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OKAY SO THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS. I was EDITING. Ready to post a new chapter. FINISHED EDITING. SAVED the file as 'story' and NOT 'DOCX'. If you don't know what I just had to endure, here is a little preview.

...this now? You think you finally have something worth living for?"br /I don't even hesitate to /"Yes." I say quietly. "I do."/div
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div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;"I realise that this mission will require more than just taking away David's power; I need to save /Only one more question sits in the back of my /"When were you going to tell me, if not now...

Well, you guys better appreciate this chapter because what I endured will scar me for life.
Guys I'm kidding, dw about me. I'm happy the chapter is finally up after all this deleting of #222222222222's and 12.8px:5g.68skf;4 nonsense. God, I hope I never make this mistake again...;P So this will hopefully explain the email sent out yesterday with no working link!

It took me all night to fix this chapter yesterday and this morning I was still deleting, so it took me a good few hours to clean it up again and unfortunately I had no back up so I couldn't rewrite it. ALSO this is one of THE LONGEST chapters, with just over 3000 words! YAYY!

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(Chapter below! Bear in mind it still says written at 10pm but obviously it was posted just now;p)

And hello again! Okay so my exams are FINALLY over! Although I still have one more week of school unfortunately...I am so sorry for the long wait, but I promise you it was worth it. I had a major writer's block in this story so I admit I could've updated much earlier, but I had no ideas. So I sat down and wrote everything that's happened already and managed to come up with a very good plot twist and an overall direction for this story. This should, in theory, now allow me to update much faster! I will try to update weekly, or maybe faster if you're lucky!;)))))
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Tobias POV

As soon as the door closes I storm off down the hall. I don't know what I'm looking for, or where I'm going. But I need movement. Anything to distract me from the pain in my chest.
I turn and twist through corridors, left, right, another two lefts, another right, until my vision is blurry with tears and my head is spinning. I halt suddenly in the middle of an empty hallway, my feet unwilling to go any knees give way beneath me and in the next second I'm pouring my heart out, on the floor.

She's here, she's alive..

I don't know if my tears are from sadness, longing, anger, or regret. Or love.
I shuffle over to the wall, so that I can lean against it. I rest my head in my hands and close my sore eyes. It doesn't stop the tears, but it stops a growing migraine.

Everything feels so overwhelming that nothing makes sense anymore. How is she alive? Not that I don't want her to be... but how? She was dead, her hand was cold in mine, her body stiff and rigid. And now there she was. Standing tall, strong, her eyes shining and stern.
I dig the heel of my hands into my eyes, hoping that this isn't another dream, or another simulation. I pinch my arm at least ten times, letting out a sigh of relief each time I feel a sharp pain.
I want her here, in my arms. Nowhere else seems more fitting..

But then I think of when she left me.
The years I grieved, thinking she would never come back, and accepting that she was truly gone.
Christina was ready to give up on me, until I showed her I'm better. I stood up again, my scars showing the battles I fought. I built a better wall, a stronger one. I vowed to never let anyone that close to me again.
Her death tore me apart painfully and slowly, like a knife digging into my skin. And now here she is. She looks anything but damaged, unlike me who has to bear the weight upon my shoulders permanently. Does she even feel anything? Maybe sad? Or even regret?
Or has she just moved on?
I nearly slap myself at such a thought.

But it could be true...a voice whispers.
And I just block it out, hoping I will never have to think about that again.

I don't even know what I should be feeling. Annoyed? No, that's not enough.
But however much I try to persuade myself, it isn't working. This was my fault, I put myself into this misery. I should never left her, clearly knowing what she was like. I should've never shouted at her, or argued with her back before the attack. Maybe she would've had a reason to not want to sacrifice herself if she truly believed in us, if she had no reason to doubt me.

"Maybe if you would just talk to me in that condescending way you sometimes do.."
I rub my head with frustration. Maybe I should've. But it seems to unfitting for her. She is strong, stern, firm. Sometimes, she is the only strength I have.

I place my palms onto the cool tiles on the floor, right next to me, and slowly I stand up. My eyes are puffy- I don't even have to look into a mirror to realise. I thought about a reunion with Tris many times, and frankly I never imagined it would be like this. My emotions are dull. I can't smile and be happy, I can't be angry and yell at her. I have no idea how to react. I just want to see her again. I want to see her alive and well. Maybe then I will deal with the situation.
All my tears are gone. I have nothing to cry about anymore.

