Tris POV- A little swearing, sorry ;)

Pacing the lounge room, I'm not happy that Peter is back but I have to be happy that his alive. I mean he might give me answers. Still pacing I completely missed the fact that someone is leaning on the doorframe watching as I pace the lounge room.

It's Zeke, he gives me a knowing look and suddenly Uriah appears next to him. Soon followed by Will and Christina, they both walk straight to the couch sitting, Christina placing herself happily on Will's lap. But when they settle, they all look towards me.

I just look at them waiting for them to say something, still pacing through the lounge room slowly. It's Christina who breaks the silence. Honestly I knew it wouldn't take long before she had to say something, but that's just Christina. "Okay... I know that we're all hostile right now but why did you knock him out." I just look at her. "Why didn't I" I hiss back. I know that I'm being a little hash but I need to talk to Peter and it's now or never.

I don't wait for her reply before I walk out of the room and into the kitchen. I grab a cup and fill it full of water and make my way to the lounge room. Once I get there, they are all sitting around talking. I don't wait for them to notice me before I speak. "Will, Zeke, Uriah" I nod towards the hallway and they all get up. Christina just stands there.

"Christina, I'm sorry, I don't want you to see this okay" I walk over to her giving her a hug, trying to reassure her it's okay. I pull away and she gives me a half hearted smile in return. Walking into the hallway I turn the boys. "Let's go" I say while walking to the basement.

When we reach Peter, he is still passed out and still tied to the chair. The boys spread out Will leaning on the wall behind Peter. Uriah is leaning on a table, while Zeke is standing next to me with his arms folded. "So let's give Peter a little wake up call, shall we" I say before flinging the water at his face. He wakes almost instantly. His coughing and looks at us a little startled.

First thing he does is pulls against the restraints. He looks up at us. It's not confusion that's clear on his face it's pride, no longer showing shock. "Nice to see you're up" I say in a stern tone. He smirks at me. "I'm not afraid of you Tris, your nothing to me" he laughs at me. I just stand there. "Fair enough, only you're the one who seems to be tied to a chair." "I know beings back memories" he says with a smile. I have no clue what his talking about, so I ignore it. "How are you alive Peter" he just looks at me. "Answer the question" he still doesn't listen.

Moments pass until he actually does say something. "How did you figure out" he looks from glaring at Zeke to glaring at me. I frown "I though you were dead. Running away from Marcus. We ran passed you and Al. You both were covered in blood, but apparently it wasn't yours. Smart really." I say the last part in fake joy.

Peter huffs in announce, he knows I've got him. "If you did fake your death why didn't you come back sooner. And that's what got me thinking as soon as I saw you. Which brings is to. Where were you?" He just looks at all of us accept Will, who he hasn't noticed yet.

"Well Peter" I smirk down at him "The ability to think isn't exclusive to Erudite" Zeke glares at Peter. "Look Peter I've had enough with this delay, Where's Four" I turn serious. And so does the room, within seconds the mood changes from a bad feeling to a sort of sorrow. But Peter just smirks.

Getting more and more frustrated with him not answering me. I walk up to Peter and back hand him across the face, causing him to grunt in pain. "I asked you a f-" I'm cut mid rant by Zeke. "Tris." I look over my shoulder. "What" he frowns at me.

"If you hurt him your just as bad as Jeanine." I sigh his right. I just turn back to facing Peter and punch him right in the nose making his left eye start to swell and his nose bleed. I turn to the door and with a wave hand I exit the room.

I walk up stairs and sit on the couch, no bothering to turn on the TV. I just sit there staring blankly at the floorboards. I rap my arms around my legs and rest my chin on my knees. I hear a loud groan in pain and Zeke walking up the staircase. His looking closely at his hand which is now bruised and goes to the kitchen. He comes back a few seconds later with ice and sits next to me. Shauna obviously hearing the commotion walks down the stairs and sees me on the couch with Zeke and the loud groans coming from Peter down stairs. It did turn pretty ugly.

She walks over and sits on Zeke. Doesn't the chicks in this house know we have more than enough chairs. ''You guys okay." "Yep never better." We hear another groan. "Uriah, Will that's enough" Zeke snaps. With in seconds they enter the room. Both looking guilty, but they decide to stand.

"We know you what Four back Tris, we all do but sending the boys to bash others for answers isn't the right choice, that's not us remember." Shauna says calmly. I look at her "You right, but sadly I didn't send them to-" "I did" Zeke says from next to me. "I know that you guys don't hurt people but I'm getting sick of this." He huffs in announce every looks to him in confusion. "Tris just admit that your in love with Four. Screw all that it's only for my conscience crap."

They look at me expectably. I sign in defeat. "Fine I might be in love with him but that's the best your going to get" I say getting up of the couch. "Just give me a second with Peter okay" I walk down stairs to meet Peter.

His in bad shape, "You know Peter, if you didn't fake you death in the first place I would actually feel sorry for you, but I would be lying because I'm getting really sick of this shit" I walk towards him. "Now where's Four" I yell. He doesn't answer me. Fuck it. I walk over to the table that Uriah was leaning on and grab a pair of pistol, I really didn't want to do this.

I walk over to Peter showing him the pistol in my hands. "Look Peter you know me and I don't play dirty but look what you making me do" I point it to his leg and click the bullet into it's chamber. "Now I'm going to ask you nicely, this gun has three bullets in it" I adjust the gun in my hands, it's still aimed at his leg.

"You have two tries before the third goes through your skull" I think being around Four make me soft. But now all I want to do is find him. "Where's Four" he looks up at me with the one eye he can see through.

"You won't shoot me you're to stiff." He smirks at me "Interesting theory" I say before I pull the trigger. He screams in agony, not even trying to hide the pain. Okay let's try round two...

Zeke POV

We are sitting around wait for Tris to finish talking to Peter when we hear a gun go off down stairs. Shauna has a frown on her face and Will just looks board. Uriah left just after Tris to go get ice cream from the kitchen, complaining that this was too stressful. Moments pass and yet another just gunshot is heard from down stairs with more screaming. Shauna shakes her head and makes her way up stairs.

After I hear my bedroom door close another one opens. It's Tris and she seems to be in a hurry. She runs up the steps as she gets to the top. She stops to catch her breath before speaking. " .unit" she says in between breaths...