A/N= This is probably the strangest chapter I've had to write. It's so fast-paced and crazy. I could blag and say it's like this to reflect on the unpredictability that is The Matrix but in reality, I rushed it. I always rush things. Which is ironic since I'm so damn lazy. Anyway, the ending of this was fun to write. Mainly because I had to keep going through it and reading it out loud to make sure it sounded okay. I got to talk in Agent voices! YAY!!! And I got to scream because there's lots of shouting in this chapter lol. Emotions a go-go. Everybody goes nuts. I don't want to ruin it for you though. I'll let you find out what happens for yourself. I don't own 'The Matrix' or anything related to it but how cool would it be to own the Trainman? I love the Trainman! I'd feed him and play with him every day!

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"Neo!" Emma threw her arms around him that night and kissed him passionately.

Neo smiled. "You seem happy today."

"I've really missed you," she replied as she let him inside the house and closed the door.

"I've only been gone six hours!" Neo laughed.

"I know but still…"

They both sat down on the sofa, neither of them saying a word. Emma felt like crying. She just couldn't stand it anymore. Neo made her feel sick. She wanted to go home… no, she already was home.. Wasn't she?

"What's wrong?" Neo asked, putting his arm around her. "Why the long face?"

"Um… n-nothing," she snuggled up to him, putting her arms around him and kissing him once more.

With one hand, Neo gently stroked Emma's cheek as they kissed while his other hand slowly slid up her thigh and into her skirt…

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Smith shuddered in disgust and unhooked his earpiece, letting it all to his shoulder.

"What's wrong, Smith?" asked Brown.

"They're copulating again- it's repulsive."

"We still have to listen though," Jones explained. "Just in case something unexpected happens."

"Wear your earpiece at all times," Brown smiled. "That's the rule. Don't tell me you're afraid of listening, Smith…"

"I'm not afraid!" Smith replied stubbornly. "I'm just… respecting her privacy."

Brown and Jones sniggered. Smith crossed his arms in a huff.

"Suddenly, the two Agents gasped, putting their hands to their earpieces in unison.

"What? What is it? What's wrong?" asked Smith.

Brown looked up at him. "She just called out you name?"

"In the middle of-?"

"Yes."

"Even though she's with-?"

"Yes."

"Why would she do that?" Smith frowned, re-hooking his earpiece.

"I don't know," said Jones. "But something tells me this isn't going to end well for Watts."

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"What did you just say?" Neo asked, sitting up.

"N-Nothing," Emma replied instantly, shaking in fear.

"You said 'Smith'."

"No, I didn't,"

"Yes, you did. Who's Smith?"

"N-Nobody…"

"Emma, why are you lying to me? Who's-" he suddenly stopped, his mind taking him back to that dream…

'Sorry we're late, Smith…' she had said.

He looked up at her as she paced the room in a panic, putting her clothes back on.

"It's that guy…" he muttered as he did the same. "The one in my dream… It- it really happened, didn't it?" He grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around so she was facing him. "Emma, what is going on?!"

Emma suddenly reached over to the nearby desk drawer, opened it and pulled out a gun. She fired but Neo ducked at the last minute.

"Emma, what are you doing?!" he cried, backing away from her.

She raised the gun once more but before she could shoot, the door crashed open and the Agents ran in. Smith grabbed her from behind in a bear hug, pinning her arms to her sides, the gun falling to the floor. Brown and Jones grabbed Neo, pulling him as far away from Emma as possible.

"Alright, what's going on here?" Smith demanded. "Watts, what are you doing?"

"I have to kill him! Emma screamed, wriggling and scrambling, struggling to free herself from Smith's grip. "I have to kill him before he kills you!"

"Don't start that again!" Smith shouted. "How many times do I have to tell you, Watts? If I die, I'll come back! I'm an Agent too, remember?"

"You won't be an Agent soon, Smith! He's going to take that from you!"

Before Smith could reply, before Neo could question, before Emma could get free, the door suddenly burst open again and Trinity leapt cat-like through it. She fired at Brown and Jones- who dropped Neo and dodged every bullet that flew towards them.

