I do not own the characters. They belong to Veronica Roth
This story popped in my head a few days ago and I have been itching to write it out. Of course as stated ILOVE Tobias/Tris so much!
This is their story in modern times.
Tobias POV
My name is Tobias Eaton. I am a Coronel in the United States Army. My father, Marcus Eaton, is a retired General. He is also the owner to one of the most powerful oil companies in the world. I tend to hide the fact of that truth.
I am 23 years old. I graduated from West Point Military Academy and will be going on my fourth tour in a few days. I guess you can say the Army was forced upon me. All my life Marcus has told me I needed to follow in his footsteps. I needed to be a leader. If I wasn't then I would learn the hard way. If I wasn't then I would be a coward.
Although the Army was forced upon me, I am a good soldier and a well respected leader.
I would be lying to myself if I said I didn't enjoy it because I do. I love the the physical activity. The aggression in completing a mission and the pride in serving my country. The adrenaline.
Marcus and I have grown to have a civil relationship. I still see him as the coward who beats down the weak to feel worthy of himself. He longs to have more power, more wealth, more control. He loves to have control of my life. He introduced me to one of his colleagues daughter's a few years ago. Although, I was hesitant to accept the set up it turned out relatively well.
Natalie has been my girlfriend for two and a half years. She hints at marriage often but something inside me isn't ready… or I am just not sure she is the one. However, I plan to purpose to her before I leave.
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"Hey you look rough." I scold towards Matthew as I see him approaching me.
Matthew has been my best friend since we were kids. His dad works with Marcus. Matthew also attended West Point and has grown to be more of a brother than anything.
"I had to deal with Marcus last night telling me about all his war hero stories. Then Natalie wanted to say goodbye."
"I bet saying goodbye to Natalie wasn't that bad huh?" He nudges me in the side and I let out an unexpected laugh.
"You know going on tour sure does bring out a special side of her." I smirk as we walk towards our soldiers. "I proposed to her as well."
"What?! Man, that's great!" Matthew comes in to hug me. "I am happy for you. But… I thought you said you were doubting if she was the one?"
It's true. A part of me did have doubts. I always believed that when the right one came along everything would fall into place. There would be no doubt that all of me belonged to her. That she would be the end and my beginning. Somehow with Natalie that wasn't the case. I love her. But I long to feel more.
"I think my expectations are unachievable. I always wanted what my parents never had. Natalie is going to be an amazing wife."
"Well bud, I believe those expectations are not unachievable. But I support you and your wife to be. Plus, now we can do the mushy married couple stuff. Molly wants to go on those couple vacations."
"After this tour we going to need a vacation." I chuckle as we load our bags and head to the plane.
xxx
Our highly classified location is extremely hot. I can feel the sweat trickle down my leg beneath my uniform and the taste of salt upon my lips. The sun is burning down on us.
We have been here for nearly three months. Luckily, I am here with some of my closest friends and my best friend Matthew. However, I do have to deal with Eric.
Eric hasn't been my biggest fan. I swear Marcus and Eric are one in the same. A lot of who Eric is reminds me of Marcus in so many ways. He use to fancy Natalie but she wanted to go on some dates with me and Marcus couldn't miss the opportunity at a potential marriage between two strong powerful companies. I guess it is safe to say Eric hates my existence. He graduated second in the class behind me. Natalie rejected him several times before we started dating. I am also able to move higher through the ranks faster than him.
The days drag on here. The heat doesn't help. Natalie writes me love letters. Although, I respond I still question If she is the one. All her letters are filled with love and longing. Some even discuss wedding plans.
I don't doubt for a second that she loves me but I am scared of marriage. I often times doubt us. I know though that I love her.
My Dear Tobias,
I miss you more than words can say. I had dinner with Marcus and my father the other night and they seem to be reaching an agreement to the partnering of our companies. I know you would of offered some insight to the agreement. You always have been so smart. It's an admirable feature of yours. However, I am sure you will pleased with the outcome.
I miss your touch and the taste of your lips. I keep replaying our last night together. Although it is so far away now it feels as if it just happened. I cannot wait to become Mrs. Eaton.
Today I went to look at flowers. I was thinking of having a Fall Wedding. The weather is always better around that time. Planning this wedding without you here is difficult. I long to want your input. I have attached some of the flowers. Let me know which you like more.
Come back to me my love.
Forever yours,
Natalie xoxo
"Hey, Four!" Matthew drops his canteen on the table and drips some water on the letter I am writing to Natalie.
I earned the nickname of Four back in West Point. I was the only person to pass all four military test the first round and rank first in my scores.
"Thanks Matt, now I need to start over. Spilling water all over my letter."
"Oh stop being a pansycake. You can let it dry. We have to head out on a tour in a bit there is some suspicious activity that occurred last night. They think the enemy is attempting to ambush surround us."
"Let me finish this letter and get it to the mail room. Gather the guys and we can head out. I'm almost finished."
Natalie,
I miss you as well. It is weird to be so far away from each other but I am glad to know you are still thinking about me. I'm sure Marcus is happy that your father is nearing the end of an agreement. I am not surprised it is happening.
