Four woke up to stiff shoulders and a cold space where Tris had been. He hoped she just went to the bathroom and nothing else was happening with her. He stood up and wandered through the houses that were connected together. He saw so many factionless sleeping or eating breakfast, he was still surprised at the sheer number of them.
As he was wandering around he heard voices and recognized one of them at Tris'. The other voice was Evelyn's and he crept closer to listen to their conversation. He heard Evelyn talking about Tris' father and wanted to jump in to stop her but waited to see how Tris would handle it.
"I'm sorry Beatrice, I didn't mean to reopen closing wounds." He heard the false sincerity in Evelyn's voice and knew it wouldn't get past Tris. Just as he suspected, she knew exactly how Evelyn was trying to manipulate her and didn't put up with it. A smile crossed his face at the bite that was in Tris' voice.
"Yes you did Evelyn. Listen carefully, I'm not stupid. I can see that you are trying to use him and I'll tell him, don't doubt me, although I'm sure he's figured it out already." He heard Evelyn move and assumed she was stepping closer to Tris to intimidate her with her height, little did she know Tris wasn't intimidated by much.
"My dear girl," Evelyn said, "I am his family. I am permanent. You are only temporary." Four turned and walked away, wondering at what point Evelyn assumed she was permanent in his life. He didn't see her as family, he hadn't in years and especially not since he found out she abandoned him. Four walked slowly outside for a while to clear his head, trying to figure out if he should tell Tris what he heard and reassure her she was permanent in his life. He had no idea how they got to this place, so many secrets being kept on both sides.
He finally wandered back toward the house and took a shower. He found a black shirt, unable to wear that Amity one any longer. He had worn black for two years of his life and any other color seemed ridiculous. He also liked how black let him blend into his surroundings better. He decided it was time to find Tris and as he exited the bathroom, he saw her across the room. His eyes met with hers and his mind flashed back to the first day he saw them. The grey eyes piercing his the same way as he lifted her from the net, it seemed like a lifetime ago. He wanted that simple life back, wanted to grab her and run back to the compound and tuck themselves away where no one could find or hurt them.
She joined him at the doors and he turns to her, "Here we go," he says as he grabs her hand and walks out of the compound, toward Candor. He still hasn't told her about the conversation he had with Evelyn last night and he isn't sure when he can. He wants to tell her it all but doesn't want anyone to over hear. He plans on finding a way to bring Evelyn down.
They approach the Candor headquarters and pause at the large glass doors, Four unsure of what he will find behind them. He has survived so many different situations in the past week his head was spinning, unsure of who to trust. As they walk in, he notices the lobby is large, covered in black and white, and sees the Dauntless guards standing around. Immediately he regrets entering without surveilling it first.
The guards notice both of them enter and a girl walks over to them, pointing her gun at Four's chest. He realizes she wasn't young enough to recognize him but he's glad he wore black.
"Identify yourselves," she says roughly while training the gun at both of them. Four makes sure it is centered on him and not Tris. He can see the other guards behind the girl recognize him, he was somewhat famous in Dauntless but not enough to be welcomed very warmly here apparently.
"My name is Four. This is Tris, we are both Dauntless." The names must have been something they were waiting for because as he says them, her eyes widen and she turns to the others. "Some help here?" Four isn't sure what is happening until they are surrounded and he realizes they were probably said to be dangerous to the other Dauntless.
"Is there a problem?" he asks. He can't defend both he and Tris against this many as he knows Tris won't touch a gun.
"Are you armed?" the girl asks and Four laughs. What type of question is that, especially coming from a fellow Dauntless. He was always armed as they were taught in training.
"Of course I'm armed. I'm Dauntless aren't I?" She glares back at him. She did not like being mocked.
"Stand with your hands behind your head." She yells it at them as if they are going to fight them. Four wonders who this girl was, she seemed too dumb to be Dauntless. He assumes she is just nervous and trying to put on a false front.
"We walked through the front door, you think we would have done that if we were here to hurt you?" Tris snaps. Four wants to grab her and tell her to be quiet but he can't move without provoking these people so he just taps the back of his head with his fingertips hoping she will see he wants her to follow directions. They have to cooperate and go along with these Dauntless and find a way to escape later. He was so foolish to bring Tris here without knowing what side they were on. His need to get away from Evelyn blinded his judgment and he just hoped Tris didn't suffer for it.
She must have done it because he feels a Dauntless soldier pat down his legs as he removes the gun tucked in his waistband. He sees another boy approach Tris and gives the boy a stern look as he passes, conveying to him if he puts his hands on her inappropriately that will be the last time he uses those hands. The boy must have gotten the message because he hears him squeak to Tris, "I'm sorry."
Tris also warns him, "I have a knife in my back pocket. Put your hands on me the wrong way and you will regret it." Four smirks, loving the fire that has reentered Tris' body. He wondered who would get to the boy faster, him or Tris? Before he can imagine that scenario, he realizes they are being led somewhere. Four needs to know where they are going and what is going to happen to them. He assumes they won't tell him but it's worth a shot.
"What's happening?
The first soldier looks at the others before answering, "We were instructed to arrest you upon your arrival." Four's stomach drops, assuming the worst.