A/n- Um, I'm not writing a big A/N here, I'm just letting out know that I'm using Tobias' age from the movies, which is 24. So yeah, enjoy, and be sure to read the bigger authors note at the bottom! Thanks for reading!

Song of the chapter: Fight For You by: Sacrifice by: Zella Day

Contingent- Chapter 1

Tobias' POV (Don't worry, this'll be a rare occasion, just the plot requires it)

"Four! I need to talk to you!" Tori comes up to me, urgently may I add. I partially roll my eyes, aside from her view, because I can hardly ever believe her significance. As I untangle my hand from Tris', I stand from my spot, my feet dangling over the dark chasm as I feel the mist of the water barely reach my feet. I can imagine it crashing against the stone walls below, and I unevidently quiver at the thought of plunging that deep.

I place a gentle kiss to Tris' temple, and walk away silently to the direction that I think Tori went in. As I reach her, a few feet away from me in the dark hallway, I cross my arms over my chest. "Does it have to be now Tori?" I ask, my voice strict, and taught, but I don't relent.

She then rolls her eyes at me, as I did earlier, and walks away, beckoning me to follow her. "It's almost time to go to the Hub anyway Four… We can't talk here" she finishes. She knows of the cameras, of the microphones in these damp hallways that most of the Dauntless are oblivious to, and I'm suddenly attentive to what she has to say. "You've been so consumed since Tris came around," she mutters, apparently not wanting me to hear, but I do. I ignore this, because I know it's true.

We walk, I'm unsure for how much longer, until we're in her apartment. I quirk an eyebrow to her. "Come on… you can't think I was stupid enough to leave cameras up in my own apartment." She says to me, and my lips turn up a bit at the corners. She motions for me to sit down in the chair, across the table from her, and I do. She takes a deep breath before she begins. "Aptitude tests were yesterday…" she begins, and I look at her, nearly boredly. Everyone in the city knew that Aptitude Tests took place yesterday. "I administered a test, a girl from the Abnegation." I still look at her, now placing my hand on my face as my elbow rests on the table, still determining the relevance of this. "Tobias… her last name was Eaton," she says to me, and I'm not sure if everything freezes, or it's only my mind. But the world stops. My eyes widen, and I think about the conclusion that Tori attempts to come to.

"I'm sorry I've waited so long, but I wasn't sure how to tell you…" she says, her voice wondering off into a distant nowhere. "It's a coincidence, it has to be… Right?" I only nod, but I don't agree. The thing is, I know it's not a coincidence. I know that it can't be, considering that my mother had found me nearly two years ago. I haven't talked to her since.

I quickly attempt to recover, but I know my mind is still pondering this idea. This idea that I possibly have a sister. "Yeah. It's a coincidence. My mother is dead. And as far as I know, Marcus doesn't have a daughter." I tell her, and she nods, but looks unconvinced. About as convinced as I am. I don't bother exchanging pleasantries, or sweet nothings, I only stand, and leave silently.

As I make it to the door, before turning the handle, I face Tori. "What was her name?" I ask, my voice closed off and strained, but audible. I'm not sure how long it takes before she answers, maybe an eternity. Her mind still wandering off as mine is also.

"Eliana." She replies, whispering. I stand there for maybe another minute, before exiting. Unintentionally slamming the door behind me.

Knowing that Tris is in the cafeteria, eating lunch before Tori and I leave for the Hub. It's a silent walk there, as I think about this girl. Eliana Eaton. The only sound to be heard are my sluggish footsteps as they pat against the damp concrete. I can't get the girl out of my head. I'm not sure whether I should think that she isn't anyone specific, or if I should be upset, knowing that I've missed out on all of my little sister's life.

As my thoughts swallow me, I realize I've made it to the cafeteria. I quickly find Tris, Christina, Uriah, Zeke, and everyone else sitting at our usual table, a spot between Marlene and Tris open, and I sit there silently. I wrap an arm around her lower back, pulling her closer as I place a kiss on her cheek. A smile lingers to her lips, but doesn't travel to her eyes. She feels my rigidness. Since she faces me now, I press my lips to hers softly, but quickly. The kiss only lasts a few seconds, as neither of us are fond of affection outside of the walls of my apartment. But it is enough to reassure her that I'm okay, that we'll talk about it later. As if realizing my thoughts, Tris nods in agreeance, before turning back to resume their previous conversation. I don't bother eating, knowing that I'm going to be leaving soon. Anxiety bubbles up inside my, as my mind begins to was once again. And I become nervous. What if I see her today? If she took her aptitude test yesterday, she'll surely be choosing today. If she really is my sister, I can't let her slip through my fingers again. I can't not talk to her.

Before I realize, it's time to go, and Tris and I are walking the Dauntless halls, as she makes her way to the net, and Tori and I prepare to leave. There's silence. It's not awkward, but not usual. If this were a normal day, if Tris didn't feel my walls building themselves back up as I lock her out again, then we'd talk. I'm not sure about what. Probably the initiates. Betting on how many transfers there are. Whether there will be another smart mouth Candor or not. But we're not. I've silenced her, and that kills me more than anything. "I'm sorry…" I say, breaking the inevitable silence, before it returns. My voice is nothing above a whisper, even though I intended for it to be stronger. But I'm not even sure what I'm sorry for.

