I do not own Divergent, I own this plot line. I can tell you, if I owned Divergent, Tris would not have died at the end and Tobias would not have become a total insert curse word jerk. No cursing allowed in this story, sadly, because I rated it K+.

LESS AUTHORS NOTE, MORE STORY!

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Tris

"I didn't come here to steal anything, David."

I twist and lunge toward the device. The gun goes off and pain races through my body. I don't even know where the bullet hit me.

I can still hear Caleb repeating the code for Matthew. With a quaking hand I type in the numbers on the keypad.

The gun goes off again.

More pain, and black edges on my vision, but I hear Caleb's voice speaking again. The green button.

So much pain.

But how, when my body feels so numb?

I start to fall, and slam my hand into the keypad on my way down. A light turns on behind a green button.

I hear a beep, and a churning sound.

I slide to the floor. I feel something warm on my neck and under my cheek. Red. Blood is a strange color. Dark.

From the corner of my eye, I see David slumped over in his chair.

And my mother walking out from behind him.

She is dressed in the same clothes she wore the last time I saw her, Abnegation grey, stained with her blood, with bare arms to show her tattoo. There are still bullet holes in her shirt; through them I can see her wounded skin, red, but no longer bleeding, like she's frozen in time. Her dull blonde hair is tied back in a knot, but a few lose strands frame her face in gold. '

I know she can't be alive, but I don't know if I'm seeing her now because I'm delirious from the blood loss or if the death serum has addled my thoughts or if she is here in some other way.

She kneels next to me and touches a cold hand to my cheek.

"Hello, Beatrice," she says and smiles.

"Am I done yet?" I say, and I'm not sure if I actually say it or if I just think it and she hears it.

"Yes," she says, her eyes bright with tears. "My dear child, you've done so well."

"What about the others?" I choke on a sob as the image of Tobias comes into my mind, of how dark and how still his eyes were, how strong and warm his hand was, when we first stood face-to-face. "Tobias, Caleb, my friends?"

"They'll care for each other," she says "That's what people do."

I smile and close my eyes.

I feel a thread tugging me again, but this time I know that it isn't some sinister force dragging me towards death.

This time I know it's my mother's hand, drawing me into her arms.

And I go gladly into her embrace.

Can I be forgiven for all I've done to get here?

I want to be.

I can.

I believe it.

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I open my eyes and see white.

I try to move my head to the side, but I can't. I can't even move a muscle in my body.

Is this death?

I'm not scared or nervous; I am annoyed, just plain annoyed. This sucks. Not only did I just die, but I wake up and see only white –not one of my favorite colors- Plus I can't move and I don't know where I am

I was basically in hell before, so where can I be now? Heaven? I doubt it though. I don't deserve heaven. I betrayed a whole bunch of people, including my supposed boyfriend. But, again, some of them betrayed me to; mainly my own brother.

Caleb was a coward. He was too scared to make the right decisions. He was even worse than Peter.

Some part of my mind scolds me for this, probably my Abnegation showing, or possibly Amity.

It is annoying being Divergent. It's like my mind is fighting against itself, I always feel like my head is going to explode if it happens all at once. Everything I do is wrong.

All of the sudden I hear a loud ringing in my ear, I would flinch if I could move. What the hell was that?

Everything goes black.

…And I never thought I'd say it, but thank god!

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5 seconds of calmness. Then BANG I open my eyes again. This time I don't see white, I see something blonde, and it's in my eyes. On instinct, I raise my arm to brush it away. I stop right as I'm about to brush it away. My arm lingers in the air above my head.

Um… I. Just. Moved.

I feel like a baby, just doing something for the first time. I give a sigh of relief. It comes out weak and raspy, like I haven't talked for a long time. This makes me cringe.

I sit up and spit my hair out of my mouth. Ugh.

I feel really tired and fall back down sideways, flinching because I probably just pulled a ton of muscles.

Suck it up, you're Dauntless. I tell myself in my head.

I slowly push myself up on my elbows, it hurts. Turning my head carefully, I see brown walls, dotted with paintings of stuff like fruit. I am sitting on a hospital bed, I guess.

I look down at what I am wearing, which I expect-given my surroundings-to be a hospital gown of some sort; it isn't. Instead of a hospital gown, I am wearing a black tank-top with black leggings. My feet are bare and I notice that my toenails have been cut short and polished a dark purple color.

Weird.

I don't remember wearing this and I have never polished my toenails or fingernails in my life. I'll figure it out later, when i find out where I am.

I don't know what to do. It doesn't matter if I'm alive or dead, it seems the same in my mind… So I slowly move my legs over the side of the bed and study the ground below me; white tile. Yep, I'm definitely in a hospital.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath; I have to get up sooner or later or I might have the risk of dying of curiosity.

I place one foot on the floor, shivering from the cold tile, and put my weight on it. I stumble a little bit and steady myself by grabbing the edge of the bed.

This is going to take a while.

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After about 10 minutes of testing my weight on each foot and successfully walking across the room a few times, I walk over to the door. There is a small window in the middle of the door, covered with thin black lines that go opposite directions, so they intersect, forming a grid.

I look through the door and see a long hallway, lit by bright fluorescent lights.

I've been here before.

I picture walking through those hallways with my friends.

Peter, Drew and Al trying to throw me into the chasm.

The sting when that knife nicked my ear.

Al's body being pulled up out of the chasm.

My father's body lying in the hallway.

I'm back in Dauntless.