a/n: I do not own divergent series or the characters. Veronica Roth does, who she murdered really easily by the way… so I feel like she doesn't deserve them…. But they can always live in our hearts. Long live Tris, Uriah, Natalie and Andrew Prior, Lynn, Marlene, Will, Al, (not Eric or Edward), and TRIS (yep said her name twice coz it needed to happen!) alright im done! This is the part where she already hit the button and is lay dying on the ground(or is she!) ~and then Cara and Caleb arrive in the weapons room…. Hope you love this. Read and review pleeaasee!

Chapter Fifty

Tris

I hear a couple more gun shots, as I slump to the ground. I touch my cheek which soaked with blood and stare at my hands covered with blood, its dark. Is blood supposed to be this dark? Or is it dark from all the blood loss or maybe my vision is slowly disappearing. If David shot me again, it doesn't matter anymore because I am too numb to feel anything else other than that I am cold, I can feel myself slipping away but I still have the strength to look at him, he is slumped in his chair, lifeless.

Behind him I can see my mother; she walks out from behind him. She stops in front of me and smiles. "Hello, Beatrice." She says.

"Oh my god…" I heard a familiar voice from the entrance of the weapons room said, I realized it was Cara, "There is so much blood!" Cara gasped.

"I'll call for help!" another voice I recognize yells, it is Matthew's. Then I hear him running away from the weapons room and into the hallway, he is screaming for paramedics to come to the weapon's room.

"Tris!" I hear Caleb's voice and I heard footsteps running towards me, he just walked through our mom.

I was about to grunt at him saying that mom is right there, she is dressed in the same clothes she wore the last time I saw her, Abnegation gray, stained with her blood, with her bare arms to showing her tattoo. There are still bullet holes in her shirt; through them I can see her wounded skin. She is standing still not breaking her eye contact with me and not even acknowledging that Caleb is there kneeling in front of me who is hesitating to hold me or come near me afraid that I might break if he does either.

But I know he can't see her because mom is dead. Maybe, I'm just seeing her because I'm delirious with blood loss or if the death serum has addled my thoughts or if she is here in some other way. Maybe, Caleb is part of my thoughts too, of someone I want to see before I die. Maybe, Tobias would be here soon too…

"Tris," Caleb chokes out a sob, he carefully lifts me onto his lap, and his body feels warm against my cold body. He wipes the blood off my cheek, but more keeps falls on my cheek, his hands are also dark with my blood. "Hold on Tris, it's going to be alright." He tries to reassure me but there is doubt in his voice that he tries to hide. He is trying hard to believe what he says, but his logic disagrees with him and his love for his sister disagrees with his logic.

I'm not sure if it's going to be alright, I want to say to him but I have no strength to, even breathing which is a voluntary act now feels like a chore to do. My head slumps into his shoulder, a heavy feeling tugs at the back of my head, a familiar feeling. That heavy feeling like I'm trying to fight the truth serum during my interrogation at Candor and during factionless trials, even that feeling I had a few minutes when I was trying to fight the death serum. My mind tries to fight this tugging feeling but I am too weak and too tired to fight anything. I just want to close my eyes and maybe sleep. But I'm not sure I want to just yet, I mean, mom is still looking at me as if she's waiting for something and then there's Caleb whose voice keeps urging me to hold on and fight.

"It's is going to be okay, Tris… it will be. It has to be." Caleb mumbles into my forehead, his breath is the only source of heat into my body. "You need to hold on for everyone waiting for you." Tears from his eyes started falling into my already soaked forehead, "Fight for Tobias, he's coming here. He's on his way here…Please Tris…." He begs. I could feel him rocking us back and forth, he brushes my blood soaked hair away from my eyes.

I wanted to say sorry to him for putting him through this, and also want to thank him for being here with him so I wouldn't be alone. I feel myself shake involuntarily and I hear a gurgling sound from my throat, I could feel the metallic salt taste of blood in my mouth. That slight tugging feeling in my head feels stronger now, and it slowly moves into my eyes making my eye lids hard to stay open. Mom and Caleb's face blur together when my vision does.

"No, Tris!" he urges, "Fight it Tris, fight it for Tobias if not for anyone else!"

But I couldn't take it anymore; everything seems to be getting more difficult to do like staying awake, breathing, listening, and most of all fighting. I welcome the heaviness in my head whatever it will bring me and my eyes slowly close.

"Tris!" Caleb cries as he holds me tighter into his chest his lips touching my forehead

Goodbye Caleb…

I love you Tobias...

While the darkness was slowly swallowing me, Mom finally moved from her spot and instead of Caleb holding me, she's the one holding me. "My dear child you've done so well," she whispers at my ear, she touches my cheek her hands cool to the touch.

In the darkness, she's the only one I see. She reaches for my hand and I take it. And I fade away with the darkness.

I hear soft whispers before I let go.

Tris, fight for Tobias.

Tris!

And then nothing else but silence and emptiness follows, I have no idea how long I've been here but I know I have been standing here. Seeing only pitch black, I am alone yet not at the same time. I was never afraid of the dark but this darkness doesn't seem frightening, it is comforting.

"Come back to me Tris…" I hear a voice and it echoes here bouncing off everywhere even though it's a whisper it sounds like a scream, someone pleading or maybe a prayer.

A light from ahead of me suddenly blinds me. It is too far away and I don't know if I want to go to it. I only stare at it, tempted to pursue it.

"Tris…" a voice pleads again from the shadows beckoning me more than the light. And so I turn away from the light. And keep walking into nothingness, and lose myself in it as if I own it.

a/n: Alright R&R, please :) motivation to write :p

a/n: I love divergent, insurgent. And HAAATE Allegiant. I love everything about it but THE END. Sure she can kill tris, it's her right. But still doesn't mean we, her fans, should be okay with it. Sure death happens, in reality death doesn't matter how old someone is or how loved someone is. But it's her story, and she wanted to end it that way so be it. Though, we read books because we have a powerful imagination! So here is my version on how it should have ended! Oh and one more thing (Tris! Why on earth did you jump into the controls! David is wheelchair bound for crying out loud! All you needed to do was freaking jump him and wrestle the gun from his grasp! He's a terrible shot, sure he'd probably end up shooting you but you're dauntless for crying out loud! Take the pain and knock his ass out! And then go for the controls. Your impulse makes you stupid sometimes… and you've always been smart! Wheelchair bound who doesn't know how to shoot VS a bad ass dauntless divergent! You would have won!) OMMGG I am still livid from the events leading to the end, and the end. (Though I loved the epilogue) PLUS the fact that she died by herself! I mean, sure her mom was there, it probably was her imagination… Caleb should have been there to hold her as she dies! She shouldn't have been alone! sooooo Tris and Uriah are dead but Peter lives? She kills everyone else but Peter? Seriously! … ok sorry rant over. If you want to rant too... feel free! I love to hear what you think about Allegiant.