The last night spent together was amazing in more ways than one. I think about it too. Although, I try to be a gentleman the touch of your bare skin against mine is something I miss the most.
I personally don't care which flowers you choose.
Tobias
I honestly don't care what she decides with the wedding without even looking I toss the flowers in the thrash can and seal the letter.
Natalie loves me. She cares about me. She is probably the best representation of love I have ever had in my life. Ever since my mother left my father I never knew what it felt like to be loved. Growing up I longed to know why she left me. I blamed her for Marcus being so cruel. I think he blames me for her leaving.
Last I heard she remarried and was living with her husband a simple quiet life.
Marcus refuses to allow me to look for her. Natalie however managed to find her and sent me her address enclosed in the letter.
435 West Maple
Abnegation, Texas 78345
I placed the address on my bunk and grabbed my gear. Abnegation, Texas. She didn't move too far from us after all. I must see her. I need my answers. But for now I need to keep my mind focused on my men and keeping them safe.
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We march out to the surrounding area in search of enemy soldiers.
"Four, what should we be looking for?" Matthew whispers onto the earpiece system that we can all hear. It allows us to communicate with one another without actually screaming across to each other.
"Keep an eye out for any land mines and movement. Keep on guard and don't get distracted." I say sternly as we continue pressing forward. "Everything and anything can be suspicious at this point."
"There is movement to the right. I repeat movement to the right." John nods towards the direction and I can clearly see gun pointed our way.
"Take cover immediately." I try to bark out but before I can finish the command there are shot being fired. I scan my surrounds and see everyone is situated and immediately joint he gun fight.
Matthew and I dodge behind a few longs and direct our fire towards the right.
Matthew screams over the fire. "We have to encircle them from behind." I nod and try to scream into the earpiece.
"John, Mike, and Bruce follow Matthew towards the left. The rest of you keep shooting and watch their backs. We are going to try and eliminate their standing ground."
Matthew leads the group and I keep shooting eliminating a few men. I see something fly over my head and landing next to me.
"GRENADE!" I yell and quickly run back within a few seconds the explosion goes off and I hear nothing. I am thrown into the air and land on my back. I can see the blood but feel no pain as my vision is blurry. To my right lies Nick. He is dead. Eric pulls a grenade from his vest and throws it their way.
I can feel my mouth moving but I am unsure if there is any noise coming out. I see the bullets flying in front of me but no sound. The earth around me is swirling and my head is pounding as if a bullet is slowing drilling through my skull. I am snapped out of the pain in my head by the puddle of blood forming on my left side. . I have been shot. I blink once…twice… then nothing.
xxx
"Good Morning, Four." A nurse is standing beside me holding a needle in her hand. "Welcome back. I am going to inform the doctor you have finally woken up."
Four. Who is Four? Am I Four? Where am I?
"Hello, I am Dr. Rogers. You took quite a beating Colonel. Do you know how you got here?"
I close my eyes trying to recall my last few memories. Nothing rings a bell.
"No. I don't recall anything actually." I feel the frustration rising in my body and I try to pull myself up in the bed but the sharp pain that runs through my side brings be back to my initial position.
"Whoa, take it easy Colonel. You're name is Four. You are a Colonel in the United States Army. You were attacked and encountered a grenade attack. You managed to run far enough where there was no severed limbs but your body took quite a beating. You suffered a serious concussion and in the process obtained a bullet wound to the side."
"That explains the pain." I chuckle. "Why don't I remember any of it? How long have I been out?"
He looks at my charts in his hand. "Well, considering the blow to your head was rather serious I can conclude that it also affected your memory. You have been out for about a week. Do you remember anything about your life?"
I close my eyes trying to recall any memories of who I am or what I have encounter. Literally, nothing comes to mind. As far as I know I don't exist.
"No, nothing comes to mind." I can see a frown form on his face. "Will they ever come back?"
"It's going to take some time. But based off your scans it seems like you have a very strong brain that is desperately trying to heal itself of the damage. I have no doubt they will return with time. I am going to have a therapist meet with you to help deal with the frustration also develop some techniques to help you remember."
All I can do is nod. I honestly don't know what to say.
"So you know you are in Asia. Also, you have some visitors."
I find it funny that my memories are gone but I can still manage to know how to accomplish simple tasks. The knowledge of being in Asia is noted and I am fully aware that I am from the United States, Texas to be exact.
"Hey, Four." A tall man with a brown buzzed hair and green bight eyes walks in. "I'm Matthew. You had me scared there for a minute bud. Uh- Well the doctor told me you don't remember much but I figured I'd come and let you know I was here."
"Sorry I don't know who you are."
He laughs. "I am your best friend from when we were kids. We went to West Point together. We were also on the mission together. I got shot in my leg and was sent here with you. I am glad because now I can help you try to remember stuff."
"You're my best friend? Well tell me about myself."
He rubs the back of his neck clearly unsure of where to start. "Well-uh we call you Four because you finished all four military tests the first time in record time. It was unbelievable. "
He continues on telling me about our childhood. Although none of it rings a bell I can tell why Matthew is my best friend immediately he is an easy guy to talk to. But I still know nothing about who I truly am.