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TRIS POV

I wake up to the feeling of something crawling on me. I open my eyes to find Toby playing with his train and using me as its track. I watch him for a while silently. He has the same expression as his father does when he is training the initiates; his eyebrows arched down, his eyes focused and his lips gently pressed together. As I stare at him, I start to remember the dream I had; Toby running around in black clothes, his dad playing with him and kissing me. How perfect our life would be if this were real. I usually get nightmares, so even false hope is better than that. Toby asks me a question, and I snap out of it. "What?" I ask him since I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying.

"When can I go there?" He points towards the door. I pull him against me and start rubbing circles on his back. I wish we were there, but out of here as a whole.

"I honestly don't know," I tell him, changing the subject since he won't understand much and it won't do him any good. We start to talk about trains, and he, with a huge smile, spattered on his face, talks about his toy train and how he wishes he could ride it. Soon someone comes bringing us our dinner. I help him eat and as soon as he's done, start to eat my own food. I've only taken a few bites when I notice Toby eyeing my food tentatively but yet, he says nothing. I take my plate and give him a share of my dinner.

"Thank you, mommy," he says and eats everything on his plate, since he'll eat anything you give him. He quickly finishes. "Can you play with me?" He asks sweetly.

"Sure. What do you want to play?" I ask and sit with him on the floor. He pushes his train towards me.

"Now you have to do that," he says. We play until they come to retrieve our plates. By then, it's Toby's bath time.

"Come on buddy, time for your bath." He immediately starts fussing, but eventually, gives in. I put him in the bathtub, and he starts to play with the water. His curly hair falls in front of his face; as I wet it and he laughs. Toby splashes me as I shampoo his hair with a devilish smile, so I join in and splash him back. Soon, we are in a water fight. These are the moments I cherish in the Bureau. I am practically soaked as I say, "I surrender, Toby! I surrender!"

"I win!" He commemorates with a proud smile on his face.

"I'll get you back next time," I say while I get Toby out of the tub and dry him. I dress him up in the bureau's clothes: all brown. "I need you to play nicely while I take a shower. Can you do that for mom?" He nods and hugs me in response.

I get my clothes and go shower. I close my eyes as the water runs through my hair, which is long again. I finish my shower quickly, since I still have to tuck Toby in. I get dressed, dry the floor and leave the bathroom, leaving the door slightly open with the light on. I pick Toby up and sit on the bed with him pressed on my chest.

"Is it time to sleep?" He asks yawning.

"Yes, it is," I say running my hand through his hair and humming him a lullaby. His eyes become heavy, and he drifts off to sleep. Even when he sleeps he looks like Tobias; his eyes, his jawline, everything. I play with Toby's curls, and then the bathroom lights start flickering. They turn off. There is a loud sound, like the one the door makes when it's unlocking. I stand up and try to turn on the lights. No response. That's when I realize what is really going on: a power outage; My way out. Probably my only chance to escape.

"Toby," I say shaking him awake. "You have to hold on to mommy and do as I say okay?" He nods obviously confused and tired. I pick him up, grab his train and hand it to him. "Hold this tight."

I jerk the door open and start running. The way out comes back to me like muscle memory. I don't think we have much time before the power comes back on, or somebody finds out we're missing. We pass the dorm that I stayed when I first came here during the war. Toby is wide awake but quiet. A guard appears behind me, and I kick him in the gut since I'm still holding Toby; the guy falls, and I kick his head once more to knock him out. Once he's out, I grab his gun and continue running. I tighten my grip on my son and keep the gun pointing down. I run and see the dripping fountain in the distance, and I know we are close to the exit. I hear a gunshot. Two armed guards appear. The gun still feels cold in my hand, but I ignore that fact in order to protect my child and shoot the one closer to me on the foot, he collapses, and I shoot the other one. Miss. I'm a bit rusty, so I try again, hitting his arm, and he lets go of the gun. I shove him and get away. I spot the exit and run faster; when I'm almost out a guard appears and points a gun at me, and I notice I'm out of ammo, so I don't even think twice when I take Toby out of my arms and shield him with my body. Surprisingly the guard lowers his gun and drops it to the ground. He takes the protection mask off. No. It can't be.

"Tris?"

I'm in complete and utter shock as he approaches me and hugs me. Tears form in my eyes.

"Uriah, is it really you?"

"Yes," He says with a sad smile.

We hear more gunshots.

"Come on. Let's get moving," He says, and we start towards the door in an incredible speed. "We can catch up on the way back."

The wind hits my face in God knows how long, and I suddenly remember what it's like to be free again. Eventually, the gunshots fade in the distance. We stop so I can catch my breath behind an abandoned building. Toby can get heavy after a while, but at least he's managed to fall asleep. As I sit down, I notice Uriah's stare at me and him; one of confusement and disbelief.