Sorry for silencing her. Sorry for leaving her during the once moment that we've had alone in nearly a week. Sorry for lying to her, because I have no intentions of telling her the truth. Maybe I have a lot of things to be sorry for. I know I do. "What're you sorry for, Tobias?" She asks me, her voice quiet, but innocent. Rather than mine, which was more of a strangled whisper than anything.

"I don't know…" I lie, "just felt like you were angry with me." This isn't the time to be practically begging for her sympathy. If anyone should be angry right now, it should be Tris. I know I'd be if I was in her position.

She ponders the accusation for a moment, before responding, her voice sure. "I'm not angry with you. Just curious about what Tori talked to you about, why you've been so closed off lately. But you'll tell me when you're ready" she says, her voice unintentionally sickening sweet. As if shoving a knife into my chest, slowly, waiting for yet another lie to come. The longer I wait to tell her, the more than knife gets pushed in. And eventually it's going to kill me. Before I can respond, before I can say that I'm not going to tell her what Tori and I talked about today, she pipes up again. "It's time for you to leave, Four," she tells me. And I nod, glancing in the direction of where she's looking to find Tori in the doorway.

I find that we've made it to the net, so I place both my hands on either side of Tris' waist, lifting her up so she's sitting on the edge of the net, now eye level with me. I put myself in front of her, and kiss her, my hands still resting on her waist. She doesn't kiss me back. But when I pull away, she rests her head on my shoulder. "I wish we were alone," I whisper to her, my mouth so close to her ear, that the wisps of hair covering the side of her face flow back at the force of my breath again her cheek.

She nods, "I almost always wish that," she whispers to me. I nod. I know I'm running out of time. And I know I have to leave soon. I should leave soon, but I don't want to.

"I love you." I whisper to her. She doesn't answer. It's maybe a minute later before Tori calls me. By then I'd lost hope of Tris answering anyway, so I let her go. I turn away, and leave, following Tori out of the compound. We barely make it on time, jumping on the train after all of the other Dauntless who're choosing today, one car behind them. I'm suddenly thankful for the wind, being able to run. Because right now, I need something to release my anger. Tris can't possibly be so angry with me, as to not even kiss me. We've fought before, but she's never held this much back. Once I'm in the car, I try to erase my mind of thoughts of Tris, but that's inevitably impossible.

Taking a seat beside Tori, I rest my elbows on my knees as I place my hands on my face. It's maybe halfway to the Hub, before Tori says anything, because I had no intentions to. "What's going on with you and Tris?" She asks me, and I can't hide my surprise.

I stand from my seat beside her, and conclude to leaning against the metal walls, my arms crossed. "You actually care?" I ask her, and she smile up to me.

"No, I don't. I think you're so preoccupied with a girl, that you're blinded from your job as a leader. And I don't think you should be so involved with a girl that you just met-" She says.

I interrupt her before she can continue. "This isn't some girl I've just met Tori, I've known her for a year, and we might as well have grown up together if it weren't for my father. And it's not just some fling like the rest of the Dauntless do on a nightly basis. I would've thought that you know me better than anyone else, to realize that I don't do flings," I burst, finally fed up with accusations about Tris and I.

"And if you'd let me finish, Tobias, before jumping to conclusions. I do care about you, and Tris. So no, I may not like the situation, but I wouldn't want anything to happen to either of you, or with your relationship. So, what's going on?" She asks me again, her voice more stern. Like the mother I'd never really had, only wanting to keep her son safe.

I ponder on whether I should tell her or not, but I can't have the weight of another lie against me. And it'd be kind of nice just to get it out there. "I have barely spent any time with Tris. I've just been so busy, and by the time work is over, I'm exhausted, and now even busier with initiation. And I feel like it'd be better if she moved in with me, but she still says she just wants to give it time, but practically ignoring her isn't helping my case. Then everything with Eliana, I don't want to tell her because this isn't her problem. God. Tori, she wouldn't even kiss me today." I tell her now pacing around the train car, my head in my hands.

It's silent. Completely silent. I'm not sure for how long, but it's eating at me alive. I've never felt this much guilt before. "Have you ever thought, that maybe that's what she's waiting for?" She asks me, and I look at her strangely. "That maybe she's just waiting for you to tell her your problems, and to trust her enough to get her help." As Tori speaks, I know she's right. "I've seen the way you look at her, and I've seen the way she looks at you. You two are probably the most genuine couple in Dauntless. You really love each other, don't lose that over some stupid secret Tobias." She tells me, and I nod, no time to respond as we've made it to the Hub.

I look ahead of us, to find the rest of the Dauntless jumping of like wild animals, and running up to the door, taking their place beside all of the other factions, their black clothes standing out. Tori and I jump off shortly after, easily, and walk inside the Hub, as everyone takes their seats. And the long, drawn out choosing ceremony begins, as Marcus enters the room.

A/n- So, that was the first chapter… Was it good? I hope. I guess I'm going in quite a different direction with this plot than expected, but I just wanted this story to be different from all of the other 'no-war' stories. Anyway, please let me know what you think, in a review. I love reading reviews because they are what inspire me to keep writing. Because I'm finally back after my computer committed suicide, and I lost everything. Anyway, thanks for reading! Bye!