Teddy woke with a start. Eric was leaning over her with a hand braced around the base of her neck. Her eyes felt heavy and she realized she'd fallen asleep in her office. The dream had left her a bit shaken. She'd seen that scene over and over while going over her fear landscapes. But that dream had added details that she knew now had long since been forgotten. She hadn't even realized that it had been an actual memory.

Teddy knew her father had run a series of tests on her when she was little. It had only told her all the social and mental disorders she had and it had told her parents how to best raise her. She had no recollection of anyone else involved, and certainly not of any serums involved.

"Teddy?" Eric's brows were furrowed as he looked down at her dazed expression.

"I'm fine." She ran a hand up and down his arm. "Just a little tired."

"You were talking in your sleep." Teddy quirked a brow at that, but didn't give him any more information. Instead, she looked down at the paperwork she'd been going over the past while. The patrols were almost ready to go. The renegades were rumored to still be near Erudite and they would be the ones to tell them where Evelyn was. "Coffee or bed?" Teddy looked back up to see that Eric was holding a mug of a steaming beverage and she took it gratefully.

"Thank you," she took a sip of it before looking back at the paperwork. "We should be good tomorrow." She looked back up at Eric. "Just try not to kill any of the rebels before I get them to talk." Eric smirked.

"You only need one. That leaves nine to play with." Teddy couldn't help the flush running up her neck. The thought of torturing another kidnapper made her heart race.

"Seven. If you remember, I…I had a bit of fun with two of them." That got an actual smile from the man before her. That smile had her biting her lip and her toes curling.

"I may have lost it a little with those two." There was a playful glint in his gray eyes.

"You were very generous in leaving them for me. You're very good to me." She took another sip of her coffee, made just how she liked it. And then she felt Eric's large hand palm up into her hair. He gripped it firmly, but not painfully, and pulled so she was looking up to him fully as he knelt over her, foreheads meeting.

"Anything for you." And as much as Teddy cherished this soft version of her lover, she had the nagging feeling at the back of her mind that something else was going on and that whatever he knew, he wasn't telling her.

Teddy had been dwelling on her dream all week. She hardly ever remembered her dreams. Though there were the few nightmares that had stuck with her since being kidnapped and now these two dreams that felt more like memories. Whenever she saw those scenes in her sleep, she woke up with a pounding headache and she couldn't figure out why the two were connected. She always took a mild pain killer with some coffee, hoping the caffeine would ease the throbbing at the back of her skull.

Eric had been hovering. Especially when the Special Forces had searched all of Erudite for the wanted men, only to come up with nothing. When the Lieutenant had come back with the bad news, Teddy had thanked the woman, told her to keep her soldiers ready for any news and had been thoroughly calm throughout the entire ordeal.

And then she'd headed straight to her office.

Eric had thought she might want to spar, do some shooting, maybe even head back to the apartment and fuck it out. He'd even been prepared to let her take on the dominant role, if that's what she needed. But he certainly hadn't expected her to pop a pain pill and look into some psychiatric files from Erudite.

And so, as the week progressed, Eric was constantly at her side. He sat close to her at meals, his eyes not missing each morsel she put into her mouth. He walked her to each meeting, even if he wasn't needed. He asked for her input over and over again with each little thing. He was running himself ragged trying to figure out what was going on inside her head. He'd told her twice before that there was no need to hide from him and he'd meant it. So he didn't understand the lack of communication between the two of them. She'd always been quite exceptional at reading him and vice versa. True, he certainly had a head start with seeing all her files once she'd transferred. But even then, there had been a natural understanding between the pair. Always had been, even during her initiation. But he had expected that, even if she couldn't remember.

"Eric?" His eyes looked up at Teddy from the report he was currently viewing. With Initiation so close, Four and Lauren were going over itineraries and how to rank them. Four, as always, wanted to do something different and the leaders had to humor him for about a day or two before resuming the norm.

"Hmm?"

"I think your office needs dusting." Teddy was typing something out on her computer before looking down at some paperwork sitting to the side.

"No, the janitors clean it out every night." He went back to the notes Four had left on nearly every single day's schedule.

"Eric." Her tone really got his attention this time. "What's going on?" He knew what she really meant and he didn't have an articulate answer.

"We haven't caught the renegades yet." He kept his voice purposefully low and rough.

"What? So Max wants you to hound me until I get it done?" She was livid…but not at him, not really. Eric went to speak, but Teddy interrupted him. "I'm working on it, ok? They're just always one fucking step ahead of us." She leaned back in her chair with a sigh, rubbing her face in agitation.

"Teddy-."

"Fuck it. Might as well go with them. Get shit done myself." She was clearly done with the conversation, but Eric had more he needed to say. How he knew she was delving into old Erudite files and that whatever was going on with her right now had more to do than the Factionless who had kidnapped her and that the dreams and physical ailments she had now was more than just symptoms of PTSD. But then, she had to know that. She could certainly give him a run for his money when it came to intelligence. He wanted to tell her that there was protocol to going out with the Special Forces. But she knew that too.

"Teddy!" The woman in question was quickly making her way down the halls, flipping through files on her tablet until she came to one in particular. It got her to smile, that familiar predatory glint in her eyes that Eric had fallen for. And then she was knocking on Max's door.

"Max?" She walked in without waiting for a response. "I have it on good authority that the men we're looking for are hiding out in Abnegation. I need your permission to join Lieutenant Camden and her squadron to get these bastards." Eric couldn't deny the loophole through that protocol. And Max was just staring at the pair, three other officers staring at the leaders standing in the doorway.

"Uh…y-yeah. Yes. Permission granted. But I expect a proper report once you have the men in holding." Teddy nodded in acknowledgment before closing the door and heading out. For the second or third time in his entire life, Eric was at a loss of what to do. And he hated that, especially when it came to Teddy.

"You know, I think you should stay and make sure Four doesn't get his way." Teddy turned to face him. "He's a bit soft and…we can't have our initiates getting through on softness." Eric lifted a brow in amusement. She wasn't wrong. "But I know your job can be pretty boring, so if I let you in on this, you need to promise that you're not going to kill anyone…at least not right away."

"At least not right away." He confirmed with a smirk.

The renegades were caught with the Lieutenant, Teddy and Eric leading different groups in on an abandoned building on the outskirts of Abnegation. There was another squadron keeping an eye out for anything around the selfless faction, making sure there were no witnesses and no one was harmed in the capture of the kidnappers.

Most of them were surprised to see Teddy still alive, but the man in charge, the man with the iridescent eyes, he appeared as though he were more disappointed that Dauntless hadn't found them earlier, as though it had been a test and the soldiers had failed.

"Keep him alive." Teddy ordered. She was exhausted and her head was pounding again. It was probably a two-hour drive back to Dauntless and she hadn't brought any pain killers. "And one other in case we can't get him to talk." She knew that if she couldn't, then Eric could, at least. But it was always good to have a backup. "I don't give a shit wh-what you…" She trailed off, her speech slurring slightly. This headache was really doing her in.

"Teddy?" The Lieutenant seemed concerned. "Ma'am?"

"I don't give a shit what you do to the others." She found her words again. Then she turned to see Eric speaking to someone on the phone, presumably to tell someone to prepare some cells and interrogation rooms. Eric caught her eye and began to head toward her, and then there was nothing.

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