Title: The Taste Of Sin
Author: bourne's girl marie
E-Mail: PG-13
Category: Action/Romance

Paring: Agent Smith/OCF
Warning: The story deals has the use of the bad language and the
violence.
Note: I would like to thank Faith who is also my Beta with the
progress and help dealing with this story.
Feedback: Most welcome
Beta: Faith
Disclaimer: I do not own Agent Smith who belongs to the Matrix
enterprise. No money is made dealing with this story and it is only
written for enjoyment of other people. The character Cyn is mine and
I am keeping her as my own.

Summary: When Cyn offers a deal with the Agent Smith for her personal
safety, she did not know that that will seal her fate and she will
taste sin of forbidden love.

Time Line: A year before Neo's unplugging

CH:The Taste Of Sin
Author: Kirina
Rating: PG-13
CH:11- Questions

Marie was in a deep sleep when Jason had returned. She did not wake
up when he slid in the bed next to her and fell asleep also. The
morning had had been peaceful and they were just finishing breakfast
when the doorbell broke the silence.

Marie was closest so she went to open the door. Jason watched her
reddish-brown curls bouncing behind her as she walked away. For a
moment Jason remembered Flanna had once had the same coloured hair.
Now her hair was more cinnamon in colour than the rich shade of
nutmeg that was Marie. Somehow he was glad that Flanna was still
alive and well.

Marie opened the door finding a man standing on the doorstep wearing
a dark business suit and sunglasses. He seemed like an FBI agent
because of the earphone whose curling wire disappeared inside of the
collar of his white shirt.

"May I help you?" Marie spoke.

"Yes, I am looking for Mr. Bourne?"

Maire gazed at the unknown man for a moment then turned her head in
the direction of the kitchen.

"Jason, someone is here to see you."

"Who is it?" Jason walked out from the kitchen wearing a black
sweatshirt and dark jeans.

He walked toward the door where Marie was standing focusing his eyes
upon the six-foot man standing at his doorstep.

"Mr. Bourne?" the agent asked.

"Yes, that is it me. And who are you?" Jason regarded the man.

"I am Smith, Agent Smith and I am here to ask you a some
questions. "May I come in?"

"Sure," Jason moved away allowing the agent to walk in.

Glancing quickly outside, Jason noticed the black sedan parked a few
feet away from his house. He felt his assassin's personality was
taking over and his expression changed to an emotionless one. Closing
the door he turned around and walked into the living room where Agent
Smith was sitting. Taking a seat Jason faced the agent. Marie left
them alone.

"Mr Bourne where were you last night around midnight?" Smith spoke
his voice emotionless.

"I was at home sleeping. Why?"

The agent produced the envelope from the pocket of his coat and
opened it removing several photos he placed them on the coffee table.
The picture showed Flanna and an unknown man standing with dead
bodies around them and with guns their hands. Another was of her and
the same man in the parking lot and the third was of picture of him
and Flanna taken the previous evening during their meeting.

"Mr Bourne as you can see I know that you were not at home last
night. Whatever you know about Miss Macleod you better tell me."

"Why?"

"I believe that your friend had been involved with a group of very
dangerous terrorists. You see a man next to her that is Hades the
leader of the group wanted for several hijacking and bombings in the
airports of Europe. We can offer you personal safety and the
protection of your loved ones as long you agree to co-operate with
us and help us bring the criminals to justice. In case she decides
to contact you again," Smith collected the pictures and gave him a
card. " You can reach me at this number. Good day Mr Bourne."

With that the Agent left the house and almost immediately Marie
appeared again.

"Who was that?"

"I do not know." Jason stood up from his seat leaving the card down
on the table.

Taking his gun he checked for bullets and frowned. Glancing at his
girlfriend again he spoke.

"Stay at home and answer to no one. Not even the phone. This is it
getting ugly and somehow I have feeling we are both being watched."

Glancing at the clock that showed noon he knew what he had to do.

" I better go."

Slipping through the back door exit he got in the car and drove away
completely unaware that he was being followed by the black sedan. Cyn
stood in the corner across from the Tony's with her cell phone which
began to ring.

"Talk to me."

"I am seeing the Agents a block or so from here. They might be
looking for you or Faith so stay on your guard." Aries replied on the
other end of the line.

"I will be fine." she answered.

"Understood, I shall get the exit ready when you are ready to come
back." and with that he hung up.

Cyn placed the cell phone into the pocked of her trench coat and
looked around until her eyes fell on the car that Jason was driving.
She slipped into the moving crowd and kept her eye on the agents and
their car. Soon Jason met her at the entrance of the restaurant. Once
they were seated away from the crowd he spoke:

"You lied to me. You told me that you are not an assassin any longer.
Do not tell me that you are with Medusa again?"

"I am not with the Medusa." Cyn glared him back. " What are you
talking about?"

"I have seen the photos. I had heard that you were involved with
terrorists. Tell me the truth Flanna. What are you hiding?"

"I can't tell you."

"Who is Hades?"

"No one!" Cyn hissed back feeling uncomfortable under the judging
gaze of a man that she used to call her friend.

"You must tell me Flanna. You can not hide forever!"

"I can't tell you! What are all these questions? Why are you playing
the detective suddenly?"

"An Agent came to my house this morning, he told me that you are
involved and wanted by the authority because of your involvement in
the terrorist attacks and hijackings."

She already knew who that agent was. Smith of course he was always
there to hunt her down. Then she felt something that was out of the
place. Her eyes fall on the man seating few tables away watching her
closely. She felt something in his gaze and pulling the gun she aimed
at the man.

"Get down!" Bourne jumped from his seat seeking the cover behind the
table as he watched in horror as the man began to change into what
supposed to be an agent.

Before the agent could take complete control of the body she fired
the gun the bullet hit the agent into the forehead. Instantly there
was no sigh of the agent only the body of the man lay at her feet. It
was enough to cause the panic around the restaurant and Cyn still
holding the gun glanced at Jason.

"We should get out from here while we still have a time."

"Come with me." Jason offered and two of them started run away from
the crowd.

They kept running until they were out of the sight finding themselves
in the dark back streets of the city. Footsteps came after them and
both Jason and Cyn found themselves trapped with no way to go.

Turning around they faced the three agents with the guns ready and
aimed at them. Smith was only one who spoke:

"I believe it is a dead end."