For a Few Days More

Written by Anakin McFly

That night he'd had that same dream again and had woken up in a panic; only after a while did he remember that it had all come and gone and that the scene on the roof had had a happy ending.

The light panels of the Nebuchadnezzar turned on to mark day time. There wasn't much point in going back to sleep now. He got out of bed.

Minutes later he pushed open the door of Trinity's cabin and watched her sleep, each quiet rise and fall of her chest a reassurance that she was still alive, still breathing, still there. They would have days together yet.

So close; it had been so close. This time, now, standing there listening to the gentle sounds of her breathing, dark strands of hair falling over her sleeping face – this time might never have happened. Life is a fragile thing.

Soon she stirred, eyelids flickering open, a brief yawn as she sat up and noticed him.

"Neo," she murmured.

He held out the tray. "I brought you breakfast."

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