I honestly don't know what to say except thank you for your patience! My computer crashed and it took 2 months for me to get another. And after I got a new one, I just couldn't decide what i wanted the next chapter to be. And for that i am sorry. Please R & R and don't hesitate to tell me of any suggestions you might have! Again, thank you for your patience and enjoy!

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3rd Person POV

They stared at the monitor deep in thought, their minds racing.

"They can bring us back." Uriah said in a low whisper. Everyone continued to stare blankly. Marlene sat down processing the information. She was confused but happy. She was happy for Tris and Uriah but what did this mean for her. She just got him back. Her heart wants him to be happy but doesn't she deserve it too? Uriah stood up, his soft lips curving into the smile she knows and loves. Uriah hasn't completely understood that Marlene would not be joining him. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by sobs.

"He's gone." Tris stuttered, "Who cares if I get to go back, he's gone! It's all gone."

"Tris, it will be alright." Will said attempting to comfort her.

She hit his hand away and Will looked at her, taken aback. Tris is always so calm; she doesn't try to hurt her friends. She stood up her eyes so watery you could hardly see the grayish blue color. "We don't know that. No one knows that! I am tired of everyone saying it's going to be okay, because you know what it's not. Not everything is okay, nothing for us every works out. Why can't you all just get it through your thick, overly positive skulls, its not going to be aright! Tris yelled, her voice caring a type of vulnerability that until now she has never showed.

Marlene and Uriah stared at each other in silence, the way one normally does after being yelled at. For a few seconds Tris just stood there, her tears rolling down her cheeks. Will was the first to say something. "There could be a cure Tris, there might be a way."

"You know damn well there is no cure Will! If there were, the Erudite would have found it by now. Come on Will even for a Erudite transfer you are smarter than that." Tris huffed. "Just leave me alone." She said and walked away.

They all watched her go until they couldn't see her anymore.

"Did I miss something?" a girls voice said from behind them. Marlene turned around, and when noticing the girl she squealed.

"They think they can what!" Zeke said

"It might be possible to bring them back. They haven't told me all the details, but what's important is that there is hope." Christina said smiling.

"Four…" Zeke whispered. "It doesn't matter for him anymore. He lost his memories; he lost everything." Zeke said quietly. If he had only held out a little longer maybe he wouldn't have done this. He would have remembered everything, Tris, Christina… and Zeke. Zeke suddenly overcome with anger yelled out in frustration. I did this! Zeke thought. Zeke began blaming himself. It was his cruelty that pushed him over the edge.

Regret. Zeke was now plagued with an endless amount of regret. The good times Zeke and Four shared are forever lost. Only Zeke could recall them now. Zeke sat down remembering the day they met.

Zeke POV

"What's your name stiff." Amar asked the transfer. Mr. Abnegation was the last jumper and a stiff, I could already tell the difficulty he was going to face during initiation.

The transfer remained quiet, not answering Amar.

"You know kid, you may choose a new name if you hate your old one that much." Amar said. Amar, joking around, hit the stiff's shoulder lightly trying to get him to talk.

"Damn Zeke, this stiff is uptight. Someone's gotta tell him to loosen up." I laughed quietly at Shauna's comment. "And it wouldn't hurt if he ate some food too." She added.

Shauna was right this transfer was uptight and small, but he looked tortured. His face displayed no emotion. Shauna continued to make more jokes about the kid's appearance, but I couldn't help but think there was something he was hiding.

Amar breathed out heavily before saying, "Alright. Last jumper..." He looked at the transfer one last time hoping he would give him a name, but again he did not. Amar looked away and said, "Stiff."

The dauntless borns began to laugh that the "stiff's" unfortunate name.

"You too shy to speak stiff." Lauren said

"Maybe he is just a coward, after all he did jump last." Said a Erudite transfer. I believe his name was Eric.

"Do they not feed them over at Abnegation? The kid looks like a damn twig" Shauna said.

"A cute twig." Another girl added.

"ENOUGH!" Yelled Amar. All the talking and laughter ceased. Max, one of the dauntless leaders, watched in pure amusement. "Now dauntless borns on the left and transfers on the right!"

It was already lunchtime and the transfers, delayed by the tour of the compound, have yet to arrive. I was sitting with Shauna, Lauren and Amar.

"Zeke, what do you think about the stiff." Lauren asked.

"He seems like a nice kid." I said quickly, shifting my gaze to Amar. "Amar, my man, how would like to ditch the transfers and train us dauntless born?" I asked.

"Yeah! I'm sure Max would much rather train the transfers anyway. Were already so good that were making him bored." Shauna added. Amar, arms crossed over his chest, looked at us with an amused look on his face.

"As much as it pains me not being able to train you Mr. Pedrad –''

"I know! I am just such a joy to be around." I said grinning.

"Glad your being modest Zeke." Lauren said, causing Shauna to chuckle.

"Hey, some people just can't resist all of this." I said, looking myself up and down.

Shauna and Lauren rolled their eyes while Amar huffed, "Yeah so irresistible." After talking a sip of his water Amar said, "But, I will admit, I have a certain 'attachment' to this years transfers."

"Meaning, you're curious about the stiff." Shauna said annoyed.

"Whose curious about me?" All four of us looked up to see the stiff standing right behind us. He held a tray of food in his hands and had the same emotionless expression plastered across his face.

I stood up, taking his tray and placing it next to mine. Resting my hands on his shoulder's I said, "Come and join us Stiff."

Looking at Christina Zeke said, "I am going to find a cure." Zeke, running off to find Mathew and Caleb, swore that nothing, but death, would stop him from returning Four's memories. He would not be the only one to remember that story.

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