A/N I DON'T OWN DIVERGENT!
I wake up the next morning feeling a little better that Tris's is out of the woods that she will be okay. The first thing I do automatically is call the hospital find out how she is doing. Then I throw on some gym clothes I want to go work out at the Chicago PD gym do some fighting against a bag, and then target practice with the guns practice. I need to develop a plan to destroy Peter Marshall using the letter of the law; unless he comes near Tris again then he will feel the power of my fists as they break his jaw and beyond. I start off just sparing against the bag using just my hands in till my knuckles spilt and are bleeding. I keep going imaging that bastard is the bag and I keep getting mental images of him beating up her god know how many times. With one final kick the bag comes flying down from its chain hitting the floor with a loud crash. Everyone around me just stares the Chicago PD prodigy has broken one of the fighting bags. Will comes up to me while everyone else just stares in amazement at what the hell happen just now.
"Dude, are you okay? You just broke a bag and the chains were brand new?"
"Yeah, remember the night we went to the pit the waitress we had Tris?"
"The small blonde one who was walking around kind of funny like every step hurt."
"Yeah, Zeke and I got called to the scene a few days ago. She was beaten and raped into coma by her boyfriend."
"Are you kidding? Will she be okay?"
"The doctors say she's out of the woods, but has a long road ahead."
"It's horrible I understand, but why are you so upset that you destroyed a bag."
Then Will sees it just a second in his eyes, and he realizes he cares for Tris.
"Man. You like her. Christina thought she saw you staring at her and the way you spoke to her that she was different. Can I do anything to help?"
"No, Monday I am going to go over the statements see what can be done about pressing charges. We need her statement to make it stick though."
"Let me know if you need any help. I am there for you. Why don't you come by for dinner tomorrow night? Christina would love to see you."
"I will let you know."
He then goes to the target practice and for the next forty-five minutes does target practice hitting the center every time imagining its Peter's face.
He showers and leaves and heads right to the hospital knowing visiting hours have started and he can't wait to see her. He rushes upstairs and a nurse recognizes him and calls out right away.
"Detective Eaton Please wait a minute!"
He stops and turns around and waits for the nurse to come over. We tried to call you several times this morning but the voicemail picked up instead."
"What is it?" He begins to panic that something is wrong something happen to her.
"The doctor will be here in a minute he wants to speak to you himself."
He paces up and down the ICU waiting room feeling a mixture of panic and anger bubbling up when he is about to punch a hole in the wall of the waiting room the doctor finally shows up.
"Good Afternoon, Detective Eaton."
"Let's cut to the chase why were you trying to call me, and why can I not see her." He hands were balled into fists trying to control his anger.
" I wanted to let you know that we decided it was time to bring her out of the medically induced coma because her body was responding so well to treatment. And to let you know she is doing far better already then we expected. She is speaking to a therapist at the moment because when she came out she was quite scared and frightened especially by too or any many male figures in the room. "
"Okay Thank You doctor. Can I see her now?"
"Yes she is resting the therapist left; we have a counselor from the Abnegation Women in crisis center coming later to speak to her as well. She may be a little scared because like I said male figures are making her uncomfortable which is common after what she been through. That young woman is a fighter"
"Yes she is!"
He sits down for a minute after the doctor left and a mixture of fear, happiness, and panic all wash across him. How will she react if he comes in there will she be happy, mad, scared. He feels like he knows her, but he doesn't he poured so much of himself out to her while she was in a coma and she won't know it. So many times he touched her hand, forehead, head, called her honey, and beautiful and now he can't. He gives himself a mental slapping, yells at himself to get it together and then slowly walks towards the door.
He opens the door slowly to see she is sleeping like an angel. When she hears the door open her eyes flutter open and she stiffens for a second in till she recognizes it's Four.
"Hi Sleeping Beauty. You decided to wake up?"
Her voice is strained and tight from the bruising around her throat. "Hi"
He had gone down right after he heard she was awake to buy her more flowers to go with the peonies. This time they were a mixture of orange tiger lilies, yellow daisies, white roses, yellow roses, and some type of greenery. He wanted her to have some brightness in the drab room and to think of him. I brought you so more flowers for you to have. He reaches over and gives them to her
"You did thank you! They are beautiful and smell amazing! Which other ones did you get me?"
She had a bouquet from the people at the pit when Shauna told them what happen, ones from Shauna, and Zeke also had got her some when they visited. He points to the ones by the bed
"The Peonies I love them they were my favorite I was just too embarrassed to say."
He smiles and says "I am glad you like them so much."
"The nurses told me you been coming here staying with me for hours every day. That's so nice of you."
He begins to move in closer to sit near her and he sees her physically freeze up and stiffen. Right away he notices and says
"Tris, I know you are scared after everything you been through. I promise you I won't hurt you I just want to be your friend. I was so worried about you."
He takes slow steps like he is approaching a wounded bird. He slowly sits making sure not to bend down and kiss her head, or touch her hand which is his now usual reflex when he is here.
"How do you feel?"
"Just grateful I am alive I guess."
"How do you really feel?"
"I am in pain my head hurts, my throat hurts, everything. The doctors tried to explain what happen. I just couldn't focus after I heard he raped me again while I was barely breathing."
His whole body tightens when he hears the word again after rape. He begins to think how many times this bastard abused her then rape her. When he is about to ask the question he hears cries and sobbing come from her direction.
Then her body began to become overcome with sobs racking her whole body. Her crying saying "why didn't I just die then and save me from this."
He gets up quickly and envelops her in his arms while she cries into his shirt. He makes soothing sounds and just lets her cry knowing she needs to get this out not be cuddled by him and told it will all be okay. He knows it won't be for a long time
After a half hour or so she comes down hiccupping and wheezing right away he grabs water for her to drink and puts her back against the pillows.
As she rubs her throat she croaks "Thank You. I am sure it's not fun being here or looking at me like this I am a hideous monster."
"You are beautiful Tris, no matter what you look like."
She feels herself blush under the bruises on her face.
She takes a deep breath and asks the important questions that's been nagging her all morning
"What happen to Peter?"
"Right now we are gathering evidence against him getting statements from neighbors about what they heard and saw. Eventually when you are up to it we will need yours and then we can bring him in and charge him."
He sees her get scared and stiffens up then in a whisper says "What happens if he comes back and finishes what he started. "
He moves towards the bed and wipes some of the tears falling from her face and says "I won't let that happen I promise you. I will kill him myself before I let him hurt you again."
He sees her starting to fall asleep and just sits there rubbing her hand as he watches for a little while. When he leaves he kisses her head and says "Good night, beautiful I will be back later.'
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