Recovery. Chapter 1.
Tobias Evelyn likes my apartment. She says it fits who I am nowadays, now that Tris is gone.
Johanna understands my pain, but she thinks I should stop thinking about it and move on. But I don't know how to move on when Tris is gone...
Christina thinks I need to toughen up. "You are Dauntless!" she says. "Was Dauntless," I reply.
The factions aren't back. Johanna and Evelyn agree that factions ruined Chicago, so we are now doing just regular things.
We now do regular schools for the GDs, and we do special schools for the GPs. I don't agree with it, but I am not allowed to agrue.
I just wish Tris was here. She would convince me not to be a little girl. She would tell me to fight for what's right. She would convince me to not be afraid of anyone, just like she wasn't afraid of David. Just like she wasn't afraid of Jeanine or Evelyn.
She and I had our disagreements, but we loved each other. We made it work. I wish that she was still here.
I pray to her at night before I go to sleep. I tell her about my day, and I tell her I miss and love her more than anybody. I tell her that I hope she's safe wherever she is. In Heaven? In Hell? No, God would let Tris go into Heaven in a heartbeat. But God won't let me.
I love Tris. I wish she is still alive.
-0-Christina shakes me awake. I wake up, and it looks like she's crying.
"Is someone dead?" I ask, afraid.
"No, Tobias! It's the exact opposite of that! Get up!" Christina says, smiling.
I get up and pull a shirt over my head. I follow a running Christina to the gate, and I see a woman wearing a leather jacket and pants, carrying a pistol, her blonde hair flowing in the wind. She steps into the light, and I see her face.
I step forward and say... "Tris?!"
