Tris:

Its been 4 days since my rescue and I'm still stuck in this stinky hospital bed. I'm supposedly being released this week, that is if my stomach can hold down an entire meal. My body has been rejecting the food they're giving me and the fluids they tried to give me to boost my health make me sick so…trying to get my weight back to a healthy number is quite difficult. It's extremely frustrating for someone like me to not be able to do things for myself. I hate being waited on hand and foot, it makes me feel like a weak invalid. Though lets face it, I am a weak invalid.

Tobias is practically lives here day and night, thanks to Johanna who has given him the next 2 weeks off. Johanna came to see me yesterday and asked me questions even though I said I wasn't ready to talk yet. She hasn't changed a bit. She's like a gentle thunderstorm with the occasional lightning strike. Really, the only person who hasn't visited me is Caleb. Although I have mixed feelings about seeing his face, a small part of me wishes that my last standing family member could be here, sitting by my side. But, I suppose that's what Tobias has become. He became my family the moment he said "I love you" on the train.

After my first night in the hospital (after my simulation episode) Tobias sat in my bed the entire day and all we did was talk and lie in each others arms. There were so many things to be said and stories to be told, we couldn't stop. It was mostly me asking questions about what happened when I "died" and what the new world looks like. Thank god Tobias knows that I'm not quite ready to talk about my 14 months of hell. So, I mostly talked about the rebels and what they wanted.

Now, Tobias and I sit side by side in my hospital bed. The room is dark, and so is the hospital as it gets ready for bed. Tobias finished his dinner within 10 minutes, and I at least managed to get down a roll, and an apple. He slightly traces his index finger up and down my arm, which sends shivers down my spine. I'm still not used to being touched this way. His touch reminds me of our first kiss, which makes me think of his fear landscape, and I have to ask.

"Tobias?" He looks down at me, his eyes a soft dark blue.

"Hm?"

"Have you gone into your fear landscape since I was gone?"

He takes a pause before replying, "Yes I have, actually. It was several months ago though. Why do you ask?"

I look back up at him. "Has it changed at all?" The curiosity is burning in my chest.

He slightly smiles and traces his fingers across my cheek and through my hair. Now I really can't breath. "Yes. Marcus is no longer in it." His voice sounds far away but I feel happy for him.

"Really?! That's amazing! But..you still have four fears?"

He nods his head. "I don't think I'll ever lose the fourth one."

"Can I ask what the fourth one changed to?" He immediately responds with an answer I was not expecting.

"You."

"Me?" I ask "But…I mean I...was dead, how can you fear losing me if I was already gone?"

"You were never gone, Tris. You were always with me no matter what I did or I where I'd go." He places his forehead against mine and I close my eyes, focusing on his breathing. "I never stopped loving you Tris. You were never dead to me."

My heart gives a huge smile that reaches to my face.

"I never stopped either." Tobias smiles and leans his lips in towards mine. They brush only for a second before we kiss. My heart flutters in my chest and I can hardly breath. It's our first kiss in over a year. I have waited so long for this moment, but never realizing how amazing it would feel. I feel as though I've fallen in love all over again.

Tobias:

My whole body bubbles with joy and love. She is here. She is real. And she is mine. We release, both of us slightly breathless. I place my hand behind her neck, and kiss her again this time more sure and with passion. I have wanted to do this the moment I knew she was awake and okay. But, I waited and waited for the right moment so that it didn't overwhelm her. Only in my dreams has this moment ever been so perfect. I'm about to kiss her again but then she smiles and stops me,

"I don't want to go too fast."

I nod, "Yeah, of course." And she lays her head back on my chest.

Soon, Tris is fast asleep after a long day of therapy and tests. I glance down at her while she sleeps on my chest. Her scars only enhance her beauty. I grasp her hands in mine. Her hands are exactly the same size as they were before but rougher. I fall asleep rubbing my thumb in slow circles over the palm of her hand.

Sorry it took a little longer than I wanted it to to update, but yay Fourtris moment! Again, thank you so much for your reviews and keep them coming! Where do you think this story should go? What do you think should happen next? Please give me your opinions!

-Madi ;)