Cold dark eyes stared at her from the mirror. Wincing her muscles screamed from all the tension she was holding back, allowing to hunch her shoulders.

Closing her eyes, she remembered her dream. It was so vivid, the way we made love as if it were real.

Like we were in the Matrix, dancing an erotic ballet, feeling our moves, yet knowing it wasn't really happening, just an illusion of our minds.

If I'm back, then where is Neo? Her eyes focused back onto the present. Lost in thought, she failed to notice that a man watched from the doorway.

"Anastasia." Morpheus spoke softly.

Candles flickered softly in the cave interior emphasizing the shadows under Anastasia's eyes.

"Morpheus, what is it?" her quiet voice broke the silence.

"We're leaving for another mission. I wanted to know if you were coming?" his dark eyes bored into hers, searching for a flicker of the old Anastasia who'd been so open with her emotions, before she'd found out who she really was.

"Of course, I'm coming. I wouldn't neglect my duties." Turning her back to him, she moved to pack some clothes into a duffel bag.

"And, you will be going to see the Oracle." Morpheus moved to close the door behind him.

Anastasia silently packed her bag and set it on the bed.

Staring at the stone wall that lay before her. It's only a matter of time now.

*******

Black leather squeaked as Anastasia moved down the street behind Morpheus.

Closing her eyes briefly, she wished to be anywhere but here. A hand grabbed her from behind and dragged her down a side alley.

Ripping off her sunglasses, she prepared to tear a strip off the person. Spiky black hair and chocolate brown eyes stopped her.

Neo.

"Look lady, I'm sorry I grabbed you, but I ---" he stopped to stare at her, while she gaped at him.

"Is something wrong, do I have something on my face." He ran his hands over his smooth pale complexion.

Anastasia froze, one thought racing through her mind.

Neo's soft brown eyes staring into hers for the first time. The fierce grip of desire holding her in its grasp, refusing to let go.

"I'm sorry, you just shocked me." Hearing footsteps coming down the alley behind her, she grabbed his shoulder and shoved him around the corner.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"Sebastian -" was cut off by her soft lips tasting him.

Anastasia stepped back. Closing her eyes to sweetly savor the taste. She opened them to see a look of confusion on Sebastian's face.

"I'm sorry I have to go." Raising a hand to caress his cheek in desperation, a need to remember the touch and smell of him.

Her eyes ate him up, soaking up his lean body, soft dark hair, loving brown eyes, and beautiful soul.

"I'll find you again." She ran around the corner and vanished into the crowds of the afternoon mass of people.

Sebastian looked around him, something was pulling at his mind, struggling to get through. As if trapped in a web that wouldn't let it go.

Shrugging his shoulders, he eased back into the crowd making his way home.

*******

Anastasia sprinted up the stairs to the Oracle's apartment on the sixth floor.

She knocked on the steel door. Morpheus opened the door.

"Where have you been?" his question was brushed aside as Anastasia swept past him to the Oracle.

*****

Next Update: NOT UNTIL MAY!!!!! ;)