Tobias

I spend the last hour before Tris's surgery alone with her, talking to her and kissing her. I'm trying to stay strong, for Tris. A while later, but still too soon, Dr. Davis and two other doctors come in.

"It's time, Tris."

Tris breathes out heavily and squeezes my hand. I kiss her, and before sitting up, I whisper into her ear.

"You're going to be okay. I love you."

"I love you too." She tries to smile at me.

"Okay," says Doctor Davis. "Tobias, your friends are down on the first floor of the hospital."

"Okay." I kiss Tris's cheek one more time, and let go of her hand. I head for the door, and when I turn my head one last time to look at her, I can't see around the three doctors standing in my way. I turn and walk out the door.

I lean against the wall when the door shuts. A nurse pulls the blind on the window down. My breaths are getting quicker, and I can feel a lump in my throat. I can't cry. I can't. I take a big, deep breath and walk down the hallway, towards the elevator. I press the down button.

She'll be okay. She'll be fine. Tris is strong. She's too special to leave us. She can't leave me. I'm thinking hopeful thoughts, but certain words won't leave my head.

'Forty percent chance.' Those words keep creeping into my brain, making me weaker and weaker every step I take. 'Forty percent chance of living.'.

The elevator door opens and there stands Zeke, who walks out and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, Four. I was just coming up to get you."

I nod, and we both get in the elevator.

We stand in silence, and I look at my feet, but I can feel his eyes on me.

"Four."

I don't look at him.

"Four, she'll be okay."
"Forty percent."

"What?"

I look up at him. "There's a forty percent chance that she's going to make it. Forty." I feel the tears coming on again and look back at my shoes, frowning.

"There's hope, Four." He puts his hand on my shoulder again. "There's always hope."

I look at him and nod.

The elevator door opens, and we walk out.

"They're over here," says Zeke, turning around the right corner. He turns right again into a room, where everyone is sitting. A big TV sits turned off, on the wall, and there are magazines on tables, but everyone is silent, doing nothing. Christina's turned her chair into a corner, and her head is in her arms. Will is sitting cross – legged on a couch. Lynn and Uriah sit in chairs staring at nothing, and Marlene bites her nails anxiously.

Lynn looks up. "Hey, Four." She smiles at me, and everyone tries to smile too, except Christina, who just turns her head. I can tell they're trying to be nice to me, out of pity.

"Hi." I say gruffly, and sit in a chair in the corner, opposite Christina and next to Uriah.

Everyone is quiet, not knowing what to say. Zeke pulls his chair up in front of all of us.

"Hey, guys. I know we're all upset, but I was just telling Four something. We can't lose our hope. Tris will be okay. I know she will."

"And how exactly do you know that?" asks Christina, wiping her mascara.

"How?" replies Zeke. "Because she's Tris. The same Tris that ranked first in her initiation. Tris won't leave us, guys. She's a warrior." He pauses. "She's Dauntless."

We all go back to doing nothing, and I rest my head in my hands, trying to think. What Zeke said makes sense. I need to stay hopeful.

An hour passes. Uriah stands up.

"Guys, we should get supper. It's six thirty."

"Yeah." Everyone mumbles.

"There's a sandwich place around the corner. I'll get everyone something." Uriah leaves, and a few minutes later, comes back with a tray of wrapped sandwiches and seven bottles of water.

Everyone takes a sandwich and a drink. I am hungry, but I don't want to eat. All of the sudden, a nurse comes into the room.

"Are you all here for Tris Prior?"

I jump up, my water bottle dropping to the floor, Christina jerks her head up, and everyone else nods.
"Yes. How is she?" asks Lynn.

"She made it through the surgery," she says with a smile.

Everyone sighs heavily with relief, and a huge weight from my shoulders is lifted. Christina smiles, wiping her tears.

"You can all see her now, just don't touch her."

Everyone runs at the door at the same time, true Dauntless style. The Erudite nurse squeals and gets pushed over, but none of us care enough to go back and help her. We all pile in the elevator, smiling at each other.

"Told you all," says Zeke happily. "Tris is a Dauntless warrior."

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