Chapter 1

Caleb's pov

I hear gunshots coming from the lab. Beatrice's gun still sits by me. No, what have I done? My legs propel themselves forward.

I rush towards the lab. The Death Serum still clings to this air, making me feel heavy. I pull my shirt up over my face to make it so I don't pass out.

The ground surrounding Beatrice is covered in blood and the liquid still oozes from the gunshot wounds. Whoever put them there is long gone.

I sling Tris over my shoulder and run. As I run all I can think about is Beatrice. Tris. My brave sister. Why did I betray her in Erudite? She would do anything for me.

When I reach the hospital, a nurse takes Beatrice away from me. I sit outside Beatrice's room, sobs begin to rack my body.

This can't be happening. I'm a terrible brother. How could I let her go in there by herself? I'm so sorry Beatrice.

Four's pov

Amar is driving the van back to the Bureau. Christina, Zeke and Hana are sitting in the back. Hana is using Zeke's shoulder to stifle her sobs.

I can't help think about how much pain I have put them through.

I killed Uriah.

No matter how many times Zeke tells me it wasn't my fault he died, it is. I was supposed to be looking after him, not going off and getting him killed.

I wish I could be with Tris instead of being in this van with people that are very disappointed with me.

I practically leap out of the car. Tris is just inside these walls. I can finally escape the pressure of the world and just be with her.

I burst through the Bureau doors, Amar, Christina and them trailing behind. I expected to see happy faces from my friends but all I see are bruised winces.

Cara sits on the floor, holding an ice pack to her forehead.

"I'm sorry, Four." Cara mumbles.

"For what?" I ask, becoming nervous.

"Tris..." Cara wavers off.

My face grows pale. No. Tris. My beautiful Tris.

"What's wrong with her? Is she okay?"

"She went into the lab instead of her brother and was shoot multiple times." Cara said.

"She's in a coma, Four. She may not wake up."

My eyes grow wide at the mentioning of a coma. How could I have left her alone? I should have known she would have done this for her brother. I'm so stupid.

I run, leaving everyone behind. They can't help me. I must see her.