AND I AM BACK FROM THE DEAD. No, I'm not a zombie. I AM ALIVE!

I AM SERIOUSLY SORRY ABOUT LEAVING THIS STORY. I've been so busy with starting a new grade, schoolwork, and the amount of homework we have and extra classes. I have SO much homework, basketball three times a week, and piano theory to do too. I am just insanely busy right now, and I am so, SO sorry. It was just like a week ago when I was like: "Oh. My Divergent story. Yeah. Forgot about that." I managed to do a bit of writing every day, thus leading up to this 3,700 word chapter you are reading right now. And once I started writing I realized how much I had missed it.

Anyway, here you guys go! I am back and this story is not on hiatus, to clear up anything. Hope you like this chapter!

Disclaimer: As always, I don't own Divergent.

Our feet leave the edge of the car and we leap into the dark cloud of dust, coughing slightly. A large hand suddenly claps around my mouth and I barely have time to react before Tobias' low voice reassures me. "Try not to open your mouth." I almost sag in relief as we land on the ground and move away from the train. The dust rises up and clears all of a sudden, leaving the air clear and pure. The Dauntless whoop and yell as we all start walking toward the pier, and the air fills with a sudden buzz of noise. I catch my breath at the beautiful view, the early sunset sparkling on the water. The pale blue sky is streaked with bits of orange, contributing to a spectacular view.

Tobias tucks his arm around me, smiling. "This is going to be amazing, Tris."

I raise an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my face. "Like last year?"

"The Ferris Wheel? God, hopefully not like last year." Tobias laughs out loud. I grin. "Ohhh... you are making this so hard. I just want to run up the Ferris Wheel with the flag when the game starts-" Tobias lets out a little breath as my smile grows wider. "-which of course forces you to follow me up till the very top. The very, very, top." Tobias pulls me closer, and I can feel his warm breath on my skin.

I smile. "Let me finish. And then we get to the top. And of course, I can't let you get my flag! So I throw down the flag to one of my teammates down at the bottom and they run away, leaving you up there stranded. Which your teammates lose the fastest, best fighter they have and of course, we win." Tobias smiles. "Fastest, best fighter?"

I redden slightly. "Hey - you know - first place initiate that was offered Dauntless leader but turned it down, four fears, initiate trainer, strong enough to intimidate Eric, the only other Abnegation initiate to transfer to Dauntless, and one of the only four people on earth I love." We've stopped walking, and everyone swirls around us as we stand there, staring into each others eyes. The hubbub of voices has faded to a blur and Tobias is all I pay attention to. My voice has dropped to a whisper as I continue. "My heart and soul. Someone I would give everything for - who I've completely and totally fallen for." Tobias strokes my cheek, his eyes so filled with love and compassion that it fills me with a feeling that I can't quite describe. He is mine. I am his. Nothing else is possible. "I will always love you. To infinity and beyond." he whispers. His eyes swirl with emotion. I'm sure I'm pretty close to crying by now. Tobias brushes a blonde lock off my face and brings his lips about an inch away from mine. "Tris, I-" I cut him off and close the distance between our lips.

I raise myself up on tiptoes just the slightest bit and smile into the kiss, feeling him do the same back. It's like everything he needed to say was communicated with that kiss. It wasn't passionate by any standard. It was the softest, gentlest kiss you could imagine, which simply said, I love you.

I pulled away, smiling softly, and stroked his cheek. Tobias smiles, wrapping an arm around me. "Don't worry - I'm yours, Tris Prior."

"And I'm completely and utterly yours, Tobias Eaton."

Tobias grins and leans down to give me a slight peck on the cheek. "We better get going. As much as I'd love to kiss you again, I don't think they would enjoy waiting very much." As he finishes, a long yell of "FOUUUUR! SIIIIX!" rings in the chilly air. I let out a little laugh, tucking my arm into Tobias' and hurrying forward. "That's an understatement."

We reach the shore within a few minutes to a crowd milling around in front of a tall rock jutting out of the ground at the very edge of the shore. There are a few waves splashing around the base of the rock. Tobias and I make our way through the crowd.

"Let's run when the tide pulls back. I don't fancy getting wet on this freezing day," Tobias mutters under his breath. I murmur back, "Okay," before he's running. I race after him onto the wet sand, which flies up every time my sneakers hit the ground. The tide is just coming back onto the beach when we spring up onto the rock and climb up. We meet again at the top, slightly out of breath. "Ready?" I ask Tobias.

