PART TWO – 10 months later

Chapter Twenty-Seven: THE KILL ORDER (Naming this one after James Dashner's book that I haven't even read because hell yeah)

IS'S POV

"Ready for you test, sis?" Emily asks when I arrive at the Hub.

"How's that even a question?" I answer, smiling, before hugging her.

"Someone's on a good mood," Emily glances at Emmett who had just joined us, after getting us coffee from the Hub's cafeteria. "I hope this doesn't mean what I think it might mean."

I feel my cheeks burn. "It doesn't."

Emmett gives me a confused expression but I just shrug. Emily had been giving me the talk for a while now. She sighs and the three of us head to our working room.

Today I, Emmett, and the other Abnegation members that worked with us were going to undertake a test to prove that we could manage the aptitude test correctly. The test was necessary seeing that we were only a week away from administrating them to the would-be initiates this year.

My mind flew towards my time as initiate and I recalled of how different things were back then – how different I was. But Emmett brought me back to reality by squeezing my hand, and I was glad he did. I was just starting to think about Four, and worst still, Maeve…

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah," I said, with a smile. He smiled back.

"Excuse you while I go throw up," Emily said.

"Oh shut up."

She showed me her tongue, which reminded me of Kate, who I happened to have agreed to visit this afternoon.

It might seem strange, but Kate and Emily were actually a lot alike, once you got to know both of them. Or perhaps it was just the fact that they were both Candor girls, in ways that I'd never been. However, it was still much easier for me to think of Kate as my sister than to think of Emily as my sister. But I was trying really hard to even it – Emily had proved herself worth of it.


It had happened about nine months ago, shortly after Emmett and I had decided we needed Emily on our side. We just hadn't figured out how exactly we were going to do that. We had taken the afternoon off work and gone to our little train car, near the Amity fields, in order to plan something – we didn't want to risk being heard back in the Abnegation faction, so we went to the only place we knew was safe.

Kate was working and Owen was probably off somewhere looking for something to improve their little house, which was our house to, or at least, Emmett and I considered it more of a home than we did about our house back in Abnegation. Either way, we had it all to ourselves.

It had changed quite a lot in only a few weeks. Somehow Owen had managed to install a tiny bathroom, find new furniture and even paint the walls black, to make it look like the Dauntless headquarters, I figured. When we got there, Emmett and I both sat in the "kitchen's" table, ready to come out with a plan, except none of us had a plan in mind.

Half an hour of pure silence later, Emmett spoke.

"You know, it's kind of warm outside for an autumn day…"

I smiled. It was, indeed. Especially for the end of autumn.

"Yeah?" I said.

He leaned forward towards me, our lips only millimetres apart.

"Yeah." And I don't think I need to tell you for you to know that the boy had the nerve to start kissing me right there when we should be doing something productive.

Soon enough, he had stood up and taken me on his arms, determined to carry me outside. And indeed, he carried me, all the way down to river.

"Up for a swim, my lady?" He asked, as he put me down, however never really letting go of me.

"Hmm…" I said, turning to face him and pulling his chin down to mine, so I could kiss his lips. "I think I'm just fine here." I kissed him again whilst I felt him laugh against me. Shortly after – or maybe hours had passed, I could never tell – he pushed me away gently.

"I can't believe this! Isabelle Moore, the girl with only five fears is running from a dare, just because she'd rather procrastinate with her boyfriend."

"How's swimming not procrastinating?" I asked.

Instead of answering me, Emmett started to kiss me again, but as he did, he took my hands and place them right under his shirt.

"Well you get to see a lot more than planned." He whispered.

I smiled and pulled his shirt out. He was just as handsome as that day when I'd asked him to take his shirt off, back in Dauntless – the day of Maeve's death. I forced myself to think less about sad things that still haunted me, and more about nice things that still pleaded me, like well, Emmett's abs, or Emmett's lips… I think I better stop here.

In no time we were both on our underwear, but it didn't matter, because the water from the river stopped us from being embarrassed, stopped us from being afraid that our own body wasn't good enough to please the other. But Emmett seemed pleased enough for me to wish to never have to dress again.

