So I just recently discovered that I didn't let the newer readers know when Her Family was up, Opps! But it's all fixed now. So hopefully, no more issues.
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Chapter 11: Plane Ride
I press my lips together and walk through the door I was told to go. Inside I see him sitting at a desk with a computer in front of him. Maybe I should leave…
"Aundrea!" I sigh and look back at him.
"Hey, we didn't go over mine." I tell him in a quiet voice.
"Yeah we didn't. Sorry about that. Come on over." He types a little more as I make my way over to him. Suddenly the screen on the wall lights up and there is a strain of DNA that looks kind of like Tris's but not spot on. "This is your map." I nod.
"Looks similar to Tris's." I state and he smiles.
"Right, but here's the differences." Matthew points to two points of the DNA that looks off. "You're Divergent alright, but it looks like it's been messed with. Like someone was trying to alter it to make you not one."
"Jeanine Matthews." I state slowly. "Could she have done that?" He shrugs his shoulders.
"I'm not sure. She could have done it. But it's able to be completely healed." I stare at the screen. "In a year or so by how much healing already has happened. The damage looks to be several years old."
"Could it fix what's wrong with my brain?" I ask him in a quiet timid voice.
"Now that…" He sighs. "Yes and no." I let my eyes drop and breath in heavy. "There was a lot of physiological damage from your childhood. You might require some therapy to work out the rest of the kinks." There's hope then? I nod.
"Thank you Matthew. At least I know I'm not always going to be like this." I take in a deep breath. "Is there a way I can give him my genes once I'm better?" I know the answer, but still I need to ask. He laughs gently.
"Sadly no. Genes can't be swapped like that." He says as if it was funny. "But I'm sure he would be happy for you." A tear forms in my eye.
"I don't want to be divergent though." I breathe out quietly. "I don't want to have strived for something so long and find out that I was so wrong… again."
"Didn't you want to prove that you're not broken?" I nod. "Well, you're not. No matter what was said. I just presented you information; you take it as you want." I'm surprised to hear this coming from someone I don't know, let alone who I classify as an Erudite. "It's better to be a Divergent here than not, though." I look at him and narrow my eyes in suspicion.
"Okay." I tell him before looking at the door. "Thank you…"
"Have a nice day, Ms Eaton." He says.
"You too." I tell him before leaving. I'm not sure how I got here earlier, but eventually find my way to the room we're staying at. No one's in here right now. So I'm going to catch up on some sleep. I'm tired anyway and I don't think that I can eat without throwing up right now. I make my way to Uriah's bed and snuggle into his blanket and pillow.
000
"Andy, Sweetheart." I hear a soft voice call me before a hand rests on the small of my back.
"Ten more minutes, Uri. I'm enjoying my dream." I mumble before reaching for his hand and bringing it to my chest. "You're cold." I realize before pulling him over. "You're normally warm." My eyes flutter open and I see Uriah kneeling next to the bed.
"I was just outside." He says before moving some hair out of my face. "We're going for a ride." I blink lazily at him.
"Or you and I can find a corner." I suggest and he laughs.
"Later, definitely." He kisses me and then helps me sit up.
"But I want to sleep." I protest.
"Well we're going to later. First we have to be dauntless." Uriah says as he walks over and grabs another jacket from my chest. "So where did you go this morning?"
"To have a test done." I yawn out and stretch.
"For the baby?" He asks as he finds a black one he wants me to wear.
"No, to see if I'm really Divergent because I'm so weird." I tell him. Uriah shuts the chest lid and laughs.
"If you have to be tested because your weird, than everyone should be." I laugh as well.
"Uriah, stop." I laugh out. "Weird as in Four and I might have something that makes us seem like Divergents." He sits on the bed next to me and helps me into the jacket.
"So, are you one or are you that good of an actress?" He asks with a laugh.
"I'm surprisingly divergent. Even though someone tried to make me not one." Uriah stops laughing. "What?"
"How does someone do that?" He asks, worried.
"I don't know. My DNA map looks like there is some damage from a few years ago. I have no idea." Uriah holds me for a moment as he processes this. "I'm healing just fine. Matthew said I could be better in about a year and I would only have to have therapy to heal my mind from my past." I add.
"So there's nothing to worry about now? You're not going to die on me and the baby?" I shake my head no and laugh.
"Of course not, Uriah. As long as you don't leave me then everything is going to be fine." He sighs and rests his head on my shoulder.
"You freaked me out, Andy. I thought…" I turn and lift his chin up and kiss him on the lips.
"No. I'm fine. My body is doing a great job healing itself, Uri." I whisper. "I'm still kicking and screaming." He smirks.
