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Tobias Doesn't

Tobias doesn't show any fear in his expression - he never does. But I can feel his muscles tense as his hands slips into mine, and I feel like I'm his anchor, tying him down to reality. I think about how to him this must feel like a nightmare. So real and devastating it's become surreal.

Marcus' eyes study us as we walk through the door, his gaze purely scientific. He looks at us like we're variables, and he can just plug in numbers to make sense of us.

Peter is silent as he sits on the bed, obviously healed, thanks to the amazing hospitals in Amity. They have the best doctors, Caleb always told me growing up. I try to comprehend the blankness of Peter's expression, but he's utterly unreadable. There's something different about him, something unhinged and dangerous. But there's also something else about him since he's been here, something that he hasn't been doing.

He hasn't been tormenting me.

Peter hasn't called me "Stiff" since we were back in the Dauntless compound, he hasn't given me any dirty looks, and he hasn't even attempted some low-key pranks. I at least expected to make some comment about me and Tobias, but he hasn't granted me that relief either. He has been avoiding me - or avoiding me as much as he can in our small space.

I don't think Peter has changed, but his change in demeanor is notable. I don't know what it means, but it feels dangerous.

I don't like this - I don't like having two too many enemies in my company, but I'd rather have them both in my sight than sneaking past my peripheral vision.

Tobias won't speak to Marcus, won't look at his father, unless it's absolutely necessary to speak to him directly. Like at dinner, when he asked Marcus brusquely to "pass the salt."

So when Marcus approaches me, a glimmer of something uncertain in his eyes, I blanch.

Tobias has gone to bring back some food, which he was nervous about doing in the first place, but I eventually convinced him I would be fine with Caleb here. When he suggested it, he trailed off, not wanting to leave me alone with his father and Peter.

"He wants you for something," Tobias muttered.

"I know."

He cupped my face in his hands, brought his lips to my ear."I don't want anything to happen to you."

"I know," I told him rigidly. I balled my hands in fists, so he wouldn't see how much they were shaking. I didn't want to be left with them, either.

"I could take you with me," he suggested.

I shook my head. "Caleb's been here all day with them; he must be lonely."

He smiled, and his words reminded me of Christina's. With his index finger, he tapped the tip of my nose. "Your Abnegation is showing."

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