Chapter 4

Smith and Indigo walked down the hallway eating their cookies. When they walked outside they discovered snow on the ground and children playing and throwing snowballs. It had been a long time Indigo had ever seen snow since she had been set free. A slight smile crept across her face.

"You seem amused by the weather Miss Miller." Smith said.

"No, just feeling nostalgic is all. When my brother and I were growing up we always enjoyed the snow. Of course when it came to snowball fights I always kicked his ass."

Not too long after Indigo said that, Smith got hit in the back of the head with snowball knocking his sunglasses and his earpiece off. He turned quickly to find the neighborhood children laughing. Smith looked pissed. Just then he reached into his pocket and instead of his Desert Eagle he pulled out a big snowball and hurled it at the children. The snowball missed them.

"Your aim sucks Smith."

"Excuse me? I meant to do that Miss Miller."

"Uh-huh. Riiiight!" Indigo chuckled.

Just then Indigo turned around and Smith hit her in the back of the head with another snowball.

"You asshole!"

She then picked up a bunch of snow and chucked it at him, Smith was not fast enough and it hit him square in the face. Indigo laughed. From inside of the building The Oracle was watching the whole scene as a smile crossed her face. From what she saw it was a full blown snowball fight between Indigo and Smith, but instead of actually fighting like Smith usually did, he was laughing and having a good time with Indigo. Snowballs flew back and forth in between them, some hitting their mark, others missing. Finally one of the snowballs caught an unsuspecting target, it would be The Architect. The Architect didn't look too happy

Smith and Indigo looked at each other and said, "Oh shit!" and they ran like hell to Smith's Black Audi to make their getaway. Once inside the car, they were both laughing hysterically, they laughed so hard tears streamed down their faces. Smith could barely start the car he was laughing so hard. Once he gained his composure they pulled out and headed back to the building. As Smith was driving, Indigo couldn't help but look at him. This same cold AI who once hated humans was in snowball fight, laughing and having a good time with her.

They reached the building and pulled into the garage. Smith unlocked her side. She realized he didn't bother to handcuff her this time.

"Aren't you afraid I'm going to run away again?" She asked.

"Something is telling me you won't."

"Why do you say that?"

He looked at her with those deep blue eyes and said. "I don't know, maybe you realize that escape is futile?"

"Or maybe I'm realizing you're not so bad after all."

They got out of the car and headed to the elevator. Once inside, Smith pushed the button for Indigo's floor once they reached her floor, he escorted her to her room. Once inside she noticed a window with a balcony.

"Are you sure this my room?" she asked.

"Yes Miss Miller, it is." Smith replied. "I thought that maybe I could make your stay here a little bit more bearable if you had a window to look out of. And a balcony just in case you wanted some fresh air. And besides what kind of a host would I be if I didn't have your comfort in mind?"

"I...don't know....what to say? Except, uh....thank you?"

"You are welcome Miss Miller. Why don't we both step outside, it's such a nice evening."

"I agree."

They both stepped through the sliding glass and Indigo could not believe how beautiful the city was below them covered in a blanket of fresh snow. The crisp winter air filled her lungs. As she took her deep breath Smith could not help but look at her, taking her in. Deep down, he really wanted to kiss her. He wondered what it would be like to feel her lips against his and to run his fingers through her long red hair taking in her scent. But he knew he couldn't for he was an A.I. and A.I. didn't do such things with humans. After a long while Smith excused himself.

"Good night Miss Miller."

"Good night Smith."

Indigo watched as Smith walked out the room and then she looked out over the city once more before going to bed.

Once in the hallway, Agents Brown and Thompson greeted him.

"Good evening Mr. Smith. How was your day with our guest?" asked Brown.

"It was quite....entertaining." Smith replied with a slight grin. "Good night gentlemen."

"Good night Mr. Smith." said Thompson.

The both of them watched Smith as he walked down the hallway. They noticed his demeanor was different, not as harsh especially when he was whistling a tune as he reached the last door in the green hallway and shut it behind him.

Thompson and Brown looked at each other at that point Thompson asked,

"Do you think she could be the one?"

Brown smiled back, "I am certain she is."

"Well we can only hope. I have never seen Smith like this and to be honest, I'm glad to see him smile."

"Yeah I know, maybe with her around he won't be such a hardass."

"Agreed."

The two agents went their separate ways and disappeared behind separate doors.