Hope you enjoyed part one, cuz here comes part two... ;p
Things will make a lot more sense now, I promise...

D.D xoxox

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Part two - Tobias POV

I'm pulled towards a room, I'm guessing room three by what David said.
I don't know what awaits me in there- maybe serums, machinery. I just know I'm definitely not being taken to a room full of roses, and I'm not going in there without a fight.

I jam my foot down onto one of the guards' feet, making him lose his grip on me instantly and giving me the perfect opportunity to slam into his jaw with my fist. He falls down onto the floor unconsciously, but the other guard isn't so easy. He kicks me in the shin, forcing me to lose my balance and fall onto the floor. I grab his legs to trip him over but it's harder when I'm on the floor and he's more heavily built that I am. I feel my leg go dead when his boot slams into my thigh over and over again. I'm guessing he would've happily done much more, but David must be keeping him in control.
He forcefully grabs me by the collar and drags me into the room.
At least I don't have to stand this way.

The room is well lit, with a chair- one that looks much like the one used for fear landscapes back in Dauntless- placed at the centre, and a large white couch on the side.
Hmh, not so bad.

It takes me a while to realise that I'm not the only one in the room.
Apart from David, a petite blonde with hair up to her shoulderblades stands to one side. Her soft lips a light shade of pink, her nose too familiar, and her eyes the colour of stormy seas.

She glances at me for a moment before David snaps his fingers, drawing her attention back towards him.
But I see her blue eyes drawn towards me again, registering me as I did to her.
"Tris.." I can barely hear my own voice over the sound of my ringing heartbeat.

"You know what, I think we should just let them have their own little reunion." David smiles sickeningly before exiting the room.
And I knew it had to be her- this was no simulation - but if it was, then I would gladly fall victim to it.
Still, I count the seconds, praying that like the other simulations she won't disappear after two minutes.

Then she says,
"Tobias.."
Her voice is so foreign and sweet, like a forgotten song that's always there in your mind.
It's her.

My feet think before my brain as I try to scramble up towards her. My leg throbs with each step but she's quick to run towards me at the same time.
Tears are flowing down her face and that's when I realise that I'm crying too. I hold her tightly, but tight isn't close enough. I don't know if we ever will be.
Without another thought, my lips press to hers firmly. I want this kiss to melt away all the years between us, all the loneliness and grief. And for a moment, I don't care that she left me. I don't care that I suffered all this time without knowing that David hid her from the world, from me. I don't care about anything else. I just want to feel her soft hands caressing my cheeks, her sweet scent of lemongrass and honey reminding me of home.
I pull away suddenly. She looks at me full of fear and confusion, I know that look too well: the feeling that she's not worth it and that I'm going to leave her.

I pull her to the side quickly, but not quickly enough to avoid the syringe inserted in her neck. She falls limply in my arms.
"Tris! Tris look at me!" I plead desperately.
"What did you do to her!" I yell at David, who is now taking off his rubber gloves.
"No, what did you do to her." He grins.
"What the hell are you talking about! What did you inject her with?"
He scoffs loudly. "As if I'm going to tell You."
He makes his way over to a computer and begins typing commands.
He twists his chair around to face me.
"You want her to live? Put her on here." He taps the chair next to him.

I pick her up bridal style and walk over to place her down gently. It's hard being so close to him and trying not to kill him, but I have no idea what he injected her with and I can't risk losing her, not again.
"Good. Now you can go." He states bluntly, waving me out of the room and towards the door.
My hands curl into fists but I drop them at my sides as I leave.
I take one last glance at Tris, her hair sprawled around her head like a crown.
Looking at her is like waking up.

"And somebody bring me another shirt!"

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Well, I'm not sure that was the reunion you were expecting but I hope you don't get too upset about it. There'll be plenty more fourtris to come *wink wink* ;P

I hope the chapter made a bit more sense when both parts were put together and I really hope you enjoyed it. Now this is the problem:

-coursework due in two weeks,
-first exam in three weeks,
-all exams follow that!
I hope you won't lose interest in this story if it isn't updated for a while, but I have a REALLY busy schedule ahead of me and obviously these exams are VERY important.
I hope I gave you enough to satisfy your needs until next time!

ALSO, one last thing - my other story(we can be mended) will be reposted again to bring it back up to the top of the list. It just ensures that people have the chance to read it before it keeps going down the list and disappears forever, so if you get an email saying it's updated, ignore it, I'm really sorry! ;)))))))

be brave x

D.D xoxo