"Well, not yet." Uriah says and I grab the collar of his shirt.
"I thought you had something, Dauntless, for us to do." I state before kissing him.
"This is pretty dauntless as it is. What if your brother walks in and find us having…" I push him away and stand up.
"Jackass." I mumble. He figured out what to say to get me turned off. Bass walking in would be terrible.
"Trust me," he stands up and zips my jacket for me. It gets stuck at my chest and I blush as he fights with it to get up. "You're going to regret not doing this with us." He gives up and pushes my breast back and zips the rest of the jacket up. "When did they get this big?"
"I have always had issues with Bass's jacket, Uriah." I deadpan when he doesn't remove his hand. I point to the shoulder bullet hold to prove it's his sweatshirt. On the right side, thanks to the light colored shirt he can see clearly that there's a hole. Bass must have washed it or something, the blood is gone."Will shot me there." Uriah moves his hand quickly and grabs my hand and grips it tight.
"Sorry. I was trying to joke around." He says ashamed as he stares at the hole. I sigh.
"It's fine. I was protecting Tris." I tell him. "Now, where are we headed?"
"Some gate B14." Uriah informs me before looking at me. "Are you sure your fine?" He asks as if his eyes bore into mine.
"Yes." I shake my head. "I can't change the past, now can I?" Uriah's lips twitch upward for a moment.
"No, but that would be cool." He states before giving me a peck on the lips. "Now let's go. I don't want to be late." I groan and look at the nice comfortable bed as he drags me off and away from the 'ballroom'.
"Since when did you care about being on time for anything?" I ask as he leads me out.
"Since it's going to be dangerous. Remember the zip lining?" I nod. How could I forget? He saved me from Eric. That was the first day he held me… and played with my hair.
"I remember. But how dangerous is this going to be?" I ask him as he pulls me into the main building with all the gate numbers Tris asked about earlier. Uriah starts to think.
"I don't know." He slows down as he looks for the sign that tells us where B14 is. "But I think you will be completely safe, after all, you're with me." I give a fake scoff.
"Great. I'm going to die." I joke and he acts hurt. Placing his other hand on his chest to add more effect.
"Andy, that hurts." Uriah mocks and then we both crack up. I love his laugh. It's very comforting to hear.
"Whatever." I roll my eyes as I spot said sign. "There it is. Now are you going to tell me what you're planning on doing with me?" I ask as he looks at the sign. He doesn't respond for a moment. He just looks at me and smirks.
"Really, I don't think I can do that right now. Everyone should be there and I don't think that's something they want to see." He half whispers before pulling me off towards the sign. What?
" Gross." I shake my head at the very thought. "You know exactly what I was talking about, Uriah." He only laughs and drags me off. I can tell he's very excited.
000
Uriah and I follow the signs and there directions. It takes us a little bit to get there because I have to stop and run into the bathroom to pee… and throw up. But I don't have anything in my stomach. Whatever. When I walk out Uriah just looks at me confused.
"I had to pee." I state dryly. He still looks confused. "Then throw up." I add. "It's normal. Don't worry about it." Uriah presses his lips into a fine line before grabbing my hand and running off again.
"I haven't been around a pregnant woman before. So you might need to explain some things to me later." He says as we run. "But right now. We have some dauntless things to do." I roll my eyes as he pulls me through a door that leads outside.
"I'll tell you when I figure it out." I promise him as a blast of cold air hits me. "Damn it's cold." I can't help but cough and huddle closer to him. Uriah glances at me and removes his jacket and places it over my shoulders. "No, you're going to get cold." I protest as I remove it.
"I'll be fine." He says as he helps me into the jacket. It smells like him and I like it. So I won't protest even further. I look in front of us.
"What is that?" I ask out of confusion. There is a set of metal stairs that leads to something…huge. It's about as long as my old house was tall, with this thing that sticks out of it. It's like a giant tin can.
"That is an airplane. I think." He says after a moment. "Zoe invited everyone to fly with her today." I'm still confused.
"Is that what she was talking to us about on our way here?" I ask him and he nods.
"That thing is able to fly." I scoff.
"Really? Birds can fly, not people. The closest thing to flying is the zip line." He shrugs his shoulders.
"They say it can. And this was an air port, so it has to work." I bite my lip ring and think. Zip lining has a risk of falling. This thing can fly… it's not a bird. It's a machine of some sort. Nothing always works how things are supposed to.
"And I don't want to try it." I turn to run to the door and run. Uriah's hand missed my hand and I get to the door. I go to grab the door and it opens and hits me. "Damn it." I hold my hand to my chest and Tris looks at me with a surprised look.