"Gimme a minute." He starts rummaging inside his jacket for something. He pulls out a slightly battered red box and tosses it to me. "Want some gum?"

I raise an eyebrow, half smiling. "Okay." I pull out a tiny pink rectangle and stuff it in my mouth before tossing the box back to Tobias. "Thanks."

"No problem." He grins and stuffs the box back in his pocket before turning to the mass of black. "HEY, GUYS!" A few of the members nearer to the front hear him and shush each other, but majority of the black clothed people keep chatting. I grin. "Hey Toby, lemme try." He rolls his eyes, but steps back, careful not to slip. "Fine. But don't blame me when you fail."

I wait for a few seconds till the tide rolls back so it'll make less noise. Then, taking advantage of the quiet, I cup my hands and yell as loud as I can: "YO!"

The yell reverberates around the clearing and people quiet down and look up at us, realizing that their leaders are trying to get their attention. That's better.

Tobias has his mouth open in shock as I stand back, grinning. "Hey, don't hate the player, hate the game." Tobias holds up both hands, smiling broadly. "I'm sorry." A loud yell of, "YOU GO, GIRL!" erupts from the audience and causes a round of applause, even though most people don't know what they're clapping for. I search for the source and find Christina jumping up and down, waving her hands at me from the back. I laugh and flash a thumbs up in her direction.

"Okay guys," Tobias says. "We're gonna have two teams, Six and I'll be team captains. We'll divvy you up then Six's team is gonna leave. My team will wait for a couple minutes before heading in the opposite direction. You got that?" There's a general mumble of assent as I step forward and cup my hands around my mouth again. "Initiates, could you come forward please?"

There's movement in the crowd as the 14 initiates, mixed transfer and Dauntless born, come out and look up apprehensively. "Should I start?" I murmur. Tobias runs a hand through his hair. "Be my guest."

I bite my lip as I scan the initiates. "Um... Holly." She reminds me too much of myself not to have her on my team. Tobias grins, his rebuttal quick. "Alex."

Holly and Alex move to different sides as Liam pretends to be torn between the two, a shocked expression plastered on his face. I smile. "Liam!"

"SORRY, ALEX!" Liam hollers as he runs toward Holly. She barely catches him in her arms as he topples her to the ground and they roll a few feet, arms and legs tangled. There's a murmur of laughter as Tobias throws his arms around me and pretends to do the same. There's a second of panic as my foot slips on the wet rock and I almost fall the 15 or so feet off the jagged rock, but Tobias catches my hand and pulls me up so that our faces are inches from each other. I can feel his heart beating quickly like mine. I look up at him lovingly, reaching a hand up to stroke his cheek. "Uh, HEY!"

A loud yell breaks us apart to see the entire Dauntless pride staring at us, not making a sound. I flush in embarrassment, straightening my t-shirt. "Okay, uh, back to sorting."

We divvy up the initiates pretty quickly. Tobias picks Claire and I get Bryan, which gets him with David and me with Britney. Yippee. I try to choose the Dauntless-borns based on how fast and agile they look, while Tobias seems to be going for more strength and endurance. We move onto Dauntless members, where Tobias has an advantage as he's known them longer. It takes a few minutes before we're all sorted, with about 40 or so people per team. According to Tobias, that's a lot.

"The paintball guns and the flags are back there by the train tracks," I say. "I'll get them!" Tobias says, and he sprints off toward the tracks. I take the time to get down from the rock and meet my team, an assortment of people of different ages and skill sets, though they do have one thing in common. Most of them look athletic and slightly muscular, with speed and agility. Tobias returns holding 2 flags, one glowing blue and the other bright orange.

"We'll take the blue," I say, holding out my hand. Tobias gives me the blue flag and the paintball guns; every single one with a glowing blue stripe across the barrell. He distributes the orange versions to his team, before turning to me with a huge grin.

"Bon voyage!" He says, with a mock salute. I roll my eyes, giving him a tiny sigh before turning and waving my team on. "Let's go!"

