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My head spins with things to say as I head out of the building. I try to remember what important buildings we have in Abnegation, what places he may want to see, what occasions has occurred and what dictions have been made in the past couple of years but my mind comes up with nothing. Nothing.

My thoughts tend to be more coherent usually but for some reason they won't cooperate today and I could swear that it has something to do with Tobias's gaze burning into my back.

I keep walking in the hope of finding something to say and feel him following close behind. My father may think that Tobias has forgotten the ways of our people but I can tell he hasn't; because even now he keeps the respectful distance that any Abnegation guy would keep between him and me. I don't like the distance.

A thought strikes me as I walk and I turn to the right motioning for Tobias to follow me. We enter an alleyway that's being cleaned by new Abnegation members; the walls have been painted on by the factionless and the narrow bath is filled with broken glass.

As I pass by I get the same smiles I've gotten earlier, only now they're laced with curiosity and interest instead of the usual kindness, although that's there as well.

Tobias raises an eyebrow at me when I cast him a glance but otherwise pretends not to notice the curious stares he's getting.

We pass the alley and enter a few more before we stop seeing any people at all. We make it through a few more streets before Tobias speaks to me for the first time since we left.

"Where exactly are you taking me, Beatrice?" he asks with amusement.

"um…" I clear my throat and start again "Well, I know that you haven't forgotten your way around here; you wouldn't have made it to father's office if you have."

"And?" he asks

"I figured you may be more interested in visiting other parts of the faction" I answer

"Such as?"

"A place I found when I was on Abnegation initiation cleaning duty"

"hmm.." he answers and I want to ask him what on earth that's supposed to mean. Maybe this was a bad idea.

"I didn't think you'd like the stares" I blurt out and feel my cheeks warming "Uh. I'm sorry, that was rude"

"Honest not rude." He clarifies "You think they'd have stared"

It's drilled in us to be selfless and unnoticeable and always polite but humans can't change their prying nature even if they did lessen it.

"It's not everyday that we get a former Abnegation/Dauntless member here" I say and I notice that he's now walking by my side so I look up at him as I say "Not to mention that you're Marcus's son."

At the mention of his father's name, Tobias's face hardens and something flares in his eyes. Fear, anger and rage? I can't place it but it's so Dauntless like that I find myself fascinated by it.

"You're right; they'd have stared" he says coldly and gives me a pointed look "I don't like being stared at."

It's in that instant that I realize I'm staring at him and turn away feeling myself blush a deep scarlet.

"It'd help if you changed your shirt. For the staring I mean" I feel my blush deepen and hurry to explain "The color is black. We go with gray"

"hmm" he mutters and I have to choke down a sigh; we're back to the one word answers again –if that's even considered a word.

I look around and find that we're almost there. Another turn and we end up in a small square that's surrounded by old buildings.

"This is it?" asks Tobias "Impressive"

I roll my eyes and motion him between two of the buildings. I get another raised eyebrow but he follows me anyway. We go through a path that's covered with slaps of cement and scraps of paper; making the place look too much of a dump to bother with.

A minute later we arrive to the place I wanted to show him.

Ahead of us sits a small patio that works as a platform for one of the trains. The trains never stop here but you can easily get on one of them from here and you can just as easily see most of the city if you sat on the big tree that sits in the middle of the patio.

"This is high ground" states Tobias "We didn't climb any stairs."

I shrug my shoulder as I head toward the tree "The path we went through was heading up as we went" I explain "it's used as a way to transform tools to storage doors of the buildings surrounding it and it ends here on the deck"

"So the deck is used to get the tools from the train and to it"

"But hasn't been used in ages" I add "making it the perfect place for watching the city and the trains"

"You like watching the trains" asks Tobias, only it comes out more of a statement

"I do" I say quietly. This is weird; no one has ever asked me what I liked or disliked before because it'd have been too selfish of me to answer that, making the one asking me even more selfish for forcing selfishness upon me. Abnegation philosophy, I don't get it either.

Tobias is quiet and I cast him a look to find him eyeing me with curiosity. I look away before I start staring again and fumble with my sleeve.

"What?" I ask

"Hmm?" he answers and I look at him with irritation

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I clarify "And can you please stop it with the grunting and one word answers? Makes you come across as primal" I instantly feel horrified at my bluntness and start forming an apology but his answer cuts me off

"Primal" he says with the hint of a grin "Noted"

I try to mask my embarrassment as irritation and cast him another fast glance "you still haven't answered me"

My mother would be aghast with my manners.

"I find you different than the other stiffs" he answers and I look at him with horror

"Stiffs?"

"Uh.. Abnegations? Sorry; it's a term we used to use" he actually looks embarrassed and I'd have found it adorable if I weren't too angry with him for using it

"I know what a stiff is," I say "I've been called that before" I don't know why I feel so offended by this when I've never been before "But you're one of us stiffs now so you may as well not use the term again"

I walk to the tree and start climbing till I reach the first branch and settle on it.

Tobias's eyes follow me and he suddenly looks uncomfortable. Maybe I was too harsh on him

"Join me?" I try to amend but he just shakes his head

"I'm fine here"

We stay quiet for a while after that him staring at the train tracks and me staring at the far buildings of the city, wondering where my brother is right now.

A train passes us and I remember all the times I used to watch Dauntless kids jumping off of trains to get to school.

"Do you miss it?" I ask

"Miss what?" he asks without looking at me

"The Dauntless," I answer "do you miss it there?"

Now he eyes me suspiciously and I know what he's thinking: I'm not acting Abnegation in the least. It's what this place does to me; I feel free in here. Free of pretending to be selfless. Free of the gray of my clothes. Whenever I sit on this tree, watching the city, something comes to life within me and I feel liberated and…brave.

I jump off of my branch landing gracefully on my feet –the branch isn't even high really, and I head toward Tobias

"We should go back" I say to him without making eye contact

He doesn't say anything but I can hear his footsteps trailing mine and as we head out of the patio and back into Abnegation, I can feel the old shy Beatrice slipping back in and I scold myself for bringing him here .

For the rest of the way I don't as much as glance at Tobias.

I don't feel brave anymore.

And that was it! I hope you liked it :) what do you think? would Tobias tell Beatrice about Dauntless? would she dare ask again? Would they ever come back here?

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