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Chapter 10

I hated watching Tris leave me, walking out the door with Robert. The thoughts of him taking her home, will she allow him to hug her, to hold her hand, when they are behind close doors. She said that she would talk to Robert. That she would end things. What if he gets upset? What if he hurts her? There are no words for what I would do to Robert or anyone else that hurts Tris. I won't allow it, not again. I have to believe that since we are back in Abnegation, Robert will respect the law that Abnegation live by. But until I see her again, I won't breath easy. So until then the count down begins just another two days and three nights.

I peel myself from the floor having no other choice but to face the sector for what it is. I have to make it home, shower, and change. Erica is expecting me in a few hours, and I can't give her a reason to start suspecting me. Especially after she knew I have spent the day with Tris. Alone. Odds are, she will be more on edge tonight. I have to be on my game not to mention I have to snoop around see if I can find anything.

I decide my best bet is to not be late, but get there early. After showering, I dress in dark gray jeans and light gray t-shirt and grab my coat. Really miss my old cloths. I rush out the door and head toward Erica's house, doesn't take long of course only right down the street.

On the first knock she answers the door. She is wearing a gray dress, and her hair in a bun. She smiles brightly at me, like she has been waiting all day just for this moment. I wish I could say how bad I feel that I don't return that feeling. But to be honest I am trying as hard as I can to take my own advice for once and keep my mouth shut. For the first time since I arrived back here, I really miss that annoying, big mouth, Candor.

"Hey, I hope it's ok for my early arrival. I couldn't wait to be in your presence." Was that wording right?

"Tobias, of course it is. You never have to knock, you know that." She says smiling like it's Christmas morning and she just saw her present. Good thing I don't have a bow or she will try and unwrap me.

She steps aside and allows me to walk in, once I am in she softly closes the door behind me.

"Can I take your coat?" She ask and I do hand over my coat.

"May I help you with anything?" I ask, hoping she says no. I need to look around and her cooking will keep her occupied from catching me. I excuse myself politely using the excuse of needing to use the bathroom. I know that I have no time to waste I take the steps two at a time again trying to save myself the few seconds. I open the first door on the left, the spare room. It's bare. I go the door across, the master bedroom. I take a step in closing the door silently as I can. I open drawers, ignoring the fear of being caught. The top drawer has nothing but famine garments, which I try to ignore. The next one down has night gowns, and shirts. The last one is nothing but jeans and shorts. I checked between clothing just encase and come up empty. I walk towards her desk. Coming up empty. Feeling frustrated. I walk towards the closet, slowly sliding the door open. I look between clothing, on the racks. Nothing. Damn it. But then when I am about to give up, I see something white sheet looking peeking from under her pillow. I close the closet door and walk towards her bed, pulling what caught my eye from the closet. My stomach starts to churn at the images in my hand. Here in my hand are more photos, but this time they are just me. I flip through them taking in the images... The first one isn't so bad, I'm walking down the street of Abnegation, hand in my pockets, looking straight ahead. No big deal. But then the next one was of my in my house, shirtless. The next I'm asleep in my bed, the image in up close. The next I'm in my kitchen in my boxers drinking out of a glass. The violations just keep piling up. There must be twenty different images, and here they are under her pillow. What does she do, look at them every night? I'm hoping that is all she does, but something tells me Erica is really sick in the head. I know I should be getting back down stairs. It's been too long already. I place the photos back where I found them and try to ignore the nauseating that threatens me. I walk to the bathroom at the end of the hall, trying to be quiet as I can, and flushing the toilet. I take a quick look at the bathroom, while running the water for sound effect. To my surprise, there is a lot of makeup in the drawers and even a razor. Abnegation women are forbidden to wear makeup and even shave their legs. Such things are considered vanity for both women and even their men. The only time gender allowed to shave are the men, and that's only to be used on their face. Damn Abnegation rules!

"Tobias, sweetheart are you alright?" I hear Erica calling out for me.

"Yes, I am fine. I will be right down." I answer back. Damn no more time. I walk out of the bathroom and make my way down. When I finally take the last step I almost take down Erica, I didn't realize she was at the foot of the stairs watching me, waiting for me. I apologize to her immediate for my callousness. Of course she accepts it, and take my hand to guide me to the dinning table. The food she prepared is waiting for us, and I cringe at the site. Chicken again. I hold out a chair for her and then slide into mine right across from hers. We then serve each other and thank thee for thee company. It takes everything I have to hold back my true feelings... Thanking her for her company? Like I am so grateful? I'll be grateful when she is gone, and I can be with Tris once and for all.

My thoughts wonder as I take a bite of this boring, and tasteless food. I think back to the events that happened just hours ago with Tris. Her lips, her hands, the feelings behind it all. So overwhelming, so much love and passion in our actions. I know that Tris and I always shared a special connection. From the moment I helped her out of the Dauntless net, to the moment of our first kiss and it grew stronger over time. It grew so strong that our passion exploded between us, overwhelming our senses, leaving us to give ourselves to each other for the first time. I the sensations of being with her, making love to her, I never knew such emotions could be so... I can't even form the words in my head to express that night. Kissing Tris again this after noon, I expected for that connection to start over again, to restart from square one, instead it was like it never stopped. The connection never died, and it appeared that Tris felt it just as strong as I was.

