Chapter 12:
"Come on! Let me just make sure he's okay. Please, he's my roommate, after all. I was the one who found him! I was there! I helped him get into the infirmary wing! I...I, just let me in!"
"Excuse me, Ms. Prior, but you are not allowed into this part of the residence! Only immediate family. Are you immediate family?"
"No, but-"
"I'm sorry, Ms. Prior, but you are not permitted in here."
"Well, I don't see any family in here, do you?"
"Well, Ma'am, then he does not have any family that would like to visit him. This does not validate your entrance."
"So...I'm still not going in, am I?"
"Ma'am," her face softened, "I know what it is like, my husband went into a vegetative state three months ago. But it is against policy."
Tris nodded and sat down on a chair outside of the wall, letting her head fall into her hands.
"Let her in."
Tris jumped, frightened by the sudden voice. She turned, grateful to be met by Dr. Pedrad.
"Go ahead, Tris. He should be waking up by now."
Tris practically jumped twenty feet in the air. She was worried. She wasn't quite sure what worried her. She knew that Four would be okay, she could tell the boy was strong. But she, herself, was still shocked by what she had witnessed. And heard.
She half winced before letting out a final breath and stepping inside.
