Hey guys! I was supposed to post this last week but got busy. It is actually on half of the chapter too. I wanted to at least get something posted now in case I don't finish typing this week. I have not typed the other half yet so I will just be making this chapter a shorter one. The plan is to finish the next chapter (the other half of this chapter originally) and also to make a Pinterest board for this story. Let me know if you would like that!

February 14th – Valentine's Day

TPOV

"Today has been so busy," I tell Four as I lock the front door, "Thank you again for helping me today. I don't know what I would have done since I let everyone off. I don't know what I was thinking doing that!"

"Anytime," he smiles at me, "I was just going to be hanging around the house today anyways."

Four and I have quickly become best friends again. I do have to say I still have my school girl crush on him… Well I'd say it is more than that actually. With him living with Zeke… it makes me more excited to see him.

"So… Any big plans tonight?" he asks as he pops one of the cake balls in his mouth.

"Probably go home, have a glass of wine and watch a sappy chick flick," I say.

"Whoa… What a night," he laughs, "Want some company?"

"Why not… But don't think you are going to get lucky at the end of the night," I smirk.

"I wouldn't dare," he laughs, "is my old room still available?"

"Hasn't changed since you left," I tell him.

…

"So… What movie am I going to fall asleep watching," Four asks as I put the DVD in.

"Dear John," I say and grin at him as I take my seat.

He glances at me with a half-smile.

"Really," he says.

"What?" I say back as I sit down beside him and grab the bowl of popcorn.

He smiles and just shakes his head at me. "I'm glad we can do this," I say as the previews play.

"Me too," he agrees and I nearly melt when his blue eyes look into mine.

FPOV

February 14th

"Me too," I tell her as the movie is about to start.

As we are watching the movie I catch myself watching Tris and her reactions to certain parts of this movie. I just want to wipe the tears that she silently lets stream down her cheeks.

How am I going to tell her? What will she think? Will she hate me then? Re-Enlisting is something I needed to do for myself… Will she understand that? I just got news that I will be deploying again soon as well… Maybe I should have told her that I reenlisted weeks ago… Then maybe she would have more time to deal with it. We have become closer than ever and this is the one thing I have not been able to tell her…

The movie ends and I don't know if Tris' tears now are happy or sad tears.

I reach up and wipe them away and pull her to me. She rests her head on me… I can't wait any longer. I have to at least tell her I re-enlisted… Here goes nothing.

"Tris… I…" I stutter with my words, "I have to tell you something."

She moves up where she is looking into my eyes with her tear stained ones.

"Yea," she says.

I look at her face for a minute trying to say what I want in the right words.

"You are starting to scare me…" she finally says.

"I re-enlisted," I finally blurt out not taking my eyes away from her face. I want to see what kind of reaction she makes.

At first she just looks at me like I have two heads but as quickly as she made the face she went blank, she unfolds her legs and gets up. She grabs the bowl of popcorn and the glass of wine that was half full. She turns the glass up and gulps the wine down as she walks to the kitchen.

She doesn't say anything. I see her dump the remainder of the popcorn in the garbage bag and put the bowl in the sink. She places both hands on the counter for support and looks towards the floor.

I walk to the kitchen to talk it over with her but she stops me as soon as I walk in.

"I just need a minute please Four… Just a minute," she tells me.

I decide to walk to my old room and take a shower. I want her to have all the time she needs.

I hate upsetting her… That's the last thing I want to do. I hope she will eventually understand that this is something I need to do for myself.

After I shower I throw on some basketball shorts and head back downstairs. Tris is sitting on the couch wrapped in a blanket while drinking another glass of wine while crying silently again.

"Tris," I say wanting to make sure she was ready to talk.

She quickly wipes her eyes, "I'm ok Four."

I sit down beside her and wipe the still falling tears off of her cheeks.

"You don't have to hide the fact that you are crying Tris," I tell her, "Can we talk about it?"

"There isn't much to talk about Four… You reenlisted… You could be deployed," she tells me.

I can't tell her yet… I can't tell her that I truly am getting deployed in about a month's time…

"I'm sorry if I hurt you by doing this Tris, I just…It's something I had to do for myself. I decided this when I was in Boston… I talked with Amar about it," I tell her.

It's hard to try to explain something to her that I can't explain to myself. I just know deep down I need to do this.

"I… I'm just worried about you Four," she says as she leans into me.

I wrap my arms around her and we sit together in silence for what seemed like hours.

The last I saw it was around midnight.

February 15th

TPOV

I wake up with a jolt. You know the dreams where you feel like you are falling off a cliff…

I quickly realize two things…

One I am not in my bed and two I am not sleeping alone. My head is lying on Four's chest as we are both lying on the couch. We much have fallen asleep her last night. I glance up at his perfect face through my bed hair. His shallow rhythmic breathing tells me he didn't wake up when I jolted awake. I smile while looking at him like this. He looks a lot younger when he sleeps.

I hate having to move but I really need to pee. I quickly but carefully untangle my body from his and attempt to get up. As I do his strong arms pull me back to his chest holding tight. I think he is still asleep.

"Four," I whisper to see.

He says nothing.

I try getting away again but he holds even tighter.

"Tris… Don't go… I love you," he says.

I freeze. Is he awake or asleep…? Oh my God… What do I do? He just said that he loved me… Asleep or not…

I turn my head slightly causing my hair to brush across his face.

He lets go to wipe his face and I quickly roll off of the couch. He is still asleep. He turns on his aide and I run up to my bedroom and shut my door.

