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Tris (part 2)

Footsteps outside my door wake me up. It's clear that no matter how much we tried to relax last night, my nerves are still at its limit, because even the slightest noise wakes me up, while that is something that usually happens to Tobias, not me. I look up, and notice that he's also awake now. Well, I'm not the only one who is nervous.

"Who is it?" I ask, and my father's voice answers me from the other side.

"Beatrice, it's me. We need to go to the interrogatory now, your friend Christina told us you were here." For a minute I wonder why is it my father and not my mom outside my door, and then I remember my fight with her the other day.

"Yes, dad, I'll go in a minute." How will I go if I have no idea where it is?

"I knocked on Tobias's door, and since no one answered I imagined your boyfriend is here," he says, the word boyfriend on his lips sounding like a blasphemy.

Last night I had fallen asleep with my pants on, so I just go and open the door, facing my dad.

"Yes, he's here. We'll both go in a minute," I say. He looks behind me, at Tobias, and his eyes darken. It's just then when I remember that he's shirtless, thanks to him giving it to me. Great Tris, and then you want your dad to accept him? If he doesn't throw him from the top of the building you can both consider yourselves lucky!

But, surprisingly, my dad just nods, and turns to leave.

"I have to speak with him after the interrogation," he finally says, and walks away. When I enter the room again, Tobias looks at me.

"Should I be more afraid of this interrogation or the one your father will hold just for me?" I roll my eyes.

"Don't be stupid, Tobias. He can't harm you." Not physically at least…

"No, but he is your father," he says, and then looks at his bare chest, "I can't go like this," he says, and I nod.

"Give me a minute," I tell him, "I'll go and get us some clothes." He nods, and just when I'm about to leave he speaks again.

"You know, Tris, I would get it." I turn to him. Get it? What's he talking about? "You know… if it comes between me and your family…. I'm selfish enough to want you to choose me, but I'd get it if you choose them."

Is he seriously telling me this? And now?

"Why would I ever have to choose between you two, Tobias?"

He shrugs.

"It's obvious they don't like me. I mean, your mother likes me, but your father and brother don't. And if it comes between them and me…"he doesn't say it hurt, or even with emotion. He says it as a fact, as he is.

"They can get their opinion in their asses, Tobias," I tell him, and then walk to him. I put my hands on his face, and look straight into his eyes, "I love them, but I love you too, and they do not have a vote in this." I point at us with my finger," This is just ours, no one can get it, not Jeannine, not my parents or brother….not your father, Tobias." He nods,

"Okay." This time, I shake my head.

"No, don't just say that. Promise me." Tobias takes my hands in his.

"I promise you." then, he kisses me, sweet and tenderly. This is one of the reasons why I love him: he's hard but loving, cold but protective, insecure and brave. He's someone who has been through a lot, but doesn't want pity, doesn't need pity. He's the man that I've always thought I could love.

We stay like that for about a minute, just holding each other, but I have to break the magic.

"I need to get those clothes Tobias," I say, and he chuckles.

"Yes, right."

I leave the room, closing the door behind me… but where can I go? Where does Candor get their clothes from? After considering it for a minute or so, I decide the only place I can go is to Christina's. The thought makes me nervous and sad at the same time. I have no doubt she does not want to see me, but I want to see her. She has to understand why I did what I did.

When I get to the Infirmary, the first person I see is my mother. I'm surprised to find her outside Caleb's room, and not where I thought she would be. She looks at me, her face tired and her eyes red, and I don't know if it's because of the lack of sleep or because of the tears.

"I thought you'd be with Caleb," I say. She nods.

"I was, but they're running some tests on him, so I was asked to come and wait outside." By Candor standards, "asked" means told off. Especially if it's my mother.