I look left and right, hesitating and not really knowing which way I should go, but I decide to go the same way I arrived here, if I remember correctly.

As I walk back, only one person comes to mind right now. Nita.
She knew this whole time: The whole time she was in Dauntless, the whole time she was working with me, she knew. Yet she didn't breathe a word.
Maybe David told her not to?
But how, when she is working against him?

Without realising, I stand in front of Nita's apartment, my hand raised in front of the door in a knocking position.
Oh God, I didn't knock, did I?
I press my ear to the door but I don't hear anything. I let out a sigh of relief, but it's soon replaced by my bitterness again. I knock three times with no answer. I'm about to knock again when the door swings open, revealing Nita in a dressing gown and dripping wet hair.
My face burns as I realise I interrupted her shower.

"Four?" She raises her eyebrow at me, "What are you doing here?"
"What do you think I'm doing here?" I state bluntly.
She sighs and looks down at her feet. She knows what I'm here for. I want answers, and now.
"Give me five minutes to get dressed at least."
I nod before the door softly closes in front of me, leaving me with the silence of the hallway and with my own thoughts to keep me company.

-Flashback to four years ago-

I hear a knock on my door. I look over at my clock which reads 10:45pm. What the hell?
I run over to the bathroom and splash some cold water onto my face, hoping it will take a way some of the redness. But I'm not fooling anyone.
The knocking happens again and I walk over to open the door.

"Zeke if this is one of your dumb jokes then you picked the wrong time.." I stop halfway through my sentence. It's not Zeke at the door, it's Nita.
"What do you want." I narrow my eyes at her. "Don't you have plottings to do, you know, kill more people?"
She flinches at my words but smirks.
"Glad to see you too, Four. Can I come in?"
I roll my eyes."Fine."

"So I came to talk to you about something. Something to do with the bureau." She starts.

I don't say anything. I make my way over to sit on a chair in my living room.
"There's been a misunderstanding." She continues. My ears pick up immediately and I freeze. She's alive. She's here to tell me she's alive!
"..and it's not what you want to hear."
My heart sinks lower than my stomach, but I urge her on with a frustrated look

"It turns out that David was inoculated. He survived the serum release, Four."
Nita looks at me with pity, probably expecting me to cry or yell or snap, but I just scowl. My fists clench at my sides.
"He's carrying on with the genetic damage experiment. But it's not as bad as you think.."
"Oh please, amaze me. How much better this time? Only five people dead instead of a hundred?" I let out a small, strangled laugh at my dark joke, leaning back into the chair.
Nita ignores me. "He's not experimenting in Chicago anymore."
I pause and stare at her, leaning forwards in my chair.
"What do you mean he's not.."
"It turns out he made a deal with an inside person. Obviously in return for a reward." She interrupts.
"Which is?"
Nita hesitates before answering.
"A pure subject. Information. Results. Anything he wants he can now get from them."

I think about what Nita just said. Something about this doesn't make quite fit together.
"Who is it, and why would they do that?" I frown.
"I don't know. I know that they had ties with the city. But that's all I know."
I nod slowly, absorbing the information.
"So what's the danger now?" I raise my eyebrow, "You want me to kill David for you?"
"No," she clears her throat, "if David is left to his own free will, he will only make the same mistakes again. We're going to be in the midst of another war, one between the damaged and the pure. We can't let that happen, not when Chicago has just healed."

She's right. We have too much at stake to lose. Our city may have only just recently healed, but we are mending. Families, old faction members, our neighbours and friends, even those who were once factionless. We can't afford to lose people again just for the sake of purity.
"So you came here to get me to work for you."
"No, I came here to offer you a place to work with me."

I let a moment of silence overcome us.
"How do I know you're not working for David?" I simply ask. Nita lets out a small laugh and I look at her confused.
"If I was working for David, you would've already been handcuffed, gagged, put into a truck and driven straight to a cell in the bureau, where you would've then be forced to work with him."
"You shouldn't be so certain.."
"Oh I would love to see this one. You against the whole of the bureau. How exciting." She rolls her eyes and grins.