As we threw water to one another, the way kids do, Emmett dived, I figured only to appear a few meters ahead where he'd have advantage over me on our little game, as though his strength didn't count. However, when I felt two hands on my hips and his lips kissing my stomach that was still underwater, I felt the kind of feeling that I hadn't felt for a while – anxiety. And not just any anxiety. I felt that particular kind of anxiety about something that I knew I wanted, but I also knew I wasn't ready for. But then suddenly there was no time to think about what to do, as Emmett had resurfaced and was kissing me slowly. My heartbeat fastened as I panicked.

"It's starting to get dark," he spoke against my shoulder blade. "I don't want to you to get a cold." And with that he took my hand and started to take me towards the riverbank.

I let out a sigh with relieve. Although, I kept thinking, he had said he was going to wait for me, but for how long?

We hadn't brought any towels so we just picked up our clothes, held hands, and started to make our way back to the train car.

"You know, I was thinking we could do something special tomorrow night…" He said, after a few moments of silence.

I froze.

"What?"

Emmett stopped walking too, and took both of my hands in his.

"Look, Is," I prepared for the worst, "I know this wasn't that big of a deal back when we were at Candor," well of course not, we didn't even talk much back then, "but it's your Birthday, and I think you deserve something special."

For the second time in like ten minutes, I let out a deep breath. This boy was driving me crazy. And worst of all, I just went along with it.

"There's no need for that," I finally managed. Actually, I didn't even recall it was my Birthday the next day – had it been so long since I'd turned sixteen? I guess our new way of living made it look like it was far less time.

He put my arms around his neck and his arms around my waist.

"I want to," he said, then he stepped away from our hug and kept walking. "I just feel like all of this, the way we live, always looking for searching for a threat, it's killing us, Is. It's stopping us from living our lives. Do you remember when we started dating? We were so happy! Yeah, sure, we worried, but not like this. I want that to be back."

I was speechless, as I walked by his side. I never thought he'd spend so much time thinking about us. I mean, boys are known for not caring, aren't they?

We had just reached the little garden Owen had made up outside the train car, which featured yet another dining table and a few plastic chairs. I should've noticed something was wrong by then, but I was too startled about my boyfriend's words to care about anything else.

I took his clothes from his hands and dropped them in the table, right beside mine. Then I took his hand squeezed, the way we used to do during out initiation, to tell each other that we were fine, that it was going to be okay.

"It has never been gone," I say, looking right into his stunning blue eyes, "we just haven't recalled to feed that fire for a while, but the bonfire is still here, still burning and it sure as hell has no plans of letting itself be extinguished."

He smiled and pulled me closer. I could feel his hand, the one that was not lace on mine, touching the top of my undershorts, which made me sort of scared yet again, but he was right, we were slowly losing what we had, and I was not ready to lose him – to be honest, I was not sure I'd ever be.

"Fire, huh?" He said, leaning down to kiss me.

And we were just mid-kiss when we heard it.

"Isabelle!"

Both Emmett and I ran for our clothes, but it was too late, I realised. Emily had been close enough to see the tattoo in my back when she called out for me. By the look in her face, I could tell that she too was pretty aware of what being Divergent meant.

Nevertheless, when Emmett tossed me my Abnegation clothes, I dressed my shirt as quickly as I could, not really bothering with my trousers, or my shoes.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her. But my sister seemed to still be stuck in the moment she'd read the tattoo that my shirt now hid. I walked towards her and put my hands in her shoulders – I had a feeling something wrong had happened and that's why she'd come; I couldn't afford another incident like Maeve's. "Emily! Snap out of it!" I shook her body and suddenly she seemed to realise she'd come here for a reason.

"Isabelle!" She nearly screamed, even though I was standing right in front of her. "Are you okay?!"

"I'm fine!" I was really not understand what was happening. "Why are you here?"

"Your friends, where are they?"

"I asked you first," I said. I could feel Emmett standing right beside me, he hadn't even dressed up with anything, he was just standing there, rather tense, as though he was getting ready to fight.

"Where are they?!" Once again, she nearly shouted.

"I don't know, they're off somewhere. Why'd you ask?" My heart was beating fast, faster than it should. Something bad was about to happen, if it had not happened already.

"Jeanine has ordered you killed. All of you."

A/N: I sincerely apologize for not posting despite the fact that people keep asking me to do so. But I'm a lazy ass, I am. And I got lost in this story, like I didn't remeber parts of it. Soooo, I re-read it all in this past few days, plus I watched Divergent movie, and ta-dahh new chapter. So I hope you enjoyed, and I hope I manage to post more soon.

Cheers, Is :D