Oracle
by Eiluned
Summary: Trinity's visit to the Oracle.
Disclaimer: So not mine.
"Why don't you sit down, honey? Let me look at you."
Trinity sat in a worn Naugahyde chair and fought the urge to fidget.
The Oracle sat opposite her and lit a cigarette. "Now, you're wondering what I'm going to say to you," she said gently, exhaling a cloud of smoke. "You already know what I told Morpheus, about The One. And you're going to play a big part in that. One day, you'll meet a man and fall in love with him. That man will be The One."
It was like the floor had dropped out from under her.