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Four

The sounds of the chasm surrounded me in the spot I had found in my explorations. I was trying to let them soothe the worries that were plaguing me. Two days had passed since the bomb was dropped on me that not only is my mother alive but I have a sister.

A sister that I instantly felt something I had never experienced before and I could tell she felt the same. Love. The kind of unconditional love you only get with family or someone special in your life. Seeing her go away and knowing what she was going back to had my already brooding personality going into overdrive.

I still was having trouble with the knowledge that Evelyn is alive and had knowingly abandoned me. For the last two nights I had replayed all my memories from childhood. More specifically my relationship with my mother. I wasn't liking what I found.

Abnegation were reserved. Hardly showing physical affection especially in public. That didn't mean it didn't happen with kids and there was always the way the other parents were around their kids. As I replayed all of this I saw a pattern with my mother. Maybe it was because of Marcus and maybe not. It seemed that all her motherly affection happened outside of the home with others around. When it was just us at home, even when he wasn't there, she was reserved with me. Not cruel or abusive. Just...like she wasn't really there. She was bored and resentful.

It hurt me, that for so long I had built her up in my mind. Only seeing the affection she used as a show and not the other moments. I put those out of my mind, buried them along with some of the worst moments with Marcus. Now I was being confronted with all of that. Even in my sims.

One of my sims had changed and unsettled me badly. The faceless girl, the innocent I was ordered to kill; now had a face.

Scout.

That had really messed me up and was the main reason I was down at the bottom of the Chasm. That was a real and vivid fear for me now.

Scout is factionless and I am Dauntless. What if I am ordered for some reason to kill her? What if she gets killed in one of the skirmishes with the Dauntless? Women and kids have been caught up in them and got caught in the crossfire before.

There there were the other questions.

What does Evelyn want with me? After Scout left I had been so sure that whatever it was, I wouldn't have anything to do with it. Now sitting down here with that fear in my head I was doubting it.

What if what she wanted me to do would help Scout in some way? What if it gave me a way to be with her?

"You know sometimes I wonder if you should have picked Bruce as your name here. As much as you like to dwell in dark caves." Eric has his usual baiting and sarcastic tone as he slides down to sit beside me.

"Bruce?" I ask as I look at him, shaking my head in confusion.

He waves me away and snorts in disgust. "Forgot who I was talking to for a second. A former stiff wouldn't know a thing about Batman."

"Batman?"

"Yeah never mind. It would take too much energy to explain and I just don't have the patience right now." Eric sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

He was doing something new with it. It looked odd. He had shaved the sides of it down but seemed to be growing the top part of it out. It is normally curly and he apparently hates that so he started to slick it back with some gunk he got at the commissary. Right now it is all messed up letting me know Eric is out of sorts about something.

"What brings you down here?" I ask him casually.

"Maybe I just wanted to check to see if you had tossed yourself off." He snarls back.

I snorted and shrugged. "Sorry, not this time."

There is quiet before he sighs. "Fine. I couldn't sleep. My fear, it worked its way into my dreams."

I nodded. "Same."

"What was yours this time? A new one?" Eric asked with a bit of hope in his voice. He was still sore about the fact that I had only four fears to his nine.

I shook my head with a smirk. "No, still only four of them and it was one that was still mostly the same, just changed."

Eric looks of into the distance into the dark and nods slowly. "Yeah. Same here."

Curious. Despite what they say about curiosity, I can't help myself.

"What was yours?"

"You first." Eric demanded, looking back at me with squinted eyes.

"I am being ordered to kill someone, an innocent. Before it was just someone faceless. Couldn't tell if it was a girl or a guy. Now though…"

"Scout." Eric whispers, strained and knowing, so low I almost don't hear him.

"Yeah."

He nods but doesn't say anything else for a few seconds.

"Have you decided yet? About if you are going to met Evelyn when she makes contact?"

