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It was all happening so fast.

I went home for a week or so with Jeanine, Caleb, and Hazel for the funeral for dad. They cleaned up his wound nicely, but you could tell how he died. He was buried in his officer's uniform, so he looked all official and stuff. He could be sleeping.

Then I had to endure two days of silence before going back to school. Just silence. After the funeral, I half expected him to come in the door laughing with his big booming laugh. But there was never a big, booming laugh. Just silence. It was overwhelming silence. Just silence.

And when I got back, it was almost time for my junior year. Bianca and I decided to have a joint birthday party, so we made the invites together and stuff. Finally, Chris dragged me out shopping. Of course.

"Chris, do I have to go shopping." I groaned.

"Yes! You have to be all dressed up and cute for your birthday party!" Chis squealed. "You'd look great in... hm... try this dress, the dark green one." She beamed and held up a dark green dress - the kind with one sleeve. I rolled my eyes, sighed, groaned, and pleaded, but she marched me to the dressing room. "Try. It. On."

So I did try it on. When I looked at it, I had to admit... it fit in with my curves and stressed them, while feeling like awesomeness... all in all, it was perfect. When I came out so Cristina could see, she nearly cried. "It's perfect!" She squealed. Then she made me take it off. When I went back in the dressing room, I did a double take.

I could see Tobias in the mirror. Tobias, just like in my dream. Head in his hands, scars on his arm. I waved at him until he stood up and stared at me.

"Tris?" He asked. "Why am I talking to you in Dressing Room 106?"

I blushed - there was a sign in the dressing room. "The question is, why are you here in the mirror?"

Tobias shrugged. "How the heck am I supposed to know? my guess is you fell, hitting your head, and fell asleep or something. Try stepping through the mirror?"

I scoffed, but banged on the mirror. It opened like a door, and I stepped in. "Well, that was unexpected."

"You hit your head real hard." He agreed. I slapped his arm and he scowled, fake hurt. "Owww!"

So we chatted.

I woke up in my room, Chris next to me.

"Let me guess." I frowned before she could say a word. "I fell, hit my head really hard, and fell asleep."

Her mouth dropped open, and she nodded.

"Point one, Tobias." I muttered. "How long until the birthday party?"

"It's tomorrow." She said. "You were only out for an hour."

"Oh, good." I said happily. "Point one, Tris."

"It's time for dinner." She pulled my hand. "Come on."

I sighed as she dragged me towards dinner. I could picture Tobias shaking his head.

"What did you say, Officer James?" I was watching the news again. After - my dad... was...killed... I couldn't stop watching it.

"That's right, Ben. We are on the trail of Matthew Hart, who we identified from Officer Prior's call as a suspect in the kidnapping of Tobias Eaton... and Carly Drew."

"Carly Drew? back up, Officer."

"That's right, Ben. A girl the age of sixteen was recently kidnapped. It happened in an almost-empty parking lot. The clothes she was reported to be wearing were found on the side of the road not far from the scene of the crime."

"It's a sad case, Officer. The identity of 'Matthew Hart' is being worked on now by some of your best detectives, as it is suspected to be a false name, or possibly stolen from another victim. Is it true that Kevin Blair is another possible victim of kidnapping?"

"It is true, Ben. Kevin was reported missing by a single mother at noon today. We are doing everything possible to find the location and reason for this senseless kidnapping... if you know anything useful about these three, or have another possible kidnapping, contact us at Chicago Police Department."

I tilted my head. Matthew Hart... the last name seemed familiar, but I couldn't place it. Besides, there were millions of Hart's around the world. If I could locate any Harts, they probably wouldn't have any connection to Matthew. I sighed as I turned off the TV and I could hear Chris coming in. She was all excited and stuff, and we went over the details over the party, but my mind kept wandering.

Why was this happening?