to learn is not of the physical kind- the reprogramming injections we gave you this morning have already given you the strength, speed and stamina of an agent."

"It still didn't help me in the training…" Emma muttered, looking down at the fresh scar on her arm. Brown had given her that.

"There will be plenty of practise for you later on," Smith replied. "However, there are certain things you will need to understand to become an Agent of this system. The most important is the danger you will be in."

"Danger?" Emma repeated anxiously.

Smith nodded. "Because of your original programming, you are assigned to one vessel and one vessel alone. This means that unlike us, if you are killed…"

"I can't take over someone else's body and come back."

"Precisely, meaning that you will have to be extremely careful. You are a necessary part of the system now. You serve the same purpose as us"

"And… What purpose is that?"

Smith took off his sunglasses and smiled at her. "I thought you would have known that, Watts, as the expert of our situation."

"Well, I guess I'll need to know exactly what point in the film we're at," Emma replied.

"The crew of the Nebuchadnezzer are searching for the next reincarnation of their so-called… 'saviour'- The One as he is more commonly known. We have been sent to track him down before they get to him first. So far, we have been unsuccessful but with your help, we'll be able to find him."

Emma smiled. "Of course we will," she said. "His name's Thomas Anderson. He's a hacker with the nickname Neo. He works at Metacortex. I don't know whereabouts his apartment is but I know he lives in Room 101."

Smith raised an eyebrow. "Your fixation with these films terrifies me."

"They're really good films," Emma answered, sitting down on the floor. "You'd like them- it's got a lot of you in it."

"Me?"

Emma grinned, remembering one of her favourite parts of 'Reloaded'. "Yes, you… you, you, you…"

Staring at her confusedly, Smith sat down beside her. "We should begin the search for this Mr Anderson immediate-"

He was suddenly cut short as Emma began to laugh.

"What's so funny?" Smith demanded.

"You said Mr Anderson…" Emma giggled.

"So?"

"Say it again."

"Mr Anderson."

Emma burst out laughing again.

"I don't understand," Smith said, frowning. "Why is that so funny?"

"It's not so much funny as it is adorable… say it again."

"No."

"Aww, why not?"

"I don't want you thinking it's adorable. That suggests that you are applying emotion towards it and emotion is a human illusion, something that Agents don't have time for."

"What are you talking about, Smith? You have more emotion than anyone."

"What?"

"You hate it here," Emma explained. "I know you do. The smell makes you feel sick. You think humans are disgusting and being around them all the time repulses you. You want everything to end just so you don't have to be here anymore." She looked down at her hands sadly. "That's why I'm here… isn't it? So I can speed it all up, get you out of here faster."

Smith stared at her seriously. What he had always felt deep inside… he'd never heard it spoken out loud before. He knew that someone else understood his hatred of this world.

"That's not true," he said at length. "We all need you. You are a necessary-"

"I know, I know…" Emma sighed. "A necessary part of the system now."

A long awkward silence followed this, finally broken as Emma spoke again.

"It's just that… before all this… when I was still serving my original purpose… I thought I was a human and yet… when- when I was with other humans I… I knew something was different. And then when I understood why… when you told me told me the truth about what I really am… I still felt left out. Being with you guys is something I've always dreamt of but… I don't belong here either, I'm not an Agent, I'm just another program. Would I belong with other programs? Probably not. I'm too Agent for programs. Too human for Agents. Too program for humans. I don't belong anywhere."

"You belong here now," Smith said firmly. "You're not just another program, Watts. You're a program with human knowledge and Agent power. No longer confined in what you believed to be your human vessel, you're unstoppable now."

Emma sighed and turned away, she just couldn't believe him.

"Listen to me," Smith commanded, grabbing her face with both hands and forcing her back to him. "You are Agent Watts now, understand? As long as you carry that title and as long as you are under our protection, there is nothing you can't do and there is nothing you can't be."

"I can't see the real world," Emma replied slowly. "I can't leave this place either."

"Then we can help each other out. Once our purposes are served, we won't be a necessary part of the system anymore. Can't you see, Watts? This is the only way I can be free."

"We can be free," Emma corrected him, although she knew he had meant what he said.

He didn't care what happened to her.