Eric.

'Hey Man, you looking forward to clocking off?'. I turn towards the door where the sound came from, where I find Zeke, leaning against it.

'You come to relieve us?'. I ask, motioning towards Four who has his head on the desk and looks like he's asleep.

'Yeah, I'm doing 3am to 11am shift with Cameron, who, by the way, wants to know how his little brother is doing in training'.

'He knows I can't tell him how Finn's doing, should we wake up Four?'.

'Yeah, but let me do it, have something to keep me amused for the many hours I've got left of staring at the camera screens'. Zeke grabs one of Four's many water bottles littering his desk in front of his bank of screens, unscrews the cap, and dumps the whole lot over his head. Four shoots up, coughing and spluttering all over the place, glaring at Zeke and then me.

'What the fuck are you thinking? And why are you here thirty minutes early? You normally turn up late'.

'Shauna's still on patrol at the wall, and I'm all alone until Friday, and it's Monday'.

'So you're saying, the only reason you're here early is because you've got no one to fuck?'.

'Pretty much. But speaking of fucking, Eric, are you still bang buddies with Roza?'.

'No. I told her there was someone else, and I wanted to hopefully get into a relationship with her, so yeah. But she's already made a move on Cameron'.

'Wow, I applaud this girl, she made you think about commitment. Anyone I know?'.

'You might know her, you might not', I reply airily, not giving any clues.

'Oh come on man'.

'Nope' I say decisively, as I turn back to the screens for the last leg of my shift. That's when I notice it, the transfer dorm. There's a fight or something, with knifes and guns, and She is right in the middle of it.

Jasmine.

I gasp as I see the blood, trying to put pressure on my side as I watch Andy get closer to Tate, who like me, is trying to get rid of the knife. That's when I watch as the knife goes into his chest and I let out a strangled scream. I rush toward Tate's side as Andy rushes across the room, stabbing Kaily's arm in the process and also stabbing James arm, only to find the life quickly fading out Tate's eyes. Grabbing his hand, I go to say something comforting, only to find that I don't know him, I don't know what would comfort him, I can't even remember what faction he came from, so I can't talk about home. I settle for talking about the stars in Amity.

'In Amity, in the fields and farms, late at night, you can see the stars. They're beautiful, there's all these different constellations and it helps when you feel like you're not alone at all in this rotten, horrible world. I believe there's more out there. More than us, and our society. But these stars, they can fill empty skies. They're truly amazing'.

Coming out the stupor I put myself into while I was talking, I see Tate looking at me, with wonder in his fading eyes. 'Thank you, Jasmine, they sound truly beautiful'. And then just like that, he's gone.

Andy looks horrified at what he did, as he watches Tate, someone who was his friend, take his final breaths, he looks at the gun, and then looks at Tate's now lifeless form. He raises the gun and puts it too his head.

He pulls the trigger at the same time as I shout for him to not do it. I drop back to the ground, blood all over my hands, and my dark grey t-shirt soaked right through.

Eric

We run. Four, Zeke and I, we run as fast as we can to the transfer dorm, and go to open the door to find it blocked off. I try not to think of her, with her large innocent eyes that make her look fragile, even though she's far from it. I try not to think of her skinny frame, how breakable it looked. Instead I think of her strength, how she can fight people off easily. Four glances at me, with a wondering look in his eyes as to how we're supposed to get the door open, and that's when we hear it. The gun shot and shout, and then crying. Some one on the inside must have moved whatever was blocking the doors as we now can open the doors, Zeke rushes to Andy, where he's lying with his gun still in his hand. He shot himself. Four goes to Tate, and I go to Jasmine, where she's sat in floods of tears, holding her side.

'Can you get up, or do you need some help?', I ask, stretching out a arm to help her up. She grabs on to it and begins to pull herself up, only to fall down. Reaching down, I pick her up as if she weighs no more than a new born baby. I can automatically tell she's lost a lot of blood, as I ask her, 'Can I lift up your t-shirt?'.

She jokes back at me, 'If you wanted me to talk my clothes off, you should've asked, I would have been more than willing', Before giggling, like a toddler, and then saying, 'I feel really faint but yeah, assess how bad it is please'. Gingerly, I lift the hem of her t-shirt up at the side, to find a tattoo of a amity tree surrounded by fire, Dauntless flames. It suited her perfectly. Her side was completely covered in blood, and It didn't look like a flesh wound. Then, she promptly faints in my arms.

From where I'm stood, I can see Four with the Stiff, Kady or Kaily or something and Zeke with the Candor James. 'Guys, Amity's just fainted, I'm going to take her to the infirmary, I'll warn Amelia about you guys bringing them down'. They both nod at distractedly before turning back to the initiates. Kicking the door open, I make my way towards the infirmary, as Jasmine wriggles around in my arms as she stirs.

'Hey, welcome back to the land of the living'.

'What the fuck happened? And why am I covered in blood?'.

'You were stabbed. By Andy. Do you remember now?'

'Yes. Kinda'.

'Good, you're going to need to make a statement about it'.

We reach the infirmary, she's still in my arms, bridal style, and Amelia eyes us as we walk in.

'What the hell has happened? I get Cameron on the phone, saying about four stabbings and one shooting with two dead'.

'I'll explain later, Jasmine's been stabbed, not a flesh wound but missed vital organs, I recon. Just needs clearing up and stitching up, then she should be okay'.

Amelia nods at me, and then tells me to get the hell out.

'Why?', I ask, sounding like a little kid.

'Because I need to remove her t-shirt and I doubt she'd want you around for it'.

Jasmine speaks from where she's laid in the bed, saying, 'I did say to him that if he wanted me to take my clothes off, he should have asked. I could've worked something out with him'.

Both Amelia and I gawk at her before Amelia tells me to get out, admittedly I've thought about her naked, but I don't want it to be like this, so I leave and sit in the chairs outside.

STORY NAME CHANGE, NOW CALLED BLUE MEETS GREY, BECAUSE JASMINE HAS BLUE EYES AND ERIC HAS GREY. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. Next chapter will probably be in about a week, not quite sure. But yeah, um, goodbye for now.