TOBIAS POV
one year later
Neither Tris nor I could believe it has already been a year since the memory serum was released, or since everybody was created equal, or since we were finally considered free- but most importantly, since Caleb had died.
Caleb's death had hit Tris hard. She went through what most everybody that has ever lost a love one had; shock, denial, blame, depression, then worst of all- intense grief. It was hard for the people around her to watch, especially me. But I helped her as much as I could. Reminding her that she still had me, and how much Caleb's sacrifice had benefited the city. After a while she got through it and started taking advantage of how much the city could be changed for the better while everyone else was recovering from the serum.
But some days it hits her again. Like today, we are visiting the gravesite where Caleb is. The car ride here was silent, and the walk is too. The only evidence I have that she is there is the hand that is clinging to mine like a life preserver. I peek over at her again, and for the first time since we left our house, she looks back.
" I love you." I say, smiling lightly.
" I know." And we laugh as I put my arm over her shoulder.
Once we finally reach the hill where he is buried, I see Tris stiffen. I hold her closer to me as we approach his grave. She sinks down to her feet and I follow until we are on the grass. It had not even felt like 5 minutes and I could see tears slowly falling down her face.
" Ah, come here baby." I pull her on to my lap and hold her against my chest.
It kills me to see her like this, but I know that she needs to let her emotions out once in awhile.
We sit like that for some time before she falls asleep in my arms. I pick her up and carry her to our car. As we head home I glance over at her sleeping figure, thinking about how much has changed since I pulled her from that net one and a half years ago- when she was a brave, rebellious 'stiff'. Now we are here at our own apartment that is just outside the fence that keeps everything we've ever known separate from us. The only friends she really has left are Christina, Zeke, Shauna, Matthew, Cara, Uriah ( A/N: I did not want Uriah to die, but I couldn't think of an excuse to make him wake up...use your imagination).
Once we arrive at the house, I carry her upstairs and lie down with her on our bed, thinking about what a day it has been already for her.
Hey! Sorry it took me so long to update, but it is up now. I was having a hard time thinking of something to write...and it finally came to me! At 12:30 in the morning:'( So, sorry if it's short but I really need to go to bed for school tomorrow. Till next time! Read and review please!