"No." Now I run a hand through my hair. "To tell the truth I think I had decided not to. That whatever it is she wants I want no part of. Then I had that sim and it had me thinking...what if what she wants will help Scout? What if what she wants will let me be with her or something?"

"What if doing that will make you a traitor?"

And that was the problem. I had the strong feeling that was exactly what would happen.

"I don't see how, hearing about her from Scout, that it would be anything else."

I admit this and it is like a punch to the gut. Part of me is torn because I know I would want to. Even it meant having to go factionless myself, I want to be there for and with Scout.

Then the other part of me knows that, even as little time I have spent with her, Scout would never have it.

"You know she wouldn't want that. It's why Scout came to warn you. I think she knew that when you meet Evelyn, the fact that you have a sister and long lost mother, is going to be used against you. Your sister said that Evelyn knew what had been happening to you and that you went to Dauntless. Almost like she expected it. If she is anything like Jeanine, and Four she sounds exactly like her, she will know exactly what buttons to push to manipulate you."

I know he is right but what can I do?

"What am I supposed to do then? What would you do if you found out you had a sister that was living that way? That at anytime she could be killed or caught in the crossfire of something?"

He didn't respond right away. He scratched his head and the sides of his face before he answered.

"I was thinking about this. I have thought about this a lot for the past few days. Especially after what little information I was able to pull out of the grizzly bear she was here with." He mutters the last part darkly but still won't tell me what they had talked about. I think it was about factionless life, specifically Scout's life. I think Eric is trying to protect me by not telling me.

"I don't have a big plan but I have an idea. It's no secret I want leadership for my own reasons. Maybe they don't have to be so different from yours...if you go for leadership as well." He continued on after letting out a breath.

I scowl at him. "You know what leadership would mean."

He nods slowly. "The same thing it means for me. You think there is any way I am going to be able to get out of having to see or interact with her? It isn't going to happen. While I don't like the idea, it would be cowardly of me to deny the position because of it. I look at this as a lesser of evils. Yeah it is going to suck seeing the woman that drove my dad to suicide and have to be civil to her. If I don't, I can't try and make a difference. I won't have any more power than I did back then."

He looks over at me, his blue eyes highlighted by the small solar lantern I have down here.

"You will be powerless just like back in Abnegation if you deny it because of him. Not only that but maybe just maybe with you and me in leadership, and if we get enough people to our way of thinking; we can come up with a plan. Something that sees Scout being able to come to you and live or something that helps with things and the factionless?"

I am not sure about the option of making things better with the factionless. Not sure either party even wants that but the other thing. Scout coming here to live is another thought and one I latch on to.

If taking leadership sees my sister safe with me here, I would do it for her.

Eric uses his elbow to get my attention. "I was thinking that, that guy Damien and Amar seem pretty tight. Amar might know what is up with the factionless thing. I trust Amar and I think if we go to him and explain what our plan is, he might be able to guide us. Or at least he can help give us both more information so you can make a decision. I know what I want and what I have always wanted. For you though, it isn't going to be that simple and…" he closes his eyes for a second and sighs "I am trying not to be a pushy, abrasive dick here, Four. You know how I am. I can admit this is hard for me. I don't get why you won't just do what you know is the only way but you have your reasons for being cautious. I tend to just kind of...bulldoze my way through crap. So talk to Amar."

I smirk for a little bit, knowing that admission was like pulling teeth for Eric. He rolls his eyes and goes to get up before I remember something.

"Hey, you never told me what your fear was!" I yell at his back, frowning.

He doesn't turn back around but I hear his chuckle drifting back to me over the chasm. "Yep, sure didn't."

"Ass." I mutter aloud, knowing he is already to far away to hear me. "Tricked me."

Despite that I am not really mad. Not when he has given me some real, and surprisingly really good, advice. I will go to Amar tomorrow after training and run this stuff by him. I already had the feeling he has just been waiting for me to go to him and ask about Scout already.

With a tired sigh I look at the digital display of my wrist watch and groan. I have about four hours to get sleep, better get as much as I can.