We begin our run towards the far left end of the pier, the end that houses the Ferris Wheel and a number of broken down carnival booths and houses. I check my watch as I run and realize that it's been 3 minutes. The other team will be leaving soon. We jog among the broken glass and mud, not breaking our pace once. At the back of the team is Britney, running slowly and shrieking every time a bit of mud flies up. God, I wish she had stayed in Erudite. But I slow down and wait for her to catch up, which she eventually does. I run alongside her in silence, waiting for her to calm down and realize who is next to her. Eventually, she does.

"Thanks for waiting," she manages to gasp out as we reach the rest of our group, all amassed at the base of the Ferris Wheel. "You're the nicest person in this whole group. What's your name?"

I turn to Britney and lift up my glowing paintball gun to my face, illuminating it. She gasps in shock. "Six?"

"Try not to hold us back next time." I say curtly. I turn away and jump up onto a hunk of dirty metal that looks safe. "I'm going to scale the Ferris Wheel," I announce. "To try and find the other team's flag's glow and to find something that could give us an advantage. Anyone want to come with?"

There's a rustle, before a girl steps out, her eyes bright and fearless. Holly. I should've known.

"Hey," I grin, stuffing the blue flag into my jacket. "Let's go."

We leap onto the first bar as one and climb, hand over hand, up the cold metal bars. The ground grows farther and farther as we climb higher, the frigid air giving me goosebumps. But the exhilaration of being so high... of the wind blowing in your face and the open night sky and the freeness... ohhh. I absolutely love it. I can almost imagine triumphant music playing in the background as Holly and I near the top of the Ferris Wheel, our ears and fingers freezing cold... but I'm filled with this freeness and exhilaration, this unstoppable feeling I never get anywhere else. But then I remember why we're up here and stop Holly. The bars are creaking slightly and it's dangerous to go up any further.

"Holly, we gotta look for the flag."

"Right," she says, slightly disappointed. We scan the ground below, searching for that one flash of orange that could lead us to their hideout. We stay up there for 5 minutes, searching, but there is nothing. "Let's go back down," I say. We carefully climb down, searching for strong bars and hoping nothing breaks. When we are nearly to the ground, I notice something. Every single house and beaten down booth has a flat roof with raised sides. Almost like a little terrace or balcony at the top of every house, with the sides about 3 feet high. It would provide perfect cover if we were to move along the houses. I focus on the roofs, trying to think of a plan, when Holly lets out a little shriek. "Six! Orange!"

My head flies up, and I am searching the dusty landscape below. "Orange? Where?"

"It's gone," Holly says, a bit disappointed. "But it was there."

I scan the ground, but all I see is darkness. "Are you sure?" I ask.

"Yes!" She insists. I look more carefully, but then I see it. The smallest flash of orange, darting out from a building about half a mile away. I turn to Holly, smiling. "Great job!" She grins, and we leap down from the Ferris Wheel to face the rest of our team. I take Holly's hand and lead her up on a hunk of metal next to me. They quiet down and face me.

"The other team is about half a mile down from here, hiding amongst the carnival booths. Holly figured that out." Liam lets out a whoop, which makes Holly flush in embarrassment. I smile and continue. "That area is higher than this one, so if we walk on the main path, we're easy pickings. We've got to get around them. Or over them." I point toward the roofs. "Those roofs are flat, and the sides are raised by about 3 feet. Plus, each building is close together. We can climb onto the roofs and move without being seen. It also provides excellent cover." They're nodding in approval. I smile. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Holly and I leap down and we all start running again. I quickly remind everyone to try to stay on patches of grass to make less noise. When we're less than a quarter mile from where we saw the flash of orange, I motion for everyone to stop. We're on the road, facing away from the Ferris Wheel. The lakeside is on our left, with the ramshackle buildings on our right. The road curves up after a bit, and if I'm not mistaken, I can just make out the outline of people standing at the top.

"Stay down," I whisper. We sneak towards the nearest building and hide behind it while I give out instructions. "When I say go, follow me up onto the top of the roof. Stay down, make sure you're not seen. Once we get past that line of orange guards, we'll split into two teams. The first team stays down but engages the orange guards from above, which gives you guys a great advantage. I'll lead the other team, and we'll sneak around and find the flag. Got it?"

There's a murmur of assent. I turn and feel my way up the 10 foot side of the structure, groping for window outcroppings and bars. I make it to the top and swing myself into the square niche.

