A/N: Yay I'm back. Camp was really fun, but everything ends, and I had to come home eventually. Anyways, here is the next chapter. Sigh, another hospital scene. I watch too much Grey's Anatomy.

Avigayil:

I open my eyes to a splitting headache, and the same red-haired doctor that I see every single time.

"Good you're awake." She mumbles.

"Ugh, what the hell happened?"

"Some idiot Dauntless put a bucket of chloroform above a door. When your friend opened the door, it fell on him. It made his heart stop. When you went to help him the fumes made you pass out. We had to send him to an Erudite hospital for emergency treatment. He's stable, but critical. You've been out for 8 hours. The girl who was with you, Shahar, took good control of the situation. She's a born leader; I hope Tris and Four see it too."

"What shit-head puts a bucket of chloroform above a door?"

"I've seen worse."

"Makes sense."

"You can leave when your IV is finished, but Dovid needs to stay until he is fully healed."

Why do all the bad things happen to me? This is like my third trip to the hospital this week.

"Is Dovid back here or is he still at the Erudite hospital?" I ask.

"He's here. You can visit him when I release you. Meanwhile, some of your friends want to see you."

"Send them in." I say my voice hollow. I don't know whether I want Yaakov here or if I want him to leave me alone.

Five minutes later, Shahar comes in, followed by Marge, Ohad, Yaakov and Shmuel. I pointedly glare at Yaakov, and say,

"Shouldn't you and Shmuel be making out or something?"

They cringe, and the malicious part of me feels twinge of joy. I push away the guilt that comes with it. The other three just look over their shoulder, not really caring.

"We found out who did the prank with the chloroform. It was one of the dauntless born initiates. Four is giving him a talk right now." Marge says.

"Is it too much to hope he gets punched in the face?" I ask

"Probably." Ohad mumbles.

"So, Shahar I heard you took charge of the situation. How'd that happen?"

"Well, not to boast or anything, but I'm awesome." She says.

"And humble too." Shmuel mutters under his breath, but loud enough for us to hear.

"But seriously, what happened?" I ask again.

"After you passed out, I told Marge to get a doctor and Ohad to get Tris or Four, meanwhile I made sure we didn't get to close, because it thought whatever fell on Dovid was contagious or something since it got you sick too. I really didn't do that much." She says.

"How are you Avi?" Yaakov asks.

"I feel like elephant shit."

"Why elephants?" Ohad asks

"It was just the first thing that came out, now shut up." I snap. I peer up at the IV bag and find it empty.

"NURSE!" I shout.

A nurse comes rushing in.

"My IV is done, can I go?"

"I thought someone was dying. Yes, you can leave. Let me take the needle out."

I feel a familiar pinch as she pulls the needle out of my skin. I jump up and stretch my arms. The satisfying ache makes me feel a bit better.

"You guys can go get dinner, or whatever. I want to go see Dovid." I say. Shahar makes kissing motions at me. I glare. Hopefully no one else saw. I turn away to go find Dovid's room, but someone put their hand on my arm to stop me. I turn around to find my brother, with Shmuel behind him. Everyone else has left.

"Are you sure you are okay? You look pretty pale." Yaakov asks.

"I just passed out," I motion to Shmuel, "He's done worse to me." Shmuel puts his hands up in surrender. "Seriously, I'm okay. Just go."

"Listen. I'm really sorry I didn't tell you sooner, I just didn't know how…"

"It's fine I guess."

"Okay, thanks." He smirks mischievously, "Have fun with Dovid. Always use protection."

My cheeks burn red. I shove him.

"You're one to talk. What have you been doing?" I hiss. It's his turn to redden.

"Just remember I'm your older brother. I reserve the right to approve or disapprove your choice of boyfriends." He says, trying to contain a smile.

"You're older by four freaking minutes, and besides, obviously you have terrible taste in men." I say as I point to Shmuel.

"Hey I'm not so bad." Shmuel says defensively. I lift my shirt up to the bottom of my rib cage where there are still a few bruises.

"My broken ribs beg to differ."

"Hey you broke my leg."

"I'm going. Bye." I say, as I quickly walk away. Yaakov shouts behinds me,

"Use protection!"

"Fuck you!" I shout back.

I quickly find Dovid's room since there aren't that many rooms in the Dauntless hospital. His door is wide open so I walk in. he is lying in bed with a bunch of wires and electrodes stuck to him. He smiles when he sees me. I sit in a chair beside his bed.

"How's it going?"

"There are so many needles in me, I feel like a porcupine, and that stupid heart monitor keeps beeping, and then I think 'I wish that thing would stop beeping' but then I remember that if the machine stops beeping, then I die, and I slap my face for even thinking it in the first place."

"Sounds wonderful."

"Yeah it's all rainbows, sunshine and unicorn poop."

"Are you on drugs?"

"Probably."

I laugh, which makes him laugh but then he cringes because he is probably in pain.

"I feel really bad about what happened. You shouldn't have tried to help me." he says.

"It wasn't your fault, and what was I supposed to do? Just leave you there?"

"Well, passing out didn't really help, although I appreciate the thought. I kinda wish I was awake to see you lying on top of me though."

For the fifth time in like 10 minutes I feel my face turn tomato red, but I laugh anyways. He continues,

"Seriously though, I've been thinking that I chose Dauntless, so I have to act dauntlessly, which I haven't really been doing."

"How so?" I ask

"Because I haven't done this yet." He says while he grabs me and kisses me flat on the lips. My mind goes all girly and happy, and I can't help thinking YES! FINALLY!

Okay, maybe we got a little too into it. If any of the nurses walked in the probably would have screamed at us.

Suddenly I feel him wince.

"Did I hurt you?"

"Just a little, my chest is starting to hurt, before you start apologizing, it's not your fault. Remind me to skin Gabe when I get out of here for pulling the prank."

"I will, in fact, I think I'll join you."

"Sounds good to me. Go have dinner. I'm sure you're starved. I am, but the nurses won't let me eat."

"That's true. See you tomorrow. You're lucky. You get out of simulations for a day."

He smiles at me and I walk out, feeling very happy.

A/N: I know, I know another hospital makout scene. I blame Shonda Rhimes. Also, I got a question. Should this end once everyone has picked their jobs, should we keep writing about their lives after initiation, or should we find a way to incorporate the war? Please review.