I am heartily sorry for making you all wait so long for an update. Who would've known that the spring of junior year would be hell? I didn't, but, my AP exam is over, SATs are over, life can calm down slightly...right? Nah, too much soccer going on. So I will state here and now: until summer comes, updates for both my Matrix fics and my Alias fic will be few and far between. Well, my Author's Apology/Note done, let's get on with the fic!

"I have a mission to win this war, to save the world. I don't have time for vendettas. The mission is what matters." – Buffy to Robin in "Lies My Parents Told Me"

"Our spell. Our resurrection spell worked like a magic charm. We brought you back to life, Buffy. Right where we left her."

"Oh god."

"In her coffin."

"She had to... dig out of her own grave." – Xander, Willow and Tara re: Buffy in "Bargaining Part 1"

Paz watched as a rather grumpy, but still sarcastic Sparks plugged Niobe into the construct program from one of the few plug-in rooms left in Zion. Turning towards her, Sparks smirked before leading her to a similar chair, minus the crude spike that was, at that moment, shoved in Niobe's skull. After placing various electronic pads upon her temples and chest, Sparks fell back into the operator's chair, his fingers finding their way across the keyboard automatically. Shutting her eyes at a sudden wave of dizziness, Paz suddenly felt as if the world was falling away from her before finding herself standing next to Niobe in a white and empty room.

"Is this- is this the Construct?" Paz asked uncertainly, her fears quelled upon seeing the tranquil look upon the older woman's face.

"You bet your boots it is. Surprised?" Niobe smirked at Paz's amazed nod, "Well, with all the technological advances we've had recently, it's no surprise that a normally born person can now enter here. Morpheus didn't trust such types of advances, fearing for humanity's second demise and all, but I keep an eye on everything, just in case he would be right."

"So," Paz looked down, seeing herself dressed in a pair of clogs, cargos, a faded green tee, and a black pea coat, "should I be wearing this? I mean, you have on- well, practically red leather, an I- well; I look like a college student from the early twenty-first century. By the way, how the hell did you suddenly become almost thirty years younger?"

"Would you feel more comfortable in a more drastically different outfit than what the coppertops wear?" Niobe arched an eyebrow, fighting to keep a smile from her face while dodging the age defying question.

"Yes. Very." Paz nodded quickly before feeling a slight tingling sensation run through her body. Looking down a second time, she couldn't help but smile. Black leather boots, followed by black pants, a tight, dark gray, long-sleeved shirt and a knee-length leather jacket shifted the initial appearance of a humane girl to a tough woman. Looking up at Niobe, she caught her staring. "What is it?"

"You remind me so much of your mother." A moment passed in silence before Niobe continued, "Take that as a compliment."

"Oh, I am. Are we ready?" Paz smiled softly before shifting gears.

"Yes, just about. Sparks, give me a fully loaded, semi-automatic 35 mm."

"Only one? Since when did you grow a pear? This is the Matrix, you know." Sparks shot back, even as the handgun appeared suddenly within Niobe's outfit.

"When was the last time agents or sentinels were a problem?" Niobe replied before hearing the common grumble from above and then the sudden sensation of being thrown into the Matrix.

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A door slammed open, causing two bodies to almost fall into the room, but neither seemed to care. As a foot kicked the door shut, a child crying could be heard in the distance, possibly a few levels down.

Boots are a necessity in the real world- there is too much debris and danger for feet to safely wander nakedly around. However, when it comes to sex, boots are the biggest pain in the ass there is aside from someone deciding to barge in without knocking. Amazingly enough, Neo and Trinity had learned in quite a short amount of time that the loss of boots is first on the list, always- mostly because they are the hardest to take off. This fact caused them to make the one and only rule when sex was involved- boots off first. This rule was never forgotten.

Falling to the bed, Neo broke the savage kiss to kneel in front of Trinity, unbuckling her boots. After ripping his off and tossing them across the room, Neo rose back up, watching as Trinity grabbed the top of his pants and pulled him down. Crushing his lips to hers, Neo took in the salty sweet taste of her, the slight smell of sweat, grease, and that undeniable scent that was uniquely her own. Moving his lips along her jaw, Neo could feel her eyelashes fluttering against his temple, causing a shiver to race down his spine.

Trinity's hands slide down Neo's back as his lips moved further down her neck. Grasping the ends of the shirt, Trinity pulled it up and over his head. Neo, obviously upset by being forced to stop kissing her, grunt slightly before moaning softly at the soft, yet strong hands sliding across his bare skin. Closing his eyes at the mixture of hot and cold on his chest as her lips grazed the skin, leaving a burning trail from one collarbone to the other. Sliding more firmly atop her, Neo leaned down, capturing Trinity's lips with his own in a searing kiss.

Did the world move when they were together? Neither knew, but they were about to find out. A new connecting door to the room next to them squeaked open- neither Neo nor Trinity took heed. Nothing existed beyond the hot flesh, the warm touches, the loving looks, well, not until...

"Mommy? Daddy?"

They stopped mid-kiss. Pulling his head up from Trinity, Neo turned to his young son.

"What's wrong Emmanuel?"

"My tummy hurts. Can you make it go away?" Emmanuel, about five, stood in the doorway, holding his stomach.

"Sure. Go on back to your room and I'll be right in." Neo paused, watching as Emmanuel left, shutting the door quietly. Sighing quietly, Neo turned back to Trinity. He could feel her rapid heartbeat against his chest as he placed a soft kiss on her lips once more. Sliding his hand out from under her shirt, he placed another kiss on her bare stomach before standing. "I'll be back later."

"I know." Trinity smiled gently, watching as Neo pulled on his shirt as he went in search of his boots. "Neo, don't forget to check on Paz. I hope we didn't wake her."

"I will." Neo smiled softly before opening the door and exiting.

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"Paz! Paz, are you okay?" Niobe shook Paz one last time before her eyes finally opened. "What the hell happened?"

"I don't know. One minute I was looking at you in the Construct, ready to go in, and the next...the next..." Paz stopped, her brow creased.

"What happened afterwards? The moment I got into the Matrix here, you were already unconscious." Niobe had her glasses off, and was crouching beside Paz.

"I had this flashback that I never actually remember experiencing. It was of my parents, in a-more intimate moment, and my brother came in with a stomachache. That's all I remember." Paz shook her head as she slowly stood.

"Funny flashback. Maybe it has something to do with you coming into the Matrix for the first time." Niobe retrieved her glasses from the floor before standing beside Paz.

"Maybe...I don't know. You may be right."

"Only one way to find out." Niobe started moving towards the door, Paz not far behind.

"How?"

"We go visit the Oracle." Niobe pushed the door open, smiling at the look of shock upon Paz's face.

Looooooooooooong wait, I know. I'm sorry. I've had no ideas for so long. Well, this was an idea. Hope it was liked, the next chapter will be along soon.