When I look at her again, all the sadness and rancor I held for her last night washes away. She's my mom, the same one that took care of me every night when I was sick with the flu as a child, which slept next to me, which made me soup and put a bit more flavor in it during those days so I would be happier. The same mother that always had a smile for me, that never looked at me with disappointment because I couldn't be selfless enough. She's my mom, and I can't be mad at her. I don't know what having a child is, but if she loves me so much (and I know she does) then how can I blame her for trying to save my life?

"I'm sorry," I tell her, "I'm sorry about last night. I shouldn't have said all those things about you." My mom looks at me, giving me a sad smile, and sighs.

"Thanks you. I know it must have been hard, but if it means anything: I really like Tobias. I think he's a good boy, and he's a good man for you, Bea." I sit next to her.

"Yes, he is." I notice the size of the bags under her eyes, how pale her face is.

"Mom, are you really fine?" I ask, concerned now. She nods.

"I'm just…I'm just so tired," mom smirks a bit, "I guess I'm not twenty anymore. When I was twenty I could stay awake the whole night, taking care of you and your brother when you were ill or just annoyed at night…"

"Maybe you should sleep a bit," I suggest, but she bites her lip. I can see tears in her eyes.

"No… no I can't. If I go to sleep and something happens…"

"I'll wake you up. And nothing will happen to Caleb." She shakes her head.

"He's not recovering, Bea." what? But Christina said…, "The doctors thought that he was alright, but at night he started struggling to breathe. They checked him on those machines and it turns out the bullet damaged one of his lungs. It was not something too big at the beginning, that's what they think, and that's how he survived, but he should have been taken cared of immediately and he wasn't."

I stay frozen, my hand still on her shoulder. He seemed okay yesterday, getting better…

"But… when they said that he was going to be okay… when Christina said that…" My mom shakes her head.

"They didn't know it already. They are trying to make his lung get better by itself, and if that's not possible they are going to have to take it, and he'll have to survive with just one of them." Caleb? Losing one of his lungs? This can't be happening; he was supposed to get better.

And then, I now that there's something else. His life wouldn't be at risk just because of his lung, there has to be more.

"What else?" She sighs.

"It was the blood loss. It seemed like it had been nothing, but actually he lost a great amount and for a long period… he's been having trouble moving his limbs correctly, like his legs and arms. They don't know… they don't know if it is something permanent or not." She grabs her head in her hands, resting them.

"It's not possible. He's stronger than that, maybe there was just some temporary damage, or it's just the shock, or…" My mom stops me by putting her hand on my face, something she rarely does.

"It's Okay Beatrice. He will be better, we'll help him, and the doctors. And your friend, Christina, has also been running the tests and trying to help. The only thing is that we can't really go anywhere. He needs to recover, both body and mind, and how could he do it on the run? Erudite is not an option so…" When she mentions Chris, and the word friend, I flinch. She must notice this.

"What, what is it?" I shake my head. How could I give her more problems with all the ones we're having right now?

"It's nothing mom. Hey, I came here because I need some clothes, for me and Tobias, you know, as ours are dirty and bloody." She looks at me, and then a small smile cracks on her face.

"Of course, I see, since you're wearing your boyfriend's shirt and with the amazing humor your father came back from your room…" oh, come on mom, seriously? My face must be like tomatoes, but then… if embarrassing me is distracting her from all of this sorrow, then I welcome it. After all, I'm partially the cause of my brother is in this situation.

My mom goes and speaks to one of the Candor nurses. Now that it's daytime I notice there are some Dauntless in the infirmary. Maybe they were hurt during the attack, or when they split up.

"We'll take care of her," a familiar hard voice says. I turn around, to face Lynn, Marlene, and Uriah behind my mom and the Candor woman.

"Ha! What did you think, mm? That we forgot about you two lovebirds?" Uriah says, in his usual mocking voice.

I smile.

"I wouldn't even dream about it," Lynn tosses me a bunch of dark clothes, which I catch fast, then, Uriah does the same.

"We picked those ones from different Dauntless girls and boys, collecting some pants here, trainers there, shirts from someone else… we couldn't let you be dressed like some hippy Amitys," Lynn says, disinterested.