"Sorry." She says as she slips through the door and presses her lips together. My hand doesn't hurt much as I shake it out and groan as Uriah walks over.
"No, it's fine. Just spoiled my escape." I mumble as she looks at the machine behind me.
"Yeah… is that the air plane?" She asks Uriah.
"I think so." He says as she walks past us slowly to investigate. Uriah just looks at me. "What's wrong?" he asks.
"I don't know." I tell him. "I'm just afraid." I press my lips together. He looks around and sighs. Uriah really wants to go on. I can tell in his eyes. "But I'll go on." I tell him after a moment. That makes him smirk and look at me.
"Dauntless." I roll my eyes as he grabs my hand and pulls me to the air plane. There, in the now apparent doorway stands Zoe.
"Good, the others are here already." She says as Tris walks up the stairs to her. The metal screeches as she walks up so Uriah leads the way up.
"How can something that big stay in the sky?" He asks mainly to Zoe. I swallow hard as I grip his hand tighter as I walk up. It makes a lot of noise now as we get to the top. I bite my lip and look at the stairs and try to steady my breathing. My heart is pounding fast now. But I can't turn around and leave. I told Uriah that I would do this. So I turn around and smack my forehead onto the side of the airplane and I end up letting go of Uriah's hand and stumble back. My hand grabs the railing to steady myself as I hold my head. "Crap." I hear Uriah say before turning around and wrapping an arm around me. "Sorry, I didn't warn you." I'm just glad I didn't hit my staples. There might have been blood.
"No, it's fine." I tell him as I shake my head. "Let's just get inside before I decided to run off and die in a hole." Uriah chuckles and leads me inside. I duck this time.
"Pretty old, but we completely redone the important stuff. It's a nice size for what we need." I hear Zoe talk to Tris as I look into the craft. Rows and rows of old looking seats. Tris is really close to us and Cara is right behind her. I see Peter and Caleb sitting together towards the back. I hold my head and sigh.
"Where's Christina? This seems something that she would be all over." I tell Uriah as I look around.
"Right behind you." I jump at her sudden voice right next to my ear.
"Shit." I turn and slap her in the arm. "When did you get here?" That's when I notice her heavy breathing.
"Just got here. I got lost. This place is huge." She says as she tries to breath. "I saw you smack you head. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." I mumble before turning to see where Uriah went. He's sitting next to Tris now. I'm not sure if I want to sit down right now. She goes to move but stops short next to the only open seat next to him. "Go ahead. I'm still contemplating if I want to go or not." She laughs.
"You have to stay." She says as she sits down. That's when I sit on the arm rest on the row in front of them. Uriah leans across Tris to get a better look out the window. I hold in a smirk at the pure excitement in his eyes. I missed it. He seems so… lost without Marlene and Lynn with us.
"If the dauntless knew about this, everyone would be getting in line to learn how to dive it. Including me." He says with the smile I missed. I don't think Bass or I would be though. But I laugh.
"No, they would be strapping themselves to the wings." Christina pokes his arm and looks out too. That's true most of them would be doing that. And I think I got the name of the things on the side of this flying tin can. "Don't you know your own faction?" I shake my head as he pokes her cheek and looks back out the window.
"Have any of you seen Tobias lately?" Tris speaks up and I glance at her. To think of it, no I haven't. I went to figure out my own genes and then went to bed.
"No, haven't seen him." Christina says for everyone. "Everything okay?" I press my lips together. I'm not sure how to answer that. He was pretty upset last time I saw him. Suddenly there is a loud clapping sound from behind me and I jump up and turn around.
"God damn it." I snap as I do so. Next to me is a woman and she looks to be middle aged. I stare at her as she smiles.
"My name is Karen, and I'll be flying this plane today!" She announces to everyone. I look her up and down and I'm not sure if I should run. "It may seem frightening, but remember: the odds of us crashing are actually much lower that the odds of a car crash." My eyes widen in panic as she says this. Why is that the first thing she has to say?
"So are the odds of survival if we do crash." I hear Uriah mutter. I look over at him and he's grinning and I can see the excitment in his eyes. He actually looks normal. I blink a few times before swallowing hard and looking at the retreating form of Karen. Our driver that wants to talk about the odds of dying first. I slowly sink into my seat the wrong way. This is going to be a long ride. Zoe sits in the row across from Christina. I don't think I'm going to like this one bit.
"Buckle your seat belts!" I hear her announce. Seat belts? I look around and see people finding with no problem. Readjusting to sit properly, I look down and at the sides of my seat. There. I grab both ends and I'm stumped. One end is metal and the other is plastic I think. "Don't stand until we reach cruising altitude!" I hear Zoe again. I just groan and take the two ends and just tie them together. Really not in the mood to fight with it. I shut my eyes, hang my head and try to breathe as the air plane starts to move. That's when there's a sudden jolt and weight in the seat next to me.