"He's my son. Turned two a little while ago."

"Is he..." Uriah doesn't finish it. He doesn't have to.

"Yes, he's Four's." He smiles big. "But he has no idea. He doesn't even know I'm alive."

"Zeke doesn't know I'm alive either." He looks at his feet. "What's his name?"

"It's Toby."

"Clever Tris, very clever." He playfully shoves me. Finally, the Uriah I know and love.

"Can we go? I really want to get to Chicago." It feels so weird to actually mention the city; and for the first time in years, it doesn't feel so far away.

Uriah nods and we keep on going.

"How'd you get the guard suit?' I ask suddenly curious on how he managed to escape.

"Well, there were always a few people who came to bring me back to my cell at night, and I kept trying to get rid of them ever since everything started, but unfortunately always failed. I just never lost hope. Apparently one of the guards had hurt himself on the day before, and I managed to knock him out and steal his gun, which I used to get rid of the other security men. I locked them in my room and stole the men's uniform, then I snuck into their control room and cut all of the wires without anyone noticing."

"You were the person who cut the power?"

"Yeah."

"Maybe you are a little bit Erudite." He laughs.

"What did they do to you, Tris?" My eyes get teary again.

"They took me to a room where they experimented on me by making me watch Toby, Four and my family being ripped away from me and die. I also got shocked with frequency, and when I didn't do as David demanded, I wouldn't get dinner. But I had to be strong for Toby, so I did everything I could to be there for him." Images of the terrible things they put me through cross my mind and I choke before I can finish my thought.

"Hey, hey, we are good now. It's going to be alright. We are going home." He tries to comfort me and in a way, convince himself. He wraps an arm around my shoulder lightly touching Toby's hair.

We take this dark path, so David and his followers don't find us. At least, not that easily and walk for what seems like hours in a nice silence, free of simulations screams, and my own. We've both got a lot on our minds. We've both changed in there.

Finally, the fence appears in front of us, and I feel small smile make its way to my face, but it fades quickly.

"Freeze!" Someone shouts. I look alertly to the people in front of us they stand a few feet in front of Uriah and me with guns pointing at us. Chicago police. The black they wear signifies that there are still factions.

"Hold your fire! There is a toddler here!" Uri exclaims. They lower their weapons.

"Approach slowly." We do as we are told.

They get the faction and city file open.

"Are you outsiders?"

"No," We answer in unison.

"What are your factions?"

"We are both dauntless," They click on the Dauntless records.

"Your names?" The man asks.

"Tris Prior and Uriah Pedrad," Uriah says.

They press a few buttons and look at us in a suspicious way.

"You are liars. Tris and Uriah are listed as deceased."

"Well, we are right here in front of you," Uri says mockingly.

"The laws don't allow your entrance."

"We are clearly not dead. If you need any further proof, this child is two years old, and your documents surely show my death prior to his birth." I state.

They look at each other for a few seconds until one of them nods.

"I suppose the boy is from outside." I nod. "Is the father from Dauntless?"

"Yes, he is," I answer truthfully.

"Then you must catch the next train to the compound, talk to a leader and register the child."

"Thank you," Uriah says, and we enter the gate.

We walk a while in silence until we reach the tracks. Then we just wait.

The familiar roar starts to sound in the distance. The train is coming. I put Toby on piggyback. Uriah turns to me.

"You ready?" He asks.

"Have been for a long time," I say, and he smiles.

We start to run and pull ourselves in. I sit down in the corner of the train and sit Toby on my lap, curling him. He looks very confused but is dead silent.

I kiss his head and lull him to sleep, since it will be a while until we get there. Uriah sits next to me.

"Toby seems sweet," Uriah says. "And he looks a lot like Four."

"He is such a good boy," I run my hand through Toby's curls. "But looking at him can be so bittersweet at times." I sigh.

"I'm not even sad anymore; just angry at everything. How can someone do that? Especially to a little boy? If I had known about you and Toby, I'd have killed them!"

"You wouldn't have been able to do anything. I tried everything I could."

I watch the city pass by in front of me. Everything seems to be as it was before the war. The Ferris wheel appears in the background, and I genuinely smile as I remember that night. I look down at Toby and notice that he has held on to his toy train and think to myself that at least he has gotten to ride a real one like he's always wanted to, and I, fortunately, have been able to keep my promise to keep him safe. At least for now.

I find myself in thoughts about everything and nothing at the same time, and the train slows down and stops.

"We're here," I say in disbelief. Uriah smiles.

"We're home," he completes.

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