Hello again lovelies! I am slowly but surely getting past the writer's block. I know exactly what needs to happen, but getting it on paper has been a different story. Bear with me and I promise I will finish this trilogy. I have also been super sick once again, although when am I not, so that hasn't helped either.

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Chapter 2

Gabby's POV

His trial started the next morning, bright and early, the dark sky just barely touched by the sun's rays. I am sitting in the first row of onlookers when they drag my fiancé in. His wrists are handcuffed behind his back; his brown hair is a dirty mess, hanging in greasy strands over his eyes rather than neatly quaffed back as it should be. Even from here I can tell that that there are dark bags beneath his eyes, I doubt that he slept at all last night.

He is almost unrecognizable as the bright eyed boy I knew growing up Erudite or the strong, intimidating leader I am in love with. The man before me, though he still walks proudly with a defiant look in his eyes, is broken. The Factionless men leading him un-cuff one hand from the other, forcing him to take a seat in a metal dentist chair that has been pulled in from one of the labs, before locking the other cuff in place around the arm of the chair.

Evelyn appears, a vial in one hand and a syringe in the other. She stabs the needle violently through the cap of the vial, pulling back the plunger until the syringe is full. She turns to Eric, never uttering a word as she jabs the needle into his neck and slowly empties its contents into him.

She hands the two objects off to one of her lackeys before turning back to Eric, "Please state your name."

"Eric," He replies simply, his tone cold.

She clears her throat, "Your full name."

"Eric Bartholomew Nelson," He replies without hesitation, an obvious sign that the truth serum has taken effect because he would never have willingly told anyone his middle name.

"Now Mr. Nelson, is it true that you were once a leader of the group formerly known as the Dauntless faction?"

"It is," He growls, still himself despite the serum forcing him to be honest.

Evelyn begins to pace slowly before him, "And is it also true that you betrayed the trust of your people, forcing them to murder members of another faction to further your agenda."

He seems to be fighting the serum now, but to no avail as he slumps down in the chair, "it is."

"Is it true that you were tried for these crimes once before, given a second chance to redeem yourself, an within a week you were back in this very building working once again to further the agenda of Jeanine Matthews?"

Eric's eyes are suddenly filled with a new determination, "No."

Evelyn scoffs loudly, "We have witnesses who saw you bring one of your new faction leaders here, against his will, these same witnesses can attest to the fact that you then tortured him. You were working for Jeanine when this most recent attack took place, were you not?"

Eric takes a deep, "I was, but it was part of Four and I's plan."

"Four devised a plan that involved you torturing him?" Evelyn asks, rolling her eyes exaggeratedly for the group of onlookers.

"That part was my idea, but we had to make it convincing if we were going to get Tris and Gabby out of here," He replies evenly.

"So once again, your actions were ruled by what was best for you. Your loyalty was not to your faction, but to yourself and your own selfish needs."

"You're right," Eric replies slowly, his gaze holding Evelyn's glare.

Her intimidating facade slips for a moment, the Erudite curiosity in her eyes shining, "Oh?"

"You're right, my loyalty was never and is not to Dauntless, Erudite, or to Four Tori and Harrison. My loyalty is and always will be to the only person I can tolerate in this stupid city," He pauses for a moment before amending his statement, "My loyalty is to Gabby and now it is also to our child." There are a few gasps from around the room and I feel a shiver run down my spine. I hadn't considered that this might be how everyone else found out about the baby.

"Regardless, you will and always have, put your needs or the needs of the floozy who follows you blindly, like an innocent little lamb, above the common good."

"Shut up," He growls, "You wouldn't know a thing about loyalty to or believing in someone you care about, you abandoned your son to save yourself, like a coward."

I flinch at his words, knowing that they are true but also acutely aware of the fact the Evelyn's left eye is now twitching. To her credit, she shakes it off relatively quickly, moving on with her interrogation and ignoring his attack.

She shakes her head slowly as she continues to pace, briefly looking up and giving the crowd a forced sad look. "Just because you've made a few good decisions recently, are we all supposed to forget the past, all the innocent lives lost?"

"I don't expect anyone to forget," He looks up for the first time, his gray eyes meeting mine and holding my stare for a moment. I can see the pain, and guilt they hold, "I know I never will." He looks at his accuser once again, a renewed passion housed in the two orbs, "But, I was given a second chance, to be a better man, and I don't feel that I have done anything to deserve the loss of that second chance."

For a moment I think that maybe he can pull this off, the trial has gone much better than I could have hoped for. I glance at Four and give him a small smile, but the troubled look in his eyes tells me that something bad is about to happen.

"Fortunately for the safety of us all, my son's misguided decision to show leniency can be remedied now. The faction system has been dissolved, their ruling no longer stands. You are a war criminal, you have openly acknowledged this fact to be true, and therefore you will be executed alongside your leader."

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