I hold the old faded photograph of Tris in my hands and run it between my fingers. It still hasn't sunk in for me that she's gone. I still wait for her to return; thinking she'll be back someday soon, that's what hurts the most and thinking of how she died alone when I should have been there. Her presence is everywhere around me, I can't seem to escape it: my apartment, the training room, our spot at the chasm. Hot, fresh tears fill my eyes as I think of her and the memories begin to flood me. I remember and picture in my mind: her as the first jumper, saving her from Al, Peter and Drew, teaching her how to fight during training, staying with her at Amity, everything…
I can feel her presence fill the room, the warmth she gave of. I can feel you all around me, Thickening the air I'm breathing, Holding on to what I'm feeling, Savoring this heart that's healing…
I look up and I see her, the way she looked before so strong and healthy and beautiful. This isn't real. This can't be real, I'm alone. And so I cry, The light is white, And I see you…
I breathe heavily and try to close my eyes to readjust to reality. This isn't real, it can't be. She isn't real, she isn't real I tell myself but there she stands. "Tris?" I finally ask, unsure of what is happening.
"Tobias?" I hear from her beautiful soft voice. "It's me. Come with me." I'm confused by this and I wonder if I am hallucinating or otherwise unwell. "Where do you want me to come?" I ask. "With me, to the afterlife." But I'm alive or at least I feel alive. I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive. "But I'm alive and I saw you die, how are you still alive?" I say. "I'm not and you won't be for long." I catch a glance of myself and see that I'm a pale white. I put my hand to my chest and I don't feel my heartbeat anymore. I'm dead? Am I dead? A bright light appears and we hold hands as we walk into it together. Together at last.
"Is this real?" I ask as I turn my head to face her. She nods and smiles. "I've missed you so much. Sometimes I miss you in ways I didn't even know I could miss a person."" I sigh. I lean in to kiss her in this strange place we now occupy. I feel the warmth and sweetness of her taste as our lips meet. We stay pressed against each other's foreheads as we take in the moment. I stare into her deep blue eyes. We break away as she guides me through this unknown place, hand in hand. Take my hand, I give it to you Now you owe me, all I am, You said you would never leave me, I believe you, I believe…
It's all a bright pure blank white. Is this heaven?