A/N Decided to edit this chappie too.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, but the story line is mine.

This chapter is in Tobias' POV.

Chapter 2.

There is only one word to describe how I feel right now. Furious. To see Tris being put through this amount of pain, having almost everything she cares about brutally stolen from her, to me this is torture. As I sort through the wreckage, I silently vow that if Max, Eric, Jeanine, and anyone else who may be responsible for this is still alive, they won't be for much longer. After witnessing the pain of the girl I love, their deaths will be anything but quick and painless, that's for sure. I'll make sure that they feel the pain Tris felt, except magnified tenfold. I will torture them within an inch of their lives so they can be the ones begging for mercy, but I'll let Tris do the honors if she wants to. After going through this, it's her right. I tear myself from these dark thoughts to reach down and check an Abnegation member for a pulse. I feel nothing. Yet another lifeless body. Straightening up, I focus on Tris, how she has been shot, almost drowned, but still she ignores the agony she must be in, both physical and emotional, all for the sake of others. When I see this, I can't help but be reminded of a theory that I once had, that selflessness and bravery aren't all that different.

Two hours later we have helped all that we could and I feel ready to drop. The Abnegation members who had fled to the Amity section of the city are returning and are now doing all what they can to help. So far nearly 4 000 Abnegation that have decided to stay behind were found alive in various conditions, and close to 12 000 confused Dauntless have survived that have been found so far. It's not nearly as many as before, but it will be enough to rebuild the factions, hopefully this time without corrupt leaders. The time drags by as we continue to treat those we could.

After that those of us that were well enough to leave start for the train tracks. Some have already left. Looking at my watch, I estimate that the train should be arriving in four minutes. As predicted, four minutes later the train whistle can be heard, and I can see the headlights on the front of the train cutting through the gloom. We start to jog as the train chugs closer towards us, then I catch hold of the handle and swing myself in, with much less grace than usual. Then again, I don't usually have to jump on trains after being up for nearly 21 consecutive hours of labor. Pushing that pointless thought from my mind, I reach behind me to pull Tris into the compartment. I stay by the opening to pull a full others inside, then stumble over to join Tris against the wall. I have to put my arm around her to hold myself upright as I begin to feel fatigue wash over me. I sink to the floor and sit with my legs tucked into my chest. Tonight it's too late to start the repairs, but tomorrow is a new day that will mark the beginning of a new Dauntless, hopefully a better one, the way it should be. The way it was meant to be, and will be if I can help it. As I am thinking, I feel Tris take hold of my hand and rest her head against my shoulder. The feel of her there is so familiar now that I can begin to relax a bit. I lean my head back against the wall to watch the outside world flash past the open door, blurring as the train picks up speed.

Nearly 20 minutes later we can feel the train start to decelerate, signalling it was time to get off. Looking out the opening, I see that we are coming to the rooftop back entrance. With the ease of experience, Tris and I jump together, landing on the roof to stumble a few steps further away from the edge. As one we turn back to watch the other Dauntless who returned with us make the jump successfully, some rolling, some stumbling as we had, and some falling to their knees when they land off balance. After the last person has jumped, we turn back and walk to the gaping hole in the roof. Letting go of her hand I feel the panic rise in me as I remember how high up we are, pushing it down I walk the last few steps to drop into the darkness. With the various cuts and bruises I had accumulated, hitting the net felt like falling on a slab of concrete. I groan, then crawl to the edge of the net and swing myself down to land on the floor below. I stay standing there until Tris follows me down, and then I take her hand to lead her to my apartment. We walk past the chasm, down some hallways, and reach my room. Once in the room, I stagger towards the bed and drop into it, ignoring the fact that I am still wearing my dirty, bloody clothes. Seconds later Tris does the same. With her lying against my chest, I wrap my arms around her, taking comfort in each other's presence. Within minutes we are both drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

A/N So… how was it? Please review! Also I know that it seems like there's a really small amount of survivors, but keep in mind that's only the people they had found so far, and it doesn't actually say how many members there are in each faction in the book, so I kinda just made a random guess. One last thing: editing this now after so long has made me realise how many mistakes I make :/ so if anybody wants to pre-read for me, just send me a message!