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JUST A BY THE WAY I ONLY OWN THIS PLOT. CHARACTERS, STORY (MINUS OBVIOUSLY THE PLOT) AND A BIT OF THE FIRST CHAPTER ALL BELONG TO VERONICA ROTH

I go to see her body… sometime. I don't know how long after Cara tells me what happened. Christina and I walk shoulder to shoulder; we walk in Cara's footsteps. I don't remember the journey from the entrance to the morgue, really, just a few smeared images and whatever sound I can make through the barrier that has gone up inside my head. She lies on a table, and for a moment I think she's just sleeping and when I touch her she will wake up and smile at me and press a kiss to my mouth. But when I touch her she is cold, her body stiff and unyielding. Christina sniffles and sobs. I squeeze Tris's hand, praying that if I do it hard enough, I will send life back into her body and she will flush with colour and wake up. After whenever- I don't know how long it took me- I realize that she is never coming and put it back across her body, mostly just to cover the two bullet wounds in her chest. I was just about to let go of her hand when I felt something. A squeeze. A very light, low energy squeeze, so light that at first I believe that I imagined it. That all the possible weeks I spent without sleeping have caught up with me in the cruellest way. But then I feel it again. Maybe, maybe I have a slight chance- not even slight, but still a chance- I push my two fingers to Tris's neck in an attempt to find a pulse. At first nothing but then a slow flutter just beneath my two fingers. "Tobias… what are …you do-"Christina starts to ask between sobs but I cut her off.

"She is alive. She is alive." I say. I see her pitiful look and know she is thinking of the sleepless night as well, thinking I must be imagining it. I don't blame her. I would be feeling the same if our positions were swapped. But I know what I am feeling right now, Tris's pulse, meaning she is alive. "Tobias-"Christina starts again but falls into a fit of sobs. I make an impatient noise. I want to drag her here to feel Tris's pulse but afraid if I leave it will stop. "Christina come over here. You can feel her pulse. She is alive." I insist. Christina starts shaking her head still sobbing. Cara walks over to me and lightly puts her hands on my shoulders, slightly pulling me away from Tris. I shrug her hands off and turn to look her in the eyes. "Tobias, please, no one else but us would want that more but Tris is…" Cara turns her head to the side, not able to look me in the eyes anymore. "She is- she is gone. Tobias okay, Tris is dead and no one can fix it." Cara started screaming towards the end.

"Cara please, I will not move unless you take her pulse." I say, willing myself to be calm and not throttle her, taking my fingers away from Tris's neck, gesturing at her.

"Tobias please-"She finally looks into my eyes again and I see tears threating to spill.

"No. I will kill myself if you do not take her pulse." I say feeling horrible. It would be hard enough with her thinking Tris is dead- but she is alive- plus me making threats to stop my life. But if that is what I have to do to make her realize then it will be worth it. Sighing Cara presses her two fingers to Tris's throat. After waiting awhile she sighs again and start, "Tobias, I think you just need-," but her words get cut off by her scream. "She is alive." She starts screaming and I knew she would find a pulse, I knew I wasn't just imagining it. People that I can't recognize at the moment but later remember as Caleb, Matthew and another scientist rushed in to see what the screaming is about.

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