My mind won't stop racing… I keep playing his words over and over in my mind. "Tris… Don't go… I love you"

Does he really love me?

Then I remember. He re-enlisted. I can't understand why he did it. Why hasn't he told me already? I am just worried about him.

I turn the bathwater on and let the water fill the tub. After I see the tub fill with hot water I start to get in. As I let myself sink down in to the tub I think of Jamie. I think about how nervous I was when he joined… I try to think about something else but I can't. Jamie's face keeps coming to mind.

I lay my head back and close my eyes. I feel my mind drifting in and out of consciousness.

I am back in the old hangout spot behind my house. I look around and smile at all of the good times we had in this place. We really did have fun. I walk around and clean it a little here and there. I turn to leave and there he is again. Jamie is standing there in his uniform. I drop whatever was in my hand.

"Hey there Sunshine," he says.

"Jamie," I whisper.

"It's me babe," he says and walks closer to me.
This is a dream… It has to be…

"How do you keep doing this?" I ask him.

"Doing what," he asks.

"Coming back here like this in my dreams? You seem so real… Why do you keep meeting me in here?" I ask.

"I can't explain all of the why's to you Tris, but as far as the why here… This is where it all started for us," he tells me and smiles.

It's hard for me to hold back the tears.

"I miss you so much…every day," I say taking a step closer to him. I just want to feel his touch again…Whether it be in a dream or not.

"I know you do," he says, "It looks like you are starting to move on… I am happy that you are Tris. I want you to be happy."

"It's so hard Jamie. I'm not supposed to feel like this for your best friend… It feels wrong but at the same time it feels right. If anything does happen between us… He re-enlisted. I don't think I can handle that again. I'm not strong enough for that," I say looking down at my hands.

I feel his hand touch my chin to get me to look at him. I naturally lean into his hand and savior his touch.

"Tris, you are one of the strongest people that I know. You are just scared and there is nothing wrong with that. It's very understandable considering what you had to go through. Tris, I'm sorry. I haven't been able to tell you that but I am," he says.

"Sorry for what," my eyes shoot to his.

"For leaving you... For making you have to deal with everything," he says.

"Don't be sorry Jamie's. Four is the one that helped me through it all… I wasn't alone in all of this even though sometimes I thought I was," I tell him.

"I now. I knew he would," he tells me, "Will you do me a favor? Will you tell him that I appreciate everything he has done? I could never thank him enough. He was there when I couldn't be."

"Of course," I tell him.

"You two take care of each other Tris. Both of you deserve happiness," he says.

"Don't go Jamie. I'm not ready for you to go," I beg him and grab his wrist.

"That's not up to us Tris. I have to go," he tells me.

"Ok," I finally say and hug him tight as he hugs me back.

"I will always be in your heart Tris. I will always love you," he tells me then kisses my head.

I watch him walk away from me again but it's hard.

A knock on the bathroom door wakes me.

"Tris," Four's voice comes through, "Are you ok in there? You have been in there for a while."

I can hear the concern in his voice.

"Umm… Yea, I'm fine. I'll be out shortly," I say.

Wow… I have been in here for a while. The water is freezing cold now. I quickly get out and wrap my robe around me.

I walk downstairs to find Four in the kitchen making coffee. He sees me and grabs two mugs from the cabinet.

"Good morning," he says.

"Morning," I say back as he hands me my coffee.

"So. I guess we both fell asleep on the couch last night," I say finally.

"Yea… I think so," he says.

You can feel the awkwardness.

I wonder if he remembers his dream and him telling me that he loved me.

"Did you sleep well? Have any good dreams," I ask. I want to see if he has any kind of reaction.
He glances up at me then quickly takes a sip of coffee. I think he remembers.

"I slept pretty well… Defiantly no nightmares," he laughs a little.

I smile thinking about my dream. Should I tell him about it?

"Umm… I had an interesting dream…" I say. Is interesting the right word? Probably not…

"Oh really," he says leaning against the counter.

"Jamie was there," I blurt out.

He stands there in silence and just looks at me.

"We talked about a lot," I tell him, "He did ask me to tell you something."

"How… What…," he shakes his head trying to let this information sink in, "What was the message?"

"He wanted to tell you thank you. He appreciates you being here for me when he couldn't be he said," I say.

He stands there thinking over what I just told him.

"What was it like? Having him in your dream and all," he asked, "Did it feel real?"

"Yes," I said quickly, "It was so surreal. I knew somehow that yes it was a dream but his touch felt so real. He talked with me about things going on in my life now."

"Do you think somehow that it was really him communication with you or all just imagination?" he asks me.

"Umm… I'm not positive but I want to believe that yes it was him communicating with me," I tell him.

He nods his head in understanding where I am coming from.

"You're lucky," he finally says.

"How so," I wonder.

"I would do just about anything to talk to him or my mom again. Even if it was just in a dream," he says.

His face shows sadness and all I want to do is comfort him… Should I though?

I quickly decide yes. He is my best friend. Of course I need to comfort him.

I walk around the counter and pull him into my embrace. I think I caught him off guard at first. I think being comforted is not something that he is used to.

He eventually holds me as well. My head is leaning against his bare chest again…

I inhale his scent and it gives me goosebumps.

"So what are your plans for tonight," he asks me and pulls back a little waiting for my answer.

"Umm… I don't guess I have any plans," I say back.

"How about we have a cookout or something here? If that's ok with you of course, I will help cook… We can grill if you want," he tells me.

"That sounds fun. I'll go call Christina. Why don't you let the guys know and I'll let the girls know," I tell him.

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