Tris POV

Debriefing Christina was a little difficult, but we manage to get it done in as short amount of time as possible. Which is around an hour or so because she keeps bringing up things we've already explained.

"Wait, wait, wait... so they brought you back to life for no reason? Seriously no reason at all except to tease you with going to live oppositely to your boyfriend that had no idea you were alive and tell you that you couldn't tell anyone?" says Christina.

"Yes, that's already been established," I say. We've had to tell her that detail about fifteen times already.

"I know it's 'already been established'. I'm just trying to put things together. Unlike what you guys have been doing."

I notice Tobias looking at Uriah somewhat begrudgingly from the corner of his eye as he listens silently to the conversation.

"You guys have been looking at this all wrong. It's not why they brought you back to life, it's how," Christina says. She leans back into the chair she's been sitting in. "You guys never questioned what sort of technology they've been using to bring people back. You guys were just the successful prototypes for a more intricate plan. Do you ever wonder what they were doing, just bringing you guys back willy nilly? No. You were one of the last people that died, Tris, and Uriah was pretty fresh too. They just wanted the recently deceased and you were coincidentally the freshest."

Silence for a moment while all of this is contemplates.

"Wow, that's... actually a pretty good theory," Uriah says.

"What, did you expect me to be an idiot or something?"

"Sort of, yeah."

She rolls her eyes. "The point is, there's a lot more to this than meets the eye. There might also be the fact that both of you are Divergent, and everyone's obsessed with the way your brain works. But who knows? Just a hunch."

Christina stands up. "You guys look like you haven't had a good meal in days. I'll make you something while you... plot out a battle strategy or whatever." She walks out of the room and a couple of seconds later I hear noises from the kitchen.

"Welp," Uriah says. "Got a plan?"


Yo. This is short, I know, but I need to keep writing this and stuff so I don't just give up again. Thanks for your time!