Disclaimer: I do NOT own Divergent. That honor belongs to Veronica Roth. Thank you to all who are reading this story.

TRIS POV

I have only seen Tobias intoxicated one other time, when he was just our instructor. My feelings for him developing even back then.

He shuts the apartment door behind him and crosses the room to where I stand. Our mouths collide, his leaving mine to travel down my collarbone tracing the tattoos there. Slowly he lifts his head back up and looks into my eyes.

"Are you okay, Tris?"

Unable to get any words to move past the tip of my tongue, I shakily nod my head. I did say I want to start overcoming my fears.

He begins to slowly kiss along my neck and as he gets near to my chest a moan escapes from my throat. Embarrassment from the sound brings me back to the reality of the situation. Tobias steps back when he notices that my body is tense.

"Tris," he starts, his look a mixture of concern and hurt on his face. My fear has taken me over. Then the tears begin to fall down my cheeks.

"I…I'm sorry, I can't." I try to push past him but he grabs my arm.

"Don't be sorry..." I yank my arm from his grasp before he can finish. Embarrassment from the situation bubbles inside me once more and I run out of the apartment and into the one that Christina and I share.

I lock the door and let the tears flow freely knowing that Christina has gone to Will's for the evening. There is a knock on the door and Tobias' voice. "Tris, I'm sorry, please talk to me."

I know I am being childish, hiding from him but I don't want anyone to see me this way. I hear his footsteps as he gives up and walks away. I lean against the door and then sink to the floor letting my sobs consume me.

Sometime later, I found myself making my way to my room. How will I face him after acting so silly?

TOBIAS POV

I should have known better, I berate myself. She wasn't ready. I let the alcohol cloud my judgments and went for it anyways. The look of fear and embarrassment on her face hurt me more than when my fist collided with my wall after she refused to answer her door.

I need to talk with her, let her know that we are okay. I head to her apartment.

Christina, her hair makes it look like she was struck by lightning, answers the door with a yawn.

"Is Tris here?" I say looking away from her so as to not laugh.

"No," she says through another yawn, "She said something about getting a head start on today."

I mumble a 'thank you' and head off to the next logical place, the cafeteria.

Looking around I don't see her. Lynn saunters over to me. "She isn't here. By the way what did you guys get into a fight about?"

"Mind your own business, Lynn," I snap at her.

Lynn laughs, "You two were meant for each other. She said those exact words to me before she left a few minutes ago."

Without another word I turn on my heels and head towards the pit. As I enter I catch a glimpse of her hair as she walks through one of the doors.

I walk over to the office and peer through the window. She stands there with her back towards me. She awkwardly shakes hands with Dauntless ambassadors. This is where she will be working. They gesture her to sit down and it is when they move off to the side to allow her to pass that I see someone else sitting there. Peter. We must have seen him at the same time because as my body tenses up I see hers doing the same.

There is only one other chair so she has to sit next to Peter. Why is he even here? She straightens her posture and walks over to the chair with confidence. He is wearing a smug smile as he leans over and says something to her.

I get the sudden urge to burst into the room and break the ribs that Lynn had left intact.

Someone grabs my arm as I start to move towards the door. I wrench my arm from their grasp and turn around to see Zeke and an obviously hung-over Will standing there.

"We better get to work. We're going to be late," his eyes growing with concern as he looks at my face.

He's right, I think to myself. I don't need any more trouble with Max.

Lynn and Uriah come walking up. Uriah says hi to us as Lynn scoffs at me. The also enter the room where Tris is. I feel better knowing that she won't be stuck with just Peter. Zeke grabs my shoulders and steers me towards the control rooms.

I will have to talk to Tris later.