"Shit!" I half shout as my body jerks upward, but I'm stopped by the tied seat belt.
"Remain in your seats!" Zoe says again, annoyed. I turn and see Uriah is now next to me. I shake my head as he smiles and scoot over to the window and buckle his seat belt.
"You're an Ass." I mumble as he just smirks. I watch him buckle and shake my head.
"Need help with that?" he points to my seat belt roll my eyes. That's when he takes the liberty to reach over and untie me. His hands really shouldn't be right on my lap. It's really hard for me to control my moods as it is. I just cross my arms over my chest and shut my eyes again. Uriah doesn't stop there. He pulls me over to the next seat and then buckles me in. "There. You were too far away." He barely whispers. I hear Christina giggle a little bit and I groan.
"Just shut up, Chris." I snap loud enough for her to hear. Uriah pulls the arm rest down next to me so that it holds us closer. Or he just doesn't want me running away from him.
"Prepare for takeoff." I hear Karen's voice, but don't see her. Intercom system. I rest my head on Uriah's shoulder as I grab his arm tight. Breathe Andy. Just breathe. That's when I'm pushed back into my seat and Uriah's arm for the sudden speed we're going at. I squeeze Uriah's arm as tight as I can… without thinking much of what Uriah might think or feel afterward. But feeling the muscles in his arm makes me feel almost as if that we're not speeding up to go into the air. I press my lips into a line as I feel the air plane lift upward. I think I start to hyperventilate as the plane gets higher and higher.
"Look at this." Uriah barely whispers to me. Slowly I open my eyes and look out the window. The view is so surreal. Green and gray and brown are all I see in patches. I really don't understand. My grip relaxes and I lean over him and try to get a better look outside. My curiosity getting the better of me.
"Weird." I breathe out once I find my voice as I just end up pretty much laying on his lap. His hand finds my hair. I'm too awestruck to tell him to move it. The world is really this big. I swallow and stare. There must be a lot more people here. Not just the small little city that knows everything about you and your past… or thinks they know. How many of our little cities out there? Are they all like ours or just a few. Few obviously because these people are running Erudite experiments. Not everyone is being tested on like us. Too much man power to keep that going.
"We can't fly too high or too close to the city because we don't want to draw to much attention, so we'll observe from a great distance. Coming up on the left of the plane is some of the destruction caused by the purity War, before the rebels resorted to biological warfare instead of explosive." Zoe announces in a long winded explanation. Erudite. I remember something being said about the purity war, so I try to get a better look at what we're heading too. To think of it, the ground doesn't seem so far away. It's like a dream or something. What I see is all ruin. Not ruin as in the city, but still I know the sign anywhere. The buildings are dark as if burned and all of them broken. Some have completely fallen and others as still trying to stand tall. The entire black area looks a little like our city form the Hancock building. How many people lived there? How many people died? All, from the looks of things. I can't help but choke on that thought. "And now you'll get a brief look at Chicago!" Zoe speaks up again.
I think that's the name of our city. Now our little home…old home has a name. I wonder what it means.
"You'll see that some of the lake was drained so that we could build the fence, but we left as much of it intact as possible." I have to squint to see it in front of us at first, then it gets better. The first thing I notice is how small it is. The huge city I lived in was actually really small. It always felt that way to me. At least I know it wasn't really due to my height. My mother and father would be at Erudite headquarters right now. So I look at the buildings and find the tall glass one off where it's supposed to be due to my knowledge of the city… through my studies. See dad, I do learn stuff.
"Whoa." I hear Uriah above me. The whole place is silent so it caught me a bit off guard.
"Shh!" I hear Christina hush him from behind us so she can marvel too. I wonder what my mother is doing right now. I didn't tell her I was leaving. Should I have? I told her that I didn't plan on going at first, and then I said if Uriah leaves I will. So I really didn't actually tell her. What's going through her head right now as she sits in that office as she tries to figure out why her two only children left her there? We had to mom. We needed to leave. Too much has happen there and we had to get away. It hurt us being there. At least it did for Bass. Me? I don't know. I came because I wanted to have a complete family. Really. I didn't want to lose Uriah and not have a father for my child. Is there a way to tell her I'm safe? The kid is safe too? I squeeze my eyes shut. Peter then speaks up and asks for some percents or something. I don't really care. I just feel depressed now and bored now. Can we land so I can eat and go pee? Yes, I need to pee again.