Chapter 2
You Found Me
Tris stayed glued to the spot, her eyes flickering between the man she still loved so much, and the child he had given her. The longer she stared, the more the could feel bile rising in her throat that wouldn't be stopped this time. Her vision was going black at the edges and she turned to the size and lost her breakfast before it all went black and Tris crumpled to the floor. Drew noticed from the door when Tris fell, and he rushed to her side, clutching Cecilia a little more than needed. He knelt down next to her and tried his best to balance the baby on his side. He called for some water and a wet rag, and shook her lightly. As Drew worked on trying to wake her back up, one of the workers took her pulse and checked her breathing. Drew heard the whispers arising at the tables around him, and noticed a small group of people getting closer to them. They were moving fast, but he could see some sort of determination in their eyes, along with... hope? He wasn't sure how to react, so he just continued trying to get Tris back to reality. He pressed the rag to her forehead and did his best to stay calm. The people that had been walking to them where there and already working to help get Tris back up. They were two girls and a guy and as much as he wanted to know their names he didn't interrupt there work. One of the girls was raising her legs while the other took over for Drew, re-wetting the rag and flipping it when needed. The guy called for a glass of water and sat by her side, keeping his fingers on her wrist. After about a minute and a half, Tris slowly regained her consciousness. She looked into the girls eyes who was holding the rag and shook her head, murmuring under her breath.
"Eric's gonna be so pissed Chris." she slurred "Back in the infirmary again? I hope he doesn't make me factionless."
She then turned her head slightly and began to shut her eyes, but the girl, Chris, shook her head and spoke to her gently.
"No, c'mon honey, stay awake. Eric can't do anything to you, you're Dauntless, you were top of the class. Tris, sweetie, stay awake."
She pulled Tris into her lap a little more and Drew noticed the unshed tears in her eyes. He also noticed how the man who was standing beside her went from checking her pulse to holding her hand. Who were these people?
"Tris, can you sit up for me? Stay awake." Chris said
"But I'm tired." Tris replied, burying her face into the girls lap.
Chris sighed and nearly forced her to sit up and ended up holding most of her weight. Tris just groaned and opened her eyes slightly. She looked around her and seemed to take it all in. Her eyes widened and she jumped to her feet. Drew saw the way she clutched her forehead and groaned after she got back up, leaning against a wall for support.
"Drew. Cecilia. Please." She said standing straight up and opening her eyes. He gave her the child reluctantly, and Tris held her tighter than she ever had since she had first looked into her beautiful blue eyes. She looked at the three people who had helped while she was out, and nobody missed how she held the guy's eyes longer than the rest. She took a deep breath and Drew could see her hold back tears. It looked like nearly everyone was at loss. Nobody spoke and everyone held the silence. Tris' eyes flickered between the multiple people in the room that she knew. She looked at the people she tried to hold in her past, and she looked at the staff who helped her create her present. She looked at the her daughter squirming in her arms and her best friend who looked utterly confused. Finally, she looked at Tobias. She looked at him with so much adoration and hurt and she didn't know what to say. She didn't know what to do, her heart and her brain pulled her in to opposite directions. Hell, just her heart was tearing itself in totally different ways. She was torn between the options running through her mind. She looked down then back up. She looked at Tobias with a new found rage, her eyes blazing. Tris couldn't stop the wave of memories crashing in. Before being able to stop herself, she was out the door and heading to her car, ignoring the protests from Christina and the nearly everyone else. Everyone but Tobias.
She drove home with tears running down her cheeks. She was cursing anything and everything she could, not sure what to do with her own emotions. She arrived home exhausted. It seemed like her world was crumbling apart, again. She ignored her phone every time it rang, not wanting to deal with the mess she had created. It seemed like hours later when she heard the loud knocking at the door, and Drew's voice shouting from the outside. She listened to him go on for a while until she heard the lock being turned and for the first time she regretted giving him that key. When he stormed in she heard others joining him, and she could feel the tears well in her eyes. As she heard them get closer she watched her daughter playing with toys; and not for the first time she imagined what it would be like if she stayed in Dauntless. She allowed herself to envision Tobias coming home with a smile on his face, and she saw herself welcome him with a kiss. She imagined watching up much too early with him to the sounds of a crying child. She was already lost in her own world by the time that Drew arrived in the nursery with Christina and Uriah following him. When he saw the tears he lent down and pulled her into a gentle embrace. She couldn't help but wish it was Tobias there instead.