"Do you even now where the interrogation will take place?" I ask them. Marlene nods.

"Yeah, they did it to all of us when we came here. It was basically to know that we were trustworthy enough, but ours was a private interrogation, which was weird considering this is Candor…" I hear a "hey" from a Candor behind her back, but we pretend we didn't heard it. They give me instructions as to how to get to The Merciless Mart, and then I go back to the room. When I arrive, Tobias looks at me with an annoyed expression.

"What took you so long Tris?" Oh, of course, I must have lost track of the time and he was bored here.

"Sorry, I was speaking with my mom. You know, about my brother… and then Uriah, Marlene and Lynn arrived." When I mention Caleb his eyes soften and his face relaxes. I know he understands how much all of this hurts me, what is at risk for all of us, for Caleb. If something happens to my brother, I don't think I could be able to forgive myself in my entire life.

"How is he?" Tobias asks, and I explain to him all my mother told me. When I finish he shakes his head.

"If he's anything like his sister and parents, then he'll be back on his legs in a few days, you'll see." I sigh, hoping that he's right.

"Do you think the Candor will hold us for much longer?" He looks the other way, frowning. I know he's thinking, considering the options.

"I don't know. I think it depends on what Erudite tells them," his attention turns back to me, "But I think that we should worry more about us for now."

After we've both changed into the clothes that my friends gave me, we head towards the Merciless Mart. I've never been there, but I follow the crosses on the walls, as Marlene told me. Seeing the crosses makes me realize how much all of this doesn't belong to them, to us. This is not home for the Dauntless, so they need to mark this labyrinth.

When we get there, my parents are already waiting, and I see a bunch of Dauntless and Candor leaders too. Of course, they are the ones which will interrogate us. My parents look tired and sad, but worried at the same time, and by the way my father looks at the Candor I know it's about the interrogation. That is something I cannot place: why would they be worried about it? Of course, I can get it that they could be annoyed- anyone with some self-respect for their privacy would be- but worried? They have no real secrets.

And then, the feeling that I got when I first realized my mom had been Dauntless comes to me. If she had been hiding things like that from me and Caleb (I guess my dad knew about this, of course) then what else can she be hiding? And my father? I have never known anyone from their families, not parents or uncles or things like that. The first time I knew I had an uncle was when my mom came to me and Caleb one night and told us our dad's brother was dead. How many things do I ignore about them?

The doors open and the Candor Leaders and Dauntless go inside. Minutes later, a Candor woman comes out and indicates for us to go inside, splitting my parents, Tobias, and I. They go to sit on a bench on the lower part while they send us with the Dauntless, over to the upper levels. Of course, because we came together doesn't mean we are together for them. Different factions, that's all that matters. If they had been letting them stay with Caleb it must only be because of his condition.

Tobias and I sit on some seats that we find, and Marlene, Uriah, and Lynn sit next to us- as well as Christina. She sits next to Uriah, and when her eyes lay on me all I see in them is rage, anger, and sadness. I'm just about to say something, when Jack Kang speaks. He explains why we are there, because they believe we are traitors (yeah, of course, we saved you all dumbass!) and then he calls the first one to go under the serum- Four. Since he was the one that is actually accused of treason, he's the first one to be called.

Tobias grips my hand for a second, before letting go, and I try to give him all the strength he needs in that hand-holding. Then, I watch as my boyfriend goes and sits on the chair, I watch as the serum is injected into his system and hear the first question to be asked.

"What's your name?" Tobias struggles and then answers,"Four."

"Your real name," the Candor man emphasizes. This time, he frowns for a bit, but then answers,

"Tobias Eaton."

CLIFFHANGER! YEAHHH! Hahahaha, I'm waiting for your reviews and PM's guys! As always, I'm open to criticism, as long as it's constructive! Also this weekend I'm going away, so I think that next chapter will be update in a week's time, maybe a bit more, but remember: I don't quit the story! Never!

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Vanesa