(Tobias' POV)

I sit next to her sleeping figure, holding her hand in mine. Hooked up to over a dozen machines, she is still struggling to stay alive. She still looks strong to me. Even in her weakest moments she is strong.

I sit and listen to her short shaking breathes. The bullet to her chest damaged her lungs, I've almost lost her twice since the surgery to repair them. It has been almost four weeks now and she still hasn't woken up. I keep telling myself that she will pull through. Soon her eyes will flutter open and she will smile up at me. That we can move on from all of this and live a happy life together. Day by day this is becoming harder and harder to believe.

I squeeze her hand before letting go, and sit back in my chair with a yawn. I don't remember the last time I slept.

I put my hand in my pocket and grasp the little black box, I've been holding there for weeks. As I think about it I realize that I really haven't known Tris very long, though it feels like it has been a lifetime. Somehow I'm certain that this is it. That Tris is the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with... and even that may not be enough. I know that I will never love anyone the way that I love the girl laying in front of me. That's why I need her to wake up. My life could never be complete without her.

I feel tears building up in my eyes for what feels like the millionth time when the door behind me creaks open and I quickly wipe them away. I don't need to turn around to know that it's Christina.

"How is she doing?" she asks, her voice almost a whisper.

"Same as always." I reply. My voice is cold, I didn't mean for it to be, but Christina doesn't seem to notice anyways.

"When's the last time you left this room?"

I shrug not moving my gaze from Tris.

"You can't keep doing this... you need to get out of this room... "

I don't respond. I don't want to leave Tris. I want to be there if anything new happens; good or bad, I need to be with her. I don't want her to have to be alone when she first wakes up.

"Please." Christina adds. "I'm just as worried about Tris as anyone, but I'm starting to worry about you too."

I turn my gaze from Tris to Christina.

"Just for a little while. Just for lunch. If anything happens they'll let you know. C'mon. .. you know she wouldn't want you to sit her worrying all day. Take a break, you deserve it. The doctors will take care of her."

I look back to Tris, then to Christina again. I know she's right. Sitting here isn't doing anyone any good. "Okay," I frown, getting up from my chair "Just for a little while though..."

Christina smiles in triumph, already leaving the room.

Before I leave I lean over Tris and gently kiss her lips. "I love you." I whisper.

I step away from her slowly, not looking away from her still figure until I leave the room, and close the door behind me.