Author's Note: Sorry for not updating as promised yesterday, I am currently busy with finishing all my school holiday homework As school holiday ends in Australia and school begins in three days (ugh, FML) …this chapter won't be that long, sorry guys!

Tobias P.O.V

This is my third year of training initiates, and it's just become an endless routine every year. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy being an instructor but I never really cared too much about the Dauntless initiates, they just come and go. Then why the hell am I stopping Peter from throwing punches and kicking Tris? Ever since she has come in the picture, I feel like I recognize her and know whom she is. Or knew her. But I can't picture as to how this could be possible.

Before I realized my actions, I marched up to Peter and scolded him, "IF YOU ARE TOLD TO STOP, YOU DON'T KEEP GOING! UNDERSTAND?" and jabbed my finger at his chest quite roughly. A lot of teasing and harsh banters happen between initiates especially when it comes to the ranking, friendships get torn apart and betrayal happens. The pressure this year is even worse, considering that any mishaps and mistakes throughout the week places you in a possibility to become Factionless.

Everyone else has left the room by now, and I crouched down and stared at Tris for a few seconds. Taking in her appearance, and her subtle beauty that doesn't aspire to be noticed but when you do notice it…you will never forget how beautiful she is. I cleared my throat and asked, "Can you get up at all?" She lifted her arm off her eyes and squinted as she looked up at me. "Um…yeah give me one second." Not wanting to offend her and imply about her currently weak state, I let her get up onto her two feet ready to catch her knowing she would fall. And she did.

For a brief second, I felt how pleasant and comforting her body is against mine. How her petite and small frame situated well in my arms and how I can wrap my arms around her, protecting her from the dangers of the outside world. We argued for a few minutes but she gave in eventually as I pointed out that allowing her to walk or crawl in her state would take us an hour to even get halfway across to the bench.

Once I placed her as securely as possible on the bench allowing her to lean against the table, to hold herself upright. I opened the box of first aid kit that just had about everything you could possibly need in case of an emergency. Dauntless faction has this practically in every single room they could put it in, knowing that our desire for adventure and bravery can cost us several injuries or even our lives. As I treated her wounds there was a silence between us but it wasn't awkward at all. She got hit pretty badly, and her knuckles were scraped so badly parts of her skin formed blisters. An angelic voice brought me out of my thoughts as she asked, "Why did you stop him? Isn't the point to practically knock the opponent out?" I chose not to answer that. I didn't even know why I did it, it was a fairly impulsive move for me. It's not in my nature, I go through the motions and prefer to think things through logically and orderly. But not when it comes to Tris. And, I don't know why.

A part of me wanted to mention to her that she didn't need to hold her pain back, that it's okay to show her pain. But I chose to just keep my lips closed and focus on treating her numerous injuries. Reaching to her ankle, I looked through the box and realized that the roll of gauze has been used already. I stood up and wiped my hands down my pants. "Wait here for a minute, I need to get some gauze to wrap around your ankle. Don't move!" and I was just suppose to pat her shoulder for a brief second but I started making circular motions on her shoulder trying to tell her that she is going to be okay. That I won't let anything happen to her. As I extended my arm out to open the door, I turned around and openly admitted to her, "I didn't want to see you getting hurt." And that's the complete truth.

"Shit!" I mumbled to myself as I walked down the corridors towards the infirmary. Four, you are her instructor what do you think you are doing? I probably scared her off by now, and she will probably…I don't even know. I am so tempted to jump off the chasm by now in humiliation or probably smack my forehead against the lonesome walls of the Dauntless rooms. Well done, Four.

Authors Note (again) : Oh god guys, I have never written a male P.O.V in the past let alone Four's character :S. I am sorry guys if it doesn't sound like something Four would think or say but I tried my very best! I hope you guys still enjoyed this chapter let me know what you think?

To: Carney Allgood

Thanks so much! I am glad you like it and it's a relief to hear from you that I can write through Tris' P.O.V, I will try to update as frequently as I can, thanks!

To: TobiasEverdeenJackson22456

I will definitely do that, sorry the last time I have read divergent was about two years ago and I know it shouldn't be an excuse and I should still know the character details Thanks for pointing that out! I will correct it somehow in the next chapters along, and I'll update as frequent as possible :D thanks for the feedback! Appreciate it xxx