I am trying so hard to focus on the chatter coming from Erica, but I my thoughts are captured by Tris' spell. I look straight ahead and nod my head in returning to Erica just keeps talking. I chew mindlessly not paying attention to what is on my fork, is it a piece of the chicken, rice, the peas. I don't know. My mind is too consumed on Tris.

The possibilities are endless for us. Will we choose to stay here in Abnegation? Will we try and rejoin Dauntless? Would we go factionless? No, on second thought living factionless is defiantly not the way to go. That would be left the last resort for us, our children will never have a chance there. Crap, did I really just go there. Our children? Tris and I never spoke about having kids, honestly the thought never crossed my mind until I met her. After experiencing Marcus, I never thought I would ever have the chance at love. I thought I was too broken, too damaged. But Tris wouldn't have that, she showed me how to love, how to heal, and how to move on. Until that night I shared with Tris, I could see us being married one day, having a place of our own, being in a place where we no longer had to carry weapons instead we could use our words to correct the wrong, for the one day where Tris would carry our children in her swollen stomach. I lost all hope that night in the morgue, my worst fear finally came true. I lost her. I lost everything along with her. Now possibilities are endless, I have her back. I'll be damned if I allow this Bitch to take it all away from us again. I have a mission. I'm hopeful it will be our last mission before happily ever after. It's with that thought and hope that forces me to get my mind back on track. I just need to figure out the connection to her and Marcus. Also how involved is David?

"And she said that she saw the cat running..." I finally tone in to her words, but I cut her off before I can make out the conversation.

"Erica may I ask you something?" I ask leaning forward into the table.

"Of course, Tobias." She says with a smile. She licks her lips, but it does nothing to me like she intends to.

"What is the rush on our marriage ceremony?" I ask.

"Will Marcus proposed that our new leader should be wed before taking his position. Don't you remember?" She questions.

"Must have slipped my mind. Is that the reason why we are being wed? Is being married to a leader something that you wanted? Or does this have to do more with Beatrice Prior?" I ask tilting my head watching her reactions to my questions. The mentioning of Tris' name has her expression shift slightly to anger. But she recovers quickly, but not fast enough for me to not notice.

"Tobias, what are you talking about? You know I have always held deep feelings for you. I just want to do what is right for you and your dreams." Mmhmmm my dreams.

"Dreams, and what are my dreams?" I ask wanting to see how this plays out.

"Well to be happy of course. You want be a leader, take over your father retires. You said you wanted a strong and capable woman by yourself when the time comes. Along with having children in the future." She answered. Got her.

"Leader? I never wanted to be leader, and I sure as hell would never want to follow a monstrous man like Marcus. As for a wife and children..." A chuckle escapes me at the thought. "I never saw the need for them." She tries to interrupt me but I don't let her. "Not until I met Tris... Beatrice. So I'm going to ask you. What is your connection to Marcus? Don't lie to me." I glare at her using my Four mask and tone.

"Tobias, really what are you talking about? What connection? And What does this have to do with Marcus?" She says trying to act innocent, but she doesn't fool me.

"Stop playing these games, NITA!" I say revealing her true identity. Her expression changes into shock when I almost scream her real name.

"How... you know?" She says finally not denying.

"I know. I remember it all. Now tell me what the hell is going on." I demand.

"Tobias-" I cut her off.

"Don't call me that. You have no right." I clench my jaw tight.

"Four." She admits.

"What is all this some kind of game? Where is David in all this?" I say trying to control myself.

"I saw the way you and Tris were... you were hurt, but ready to move on when you thought something was happening between her and Mathew. So I..." I try to understand her what she is getting at but I can't follow.

I know the moment that she is pointing out. After my help in hand with Nita's plan, things went out of control. Taking what David said to heart, I was "genetically damaged." I know I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, I started to pull away from Tris. Feeling like I had something to prove. I was left vulnerable to the wrong person, falling into her trap. Only made things worst for Tris and I, things got so out of control that Tris demanded for a break to figure things out. During that time I witness a connection starting to form between her and Mathew and I honestly thought she was going to leave me in the end for Mathew. I wouldn't have blamed her, the way I was being... She deserved better than what I could offer her. Someone that could love her and in return be loved by her, without ever once having the fear of one day becoming a monster and harming her one day. I never understood how she found it in her heart to forgive me.

She spoke about if we were to stay together that there will be many times that we will probably have to forgive each other again and again. But then she said the words that sent chills up my spine, I feared the words that came out. Scared to know where they were heading.

"So forgiveness isn't the point. What I really should have been trying to figure out is whether we were still good for each other or not."

"And?" I asked her, my voice and body feared her answer. Not ready to lose her once and for all.

"I think you're still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me." She said with a teasing smirk.

"I am." I was so shocked by her words that I was frozen until I felt her hands crawl up my chest and behind my neck and she stood on her tip toes to crush her lips on mine.

Quoted from Allegiant book Pages 371 and 372

"So you what Nita?" I asked her.

"I made a deal with David. I handed over the plan or both your mission in return he promised me this." She says waving her hands in the air. She takes in a much deeper breath and lets it out.

"And what is this?" I ask.

"David was experimenting on alternative universes and worlds. This was my reward. He was to wipe out everyone's memories but mine. He promised me a world where you and Tris are non existent. A world were I am the center of your universe." She says waving he hands in the air. This really is a game to her.

Stay tuned for part two!