Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent.


PROLOGUE

"But daddy, I'm cold!" the little 10 years old boy whined.

"Then snuggle in your blanket. Please, Caleb", Andrew sighed. He promised his wife to tuck the kids in bed after leaving her to deal with their son and twin daughters, Hannah and Helen for the day.

"Andrew, are you sure you can handle this?" His wife asked, leaning against the doorframe.

"Yes honey now stop worrying about it", Andrew snapped. He really did not mean to, but at times like this, he can't help but get frustrated very easily - with one whiny boy and two mischievous twins. Andrew saw a flash of brunette hair from the corner of his eyes and he immediately knew that that is Hannah, up to something with her twin sister. However, he was surprised to see the smaller blonde lying still, tucked deeply in her bed.

"Come on, I'll take care of Caleb. You chase that naughty little rascal", Natalie, Andrew's wife whispered in his ear as she placed a hand on Andrew's forearm, effectively calming him down.

"Thanks honey", Andrew said as he gave a quick but thankful peck on Natalie's soft, pink lips. "I can't wait to get deeper into those", he whispered huskily to Natalie, eyeing her lips with longing eyes.

"Later Andrew", Natalie laughed and shook her head as she shove him away.

"You're not going to catch me!" Hannah's laughter ringed in the room.

"You won't be having any ice cream when we go to the park tomorrow if you don't get in bed this instance."

"You're no fun daddy", Hannah pouted as she marches to the queen sized bed she shares with Helen and crawls in.

"I love you", Andrew whispers as he placed a kiss on Helen's and Hannah's forehead.

"love you too", Hannah yawned. before she turns to her side and hugs Helen like she won't let go. Andrew smiled. Even though they don't look similar, they are so close that nothing can separate them. He wondered what will happen if they have to separate one day. Both of his girls have such soft hearts, being innocent and naïve, he was worried of how easily they might get a mental breakdown. He hoped that that they will grow up to be strong women. He looked at Natalie who was still trying to talk Caleb to sleep.

"Caleb, big boy, what's wrong?" Andrew questioned as he sat down at the edge of Caleb's bed.

"I'm afraid", Caleb whispered shyly.

"Afraid of what?"

"Going to Dreamland..."

"What's wrong with Dreamland?"

"Well, what if I find it fun in there and I won't come back here. Who will take care of Hannah and Helen?"

Andrew pondered into the green eyes of his son. "If you go to Dreamland while holding on to Hannah and Helen, I'm sure that you will stay together." He picked up Caleb and placed him beside Hannah. "Come on. I'm sure you will be fine. Sleep tight big boy."

He kissed his son on the forehead and walked slowly to Natalie, wearing a mischievous smirk on his face. Natalie smiled knowingly as Andrew placed his arms around her small waist. He tucked a stray strand of blonde hair which came out of its neat bun behind her ears. Placing a hand behind her head, he gazed into the blue-grey eyes which he adores. Only one of their children inherited her beautiful eyes, blonde hair and petite figure- Helen Beatrice Prior.

Slowly, he leaned down, closing the gap between them and brushed his lips on hers. Natalie pressed her lips firmly on his and they shared a strong and passionate kiss. She always have a lot of passion firing out of her during these moments- and he love it.

However, they were interrupted by the sounds of a loud cough, sniffles and desperate gasps for air from the kids' bed. Andrew hurriedly advanced to the bed and saw Helen gasping for air. He touched Helen's forehead and realised that she is heating up.

"Natalie, I think I need to bring her to the clinic. She's seriously heating up", Andrew said as he put on his t-shirt which had somehow disappeared a few minutes ago. He carefully untangled Helen from Hannah and cradled her. "Will you be fine?"

"It's okay. We'll be fine. Hurry but be careful. You don't want anything bad to happen", Natalie said while, obviously, still trying to regain her composure from their previous heated session by putting her hair back in its previous bun and trying to fix her crumpled shirt which had ridden up with a flushed face. Andrew smirked at Natalie and kissed her on the cheek before running down the stairs to the porch of their little house and speeded to the nearest clinic.

Two hours later, Andrew drove back home with Helen buckled up in the passenger seat. Although the doctor said that Helen is only suffering from a common cold, he wasn't sure why Helen was heating up so fast. However, he prescribed Helen to take some paracetamol just in case her fever gets to made sure that Andrew has Helen's inhaler just in case she suffers from another asthma attack.

Helen suddenly started gasping for air, panting heavily. Andrew can see the drops of sweat sweaping down her forehead. "Helen! Helen honey! What's wrong?"

The traffic light went red and Andrew quickly faced Helen and checked her temperature. She is heating up even more.

She started screaming. She was screaming and screaming, calling for her twin sister, Hannah. Andrew didn't know what to do with the hyperventilating Helen. All he knew was to get home as quick as possible and get the twins back together. The twins sometimes get panicked and unease when they are separated, what more when they weren't feeling well. But none of them had went into hyperventilation.

Andrew was so worried that he barely heard the wailing siren of the fire engines that were asking him to move aside and skipped most of the red lights. He took the quickest route home, but as he was about to arrive, he realised why Helen was panicking, desperately calling for Hannah...

His house is burning in flames- and Hannah is in there.

As he saw his home, it felt like the whole world had shattered down. Convinced that his loved ones must have survived, he went to the firefighters and asked them where are his wife, son and daughter. The firefighters gave him the answer he never ever wanted to listen, they shook their heads and said that they are sorry that they failed to save them.

He did not want to believe one single bit of what was happening but alas, he knew it is true. His dearest Natalie, Caleb and Hannah are not going to come back from Dreamland...


A/N: I am planning this to be quite a long novel, but I am not sure how to write the summary for a story which I haven't been able to properly see what's coming next. So, I most probably am going to break the story into a few novels. Like a series or something. Opinions?