"All clear," I whisper. The next Dauntless swings himself in. I begin moving to the other side of the clearing, pausing to look down and make sure there are no orange guards between this building and the next. Once I check that it is clear, I leap precariously onto the next roof, making sure to stay down. We move quietly and quickly. The two guards at the top of the hill pay no attention to us as we sneak by. I only relax as Britney, the last member of our team, slowly creeps by the guards, high above their heads. My team quickly moves far inland past the guards, and it's only after I've checked carefully for orange guards that I allow my team members to come down to the ground.

I divide my team roughly into two parts. "You guys are team one. Remember what I said. Don't get caught. Be careful." I look carefully at the team, and select a Dauntless woman with slightly graying hair and hawk like blue eyes. I think her name is Ariane. "Ariane, you're going to lead Team One. You've got experience." She nods, giving me a small smile. "We won't let you down."

Ariane turns and motions her team away. They disappear into the night.

I turn to my team, a mix of members and initiates, who stand, waiting. I grin. "Come on."

We sneak past the buildings, staying down. I scan the buildings, looking for clues, when suddenly I see a flash of bright orange in the tall grass by the lake. Too bright to be a paintball gun. The flag!

"The flag's over there," I whisper. "We'll go there in a minute. I need to hide our flag. Cover me." My team takes up defensive positions as I slip into the nearest building, careful to hide my blue stripe. Thankfully, it's deserted, but filled with debris and dirt. I search for a good place to hide my flag, and finally decide to bury it under the shards of a broken pot. I stuff it in and cover it with dirt, before slipping back out. I'm confident it'll stay safe there.

I lead the team towards the grass, keeping my gun ready. Holly runs next to me, her face a mask of determination. "Let's do this thing," She grins.

We sneak into the grass, staying low and keeping our eyes peeled for anything. Suddenly, the grass clears and we step into a huge clearing that extends all the way to the lakeside. My eyes are immediately drawn to the huge orange flag at the end of the clearing, glowing bright, but hanging a little too still for my liking. I pause, scanning the empty clearing. Something isn't right. There should be guards. As I take a step forward, my foot crunches on a pile of leaves, and I cringe. As if on cue, guards roll out of the grass and point their guns at us as soon as they see our bright blue stripes. A tall black-haired boy, who seems to be the leader, steps forward, silently challenging me. For some strange reason, he has a black cloth tied around his nose and mouth, only exposing his blue eyes, which seem familiar. Our two sides stand there for a few seconds, sizing each other up, before the an orange guard yells. "GET THEM!"

And we explode at each other, paint splattering everywhere as Dauntless engage in hand to hand combat. I run straight for the flag, but the boy is in my way as he throws an uppercut at my left arm. I dodge, ducking under his arm, and remember my gun. I fake one way and then throw a punch at his stomach, which gives me a few seconds. My gun is lying on the ground. I pick it up, shake out the paint balls and grab a purple one. As the boy begins to get up, I spin around and smash it into his face, being sure to cover his eyes as well. He groans in defeat, and I smile as I turn around and walk towards the flag. The other orange guards stay out of my way, and my blue team cheers as I pick up the flag in victory.

"WOO HOO!" The clearing erupts with cheers as the Dauntless put down their weapons, some happily, and some a with a little disappointment.

Many other Dauntless jump into the clearing after hearing our cheers, and either cheer with us or sag in defeat. But it all turns into a round of clapping and whoops as I lift up the flag, a big grin pasted on my face. Suddenly, looking at my team, I think of something. "Initiates!" I say. "Come here."

They emerge from the crowd; wet, bedraggled, and splashed in paint; but grinning. Smiling and grinning and whooping with energy. I smile as I take the flag and hand it to the first initiate in line, which happens to be Alex. "Here you go," I say. "It's your victory too."

A Dauntless member starts the cheering as everyone whoops and claps for the initiates, who are smiling away with flushed cheeks. Suddenly, the boy I was fighting groans, clapping a hand to his head. I turn and help him up. He's much taller than I realized. Wait a minute. I take a closer look at him, and his hair. I run a finger through his black hair, and pull it out. My finger is covered in soot. Quickly, I push my hand forward and run it through his hair, washing out the soot. He has brown, almost bronze hair. I grab the black cloth and pull it away from his face to confirm what I already know.

"Tobias?" I whisper.

Then much louder, I sigh. "OH MY GOD."

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