Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent. Credits go to Veronica Roth, excluding my OCs.

"Wait – Cassie?" I ask, thoroughly confused.

Tris nods grimly.

"Why do you need me to tell you about Cassie?"

Tris hesitates. "Becca … your younger sister snuck into the Dauntless compound at three o'clock in the morning morning."

I can only imagine what my face looks like – probably a mix of outrage, shock, surprise, maybe even a little pride.

"What?" I exclaim. So many things are running through my head. "How … how did she get in?"

"She climbed up to the train tracks at one thirty in the morning and waited for a train. Somehow she knew when to get off and did so without injury. She jumped into Dauntless and at that point we found her on the security cameras."

"Is she alright?" I ignore the pain shooting through me as I sit up and stare at Tris. "Is my baby sister OK?"

Tris nods. "Yes, of course. We returned her to Candor without any harm done to her."

Disappointment flashes through me. I wanted to see Cassie … just this once.

"Wait, so do you have any idea how she knew how to get in to Dauntless?"

Tris nods. "We have our suspicions. We think she followed Dauntless after the Choosing Ceremony. When they began to get out, she continued and ended up back in the Candor sector. She was missing for a couple hours after the Choosing Ceremony, which is why we think what we do."

"Tris … I need to see her."

Shockingly enough, Tris nods. "I know. That's why I felt so strongly about giving you the day off, so you can sneak to Candor. Marlene!" she calls.

Marlene jogs over to us. "Does the initiate need it now, Tris?"

"Yes." Tris nods her head, and Marlene produces a small vial of clear liquid. Tris takes it and Marlene produces a needle and syringe. "This is from my brother in Erudite. He developed an instant healing serum for minor injuries. All that is left now of your injuries are bruises and cuts. Drink a bottle of water an hour, and that headache should go away." She hesitates. "Oh, and no one besides Marlene and I know about this serum, so be a little hush-hush about it. Don't even tell your friends."

I nod. Marlene fills the syringe with the serum and places it on my neck. I shiver slightly. I'm really not a huge fan of needles and serums (bad truth serum experience).

But I stay absolutely still after that tiny shiver and, even when Marlene is emptying the serum into my veins, I don't make a peep.

And then she takes the needle from my neck and waits.

One. Two. Thr –

Suddenly I feel so much more awake, my brain alert and all pain gone. I grin widely.

"It worked!" I exclaim. My grin grows. "I get to see Cassie!"

"Shh!" Tris cautions me, putting a finger to her lips. "Quiet down."

I nod, a little more serious. "Sorry. So how do I get to Candor?"

"Here's your backpack," Tris tells me, and hands me a black backpack. "Everything you'll need is in it. Don't make eye contact with anyone. But in case anyone asks, look in the backpack. If you get hungry, look in the backpack. I promise, we've covered everything."

"OK," I say, beaming. "Thank you so much, Tris and Marlene."

"No problem," Tris tells me. "I know you really want to see your sister right now, and there's good reason for it. I need you back in the infirmary by six o'clock, no later. Otherwise you'll probably become factionless, and I won't be able to do anything about it."

I nod nervously, then get out of the ice-cold bed and walk to the infirmary doors.

"Oh, and Becca?" Tris calls, and I turn around to face her. "Good luck."

I smile widely. "Thank you, Tris."

She nods graciously and I leave the infirmary.

I rummage through the backpack and find a map of the compound. Perfect. The infirmary is circled in black ink and I use the "Recommended Route" to get out of the compound.

It's short and quick and I meet pretty much no one, which is actually quite lucky for me. In about three minutes, I exit the compound and look around in the strange, blazing light.

I look through the backpack for another map and find one. Something catches my eye on the back of it and I turn it over.

At this point you should be outside the compound. You might see that the map on the other side of this paper is decorated with little red dots on it. Those are where the cameras are. Avoid them or it will be hopeless. Just in case, I'll do my best to delete all footage of today's surveillance, but I might not be able to, so DON'T GET CAUGHT BY CAMERAS.

-Tris

I smile slightly and turn the page over. Sure enough, the city is decorated with red dots. Wow. There are a lot of them. I never realized there were so many cameras in the city.

I follow the map, sometimes edging along walls or even ducking a little so I don't get caught by cameras.

It takes thirty minutes of meticulous work, but finally I exit Dauntless and head onto the train. There are no cameras there, so I get to relax.

I remember what Tris told me – to drink a bottle of water an hour – and I then rummage through the backpack. Sure enough, I find ten bottles of water and gulp one of them down quickly, enjoying the freshness and coolness of it (I'm no longer cold).

Then I remember I haven't eaten or drank anything since yesterday morning, before the Choosing Ceremony. As if on cue, my stomach rumbles. Another quick little search through the pack brings out a corned-beef-and-mayonnaise sandwich. I eat it quickly and am still hungry, but I know that I have to save the rest of the food – even though I don't know what it is yet – for later, or I'll be left with no food for the rest of the day.

Soon enough, the map shows that I have to get off at a specific stop that I'm at. Surprisingly, the train actually comes to a halt and I step out, sliding between the cameras that I know are there.

Another thirty minutes and I find that I'm in the Candor sector. I still wear my Candor clothing, so I can blend in fairly well, but I don't want to take any chances. I sneak through towards my parents' house.

When I see it, a lump forms in my throat. I contemplate going up and knocking on the door. Then I realize that would be a totally stupid idea.

I wonder if I could break in. Yesterday morning, the mere thought of that would have made me laugh, but I need to talk to Cassie and I'll do anything I can to do so.

But there's no need for any of that. A familiar voice asks suddenly, "Rebecca?"

My eyes widen and I spin around. Sure enough, my baby sister stands there with a look of confusion on her face.

"How are you here?" she asks timidly.

I feel tears form at the corners of my eyes and the only thing I can think to say is, "Hello, Cassie."