After a long moment of silence, I realise I haven't given her an answer yet- but I'm not sure what I should say either.
I've worked with her once before and it ended in chaos. I killed Uriah.
"How do I know I can trust you?" I raise my brow at her.
"What do you mean.."
"You got Uriah killed last time I joined your clever plan!" I say, raising my voice slightly.
"What happened to Uriah was an accident." She says, obviously angry. " You think I meant to kill him? What reason did I have!" She throws her arms in the air.
I hold my head in my hands and sigh. She's right, unfortunately.

A lot of lives are at stake here, again. And this time there's no Tris to help me decide what to do. Besides, I can get the gang involved if things get too out of hand, can't I?

I sigh and give her my answer.

-end of flashback-

I rest my arms on the railing that lies opposite the rows of doors. If I look down I can see more apartments, Nita's being on the third floor. The lower floors all have railings like this, with only a few pale yellow lights every few metres. This part of the bureau looks like a prison. I wonder if that's how Tris was treated. The thought alone makes me shudder.

I wonder if it was a mistake to join Nita once again. Now that I know Tris is alive, how am I going to tell her that I'm working with her again. I only might have just got her back, I don't want to lose her again. I don't want anymore secrets between us, I've had enough to last me a lifetime.

All too soon Nita's door opens again and she invites me in. Her expression is placid when we sit down on the couches, facing each other. I sit with my hands in front of me, my fingers interlocked.
"I'm guessing you want an explanation.." She starts.
"Well, what do you think." I mutter, keeping my eye contact to a minimum. I can't look at her. I have too much hatred right now.
"Where do you want me to start?" She says meekly, obviously wanting to keep things cool.

"How about telling my how you managed to keep this a secret for almost four years." I spit, my tone hardening compared to when I first arrived.

"Firstly, what we were doing had no connection to Tris. We are trying to stop David, Four," she puts emphasis on 'Four', "not get revenge because he killed your girlfriend." Her voice is much firmer, stricter. The tension is becoming thicker.
"So you thought to tell me now, because this is the perfect moment to break it to me. And I am so impressed with your way of surprises. You really know how to pull them off. Yay, watch Tris fall limp in front of my eyes two minutes after I see her." I roll my eyes but keep my face still.
"I had no idea David was going to inject her, it's not like I had enough time to plan it either so don't point the finger at me. You wanted me to throw you a 'welcome back' party? We're in the middle of a crisis, Four. We're on the verge of having David start another war."
"Why did you show me now." I state bluntly, defeated.
"Because it was the perfect time. You're losing it Four..."
"I thought we talked about this whole 'mentally unstable' thing before. I'm fine." I say through gritted teeth.
"No, you're not!" She snaps, grabbing my full attention. "You risk your life everyday, you think you have nothing to lose, so this can be a suicide mission for you." I flinch at her words, but she's right.

I sigh and lean back into the sofa.
"I wanted you to see her- alive and well. She's not dying, or in pain or anything. She's just a prisoner. I needed you to know you still have something worth fighting for, rather than having you either put yourself in danger every time we try to find out some classified information, or only come up with plans and ideas that always result in killing David, simply out of spite."

I sink lower and lower into the soft leather, wishing the seat would just swallow me up. I feel like a child being told off, and now I know how Tris felt when when I did the same to her too.
Nita also sits back in her seat and crosses her arms over her chest, avoiding my stare and a scowl on her face. We sit like that for what feels like an eternity, before she finally speaks.

"You think you can handle this now? You think you finally have something worth living for?"
I don't even hesitate to answer.
"Yes." I say quietly. "I do."
I feel the tension lowering once more. I'm glad the most heated part of the conversation is over.
"Is she the one who made the deal?" I ask quietly, almost begging her to give me the right answer, the answer I need to hear.
She looks at me, and her expression says everything I needed to know.

I sigh heavily and run my hands through my hair.

Of course she would.

I realise that this mission will require more than just taking away David's power; I need to save Tris. I need her back.
Only one more question sits in the back of my mind.
"When were you going to tell me, if not now, if not for this situation?"
She hesitates again. "We need her. She is the closest person to David right now. Not as a professional thing, more like a 'he's using her' kind of thing. It's enough to help us gain more knowledge. She has details of current plans, projects, etc. which will benefit us greatly."
I nod and look down at the carpet.
"When do we tell her?"
"She doesn't even hesitate. "Tomorrow."

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