Trinity somersaulted through the air and held her hand out to Neo. "Come on," she said. "I can get you out of here…"

Bewildered, Neo took her hand and allowed himself to be pulled to his feet and dragged out of the house.

Smith took out his gun and ran after them, his other hand tight around Emma's wrist. Brown and Jones followed them, firing wildly at Trinity.

"Careful!" Smith shouted to them. "You might Mr Ander- AGGHH!!!" He felt a sharp pain in his hand. Emma had bitten him. He instantly released her- though he hadn't meant to. She quickly ran ahead before he could stop her. She dived on Trinity from behind, both of them tumbled to the floor, rolling and kicking at each other until finally Emma pinned Trinity to the floor, sitting on her stomach.

"You again…" Trinity hissed through gritted teeth.

"You can't get rid of me that easily, Trin…" Emma smirked. She snatched Trinity's gun from her and pointed it at Neo, who stared at her with wide eyes.

"Neo… run!" Trinity shouted. "Run! I'll catch up with you!" She threw Emma off her just as she pulled the trigger of the gun, the bullet zooming off-target and smashing through a car window. Emma flew backwards, rolling across the pavement.

Neo looked at Trinity, then at Emma, then he turned around and ran off, still looking wistfully at Emma over his shoulder as he left.

Trinity got to her feet, smiling as she rubbed the dust from her elbows. "You haven't improved since our last meeting…"

Emma struggled to her feet. Brown ran up to her but she pushed him away, a new revelation dawning upon her. "If… If I kill you… you can't bring Neo back to life in that hallway…"

"What?"

Just like their last fight, Trinity received no reply to her question. Emma pounced on her again, a blur of fists. The Agents tried to restrain her but Emma fought them off, punching blindly at anyone who touched her. She grabbed Trinity by the throat, brought to her feet and ran to a nearby lamppost, repeatedly smacking her head against it.

Jones finally managed to pull Emma away. They both staggered backwards and landed in a heap together.

Trinity slumped to the floor, her face covered in blood, her eyes swollen. "Perhaps you have improved after all…" she whispered.

Emma stood back up, smiling as she nodded. "And now I'm going to prove it to everybody…" she said, holding the gun to Trinity's forehead. But before Emma could shoot, Smith suddenly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her away.

"SMITH!!!" Emma screamed, as she tripped and fell to her knees, still being dragged along. "What are you doing?!"

"I can't leave you alone for two minutes without you causing trouble…" Smith muttered angrily. "You!" he said to Trinity. "Get out of here. Now."

Trinity blinked in confusion and glanced suspiciously at Brown and Jones before getting to her feet and running off.

"As for you," Smith said, pulling harder on her hair as he dragged her down the street. "You're in serious trouble, Watts."

"Let go!" Emma wailed, her eyes stinging with tears.

Smith pulled her painfully to her feet and pushed her against the wall, his hands firmly grasping her shoulders. "Why did you do it?" he shouted. "Why?!"

"You know why!" Emma screamed back. "I can't believe you just ruined it like that!"

"If you had succeeded in killing Mr Anderson, you could have destroyed everything!"

"You LIAR!!!" Emma yelled. "Just this morning you guys were planning on killing him yourselves! Your purpose is to maintain order in this system- how the hell are you supposed to do that with The One himself running around? The only reason you don't want to kill him now is because you're a greedy, selfish bastard!!!"

"What is she talking about, Smith?" asked Brown.

"Nothing!" Smith snapped. "Just ignore her, she doesn't know what she's talking about!"

"I know exactly what I'm talking about and you know it!" Emma exclaimed, her tears falling rapidly now. "You're going to die and I don't want that to happen!"

"Why not?"

"You still haven't figured that out yet?" Emma sniffed, quoting Smith himself. "Still using all the muscles except the one that matters?" With one furious push, she forced him off her and angrily threw her gun at his feet. "Well fine!" she shouted through her tears. "Go ahead and get yourself killed! See if I care!" And with that, she turned on her heel and marched off.

"Watts…" Smith said softly as he watched her leave. "Watts, come back!!!!!" He yelled.

But she was gone.