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Chapter 52
Tobias P.O.V
I begin to run the moment I am outside the infirmary. My blood boils at the thought that someone took Sara, my precious little girl. The thought of anyone so much touching her, causing her harm... infuriates me. If something happens to her, I promise I will kill them. I'll make sure to make their deaths slow and tortuous. They will be begging for death, for me to let them die.
My thoughts momentarily go to a hurt and wounded Tris, she seemed so helpless, and broken on the examination table. The last I saw her she wasn't doing well at all, as I recall the long, loud beep signaling that she was beginning flat line. I really hate to leave Tris without knowing if she would be alright, but I needed to go and help our daughter. She needs me more right now, she's just an innocent child, and she doesn't deserve any of this. I know Tris would surely kick my ass and cut off my balls, if I let anything happened to our precious baby girl. I made a promise to Tris from the moment I found out about Sara, that I would not let anything happen to her, and I would always look after her. Up until now, I have never broken a promise that I have made to her. I'm not about to now.
"One minute we were talking, the next minute the lights went out, and we weren't alone anymore. I tried to fight as long as I could Four, but we were outnumbered. Then I heard a shot... Four, I'm sorry they took Sara," Uriah's words replay in my head. My blood begins to boil even more, as my anger increases. Could it be possible that Eric knew all along that Tris and I were involved, and that Sara is our daughter? All this time I thought we had done such a good job of hiding our relationship, and the fact that we were in love with each other. But maybe we weren't as careful as we thought, because I know there were times when we got caught up in the moment, and we were careless and didn't think about what the people around us could see or hear.
I turn another corner, having one destination in mind. He is the one person that knew the truth about me and my family from the beginning, the one person that although ended up telling me the truth about what is going on, is also the one person who has the power to rat me out... Max.
I don't bother knocking on the door of Max's apartment. Instead I try for the door knob, and I'm not surprised when I find it unlocked. I let myself in while keeping one hand on the gun that is tucked in my waistband. But the scene before me takes me by complete surprise, as I wasn't expecting to find his apartment completely ransacked, and blood smeared all over the walls and floors. What the hell happened? The sound of someone coughing, struggling to breath breaks me from my frozen state. I move towards the person with my gun drawn, and the safety off.
My eyes fall on Max, who seems to be in distressed, as I can see a knife sticking out of his stomach. His eyes meet my gaze and for the first time since I have known Max, I can see the real him. I can see the pain, and the guilt radiating off of him.
"I didn't... I tried..." He struggles to say, between coughs. I wonder how long he has been this way, as I step closer to him, and kneel down looking for anything that I can use to help stop the bleeding. But I know it's already too late... his skin, usually dark in color, is now pale, from the amount of blood that he has already lost, as he is lying in a large pool of his own blood. "Eric injected me with... truth serum, that son of a bitch." He says between pants and coughs. Max holds out his hand for me, I squeeze it, letting him know he isn't alone in his final moments on this earth. "He.. said... he was... going to get revenge... that he was going to deliver Sara to Jeanine Mathews...Eric wants you to pay through her." He says, his voice is barely audible now, I can tell he is fighting a losing battle. "Four, make sure you kill that son of a bitch." He says his last words breaking as he tries to talk. I watch as his hand becomes limp in mine, and his eyes roll back in his head. It's over, Max is gone.
There is a creak on the floor behind me, I quickly turn drawing my gun at the uninvited guest. My heart is hammering quickly in my chest, and in my ears. But I keep my Four mask in place, not letting my emotions betray me.
"Hey, hey bro, its me. Don't shoot." Zeke says, holding up his hands in surrender. I quickly lower my gun, but suddenly have the urge to punch him out. What the fuck is he doing here?
"I thought I told you to stay out!" I spit out, angry as fuck.
"You did, I didn't listen, obviously." He says, lowering his hands. "He's dead?"
"Yeah." I answer, pressing my lips into a straight line. "What the hell are you doing here?" I ask.
"You said you were going to finish this... Did you honestly think I was going to let you have all the fun?" Is this really the time for this shit?
"If I wanted you to come, I would have asked you to." I say, with anger evident in my tone.
"I get that... but I also know you are stubborn as shit and won't ask for my help." He says."
"What I need is for you to keep everyone safe, while I go find my daughter." I reply.
"I get that, but Uriah is awake, so he, along with two other guards from Candor are watching our for my Mom, Shauna and Tris." He pauses, careful with his next words. "Do you really think one person going, is better than two? Do you really think Tris would want you to do this on your own?" He asks. My blood starts to spike at the mere mention of Tris. I don't even know if she is alive, but Zeke said that the guards are there watching them... maybe she is.
"Is Tris..." I can't bring myself to finish the statement.
"She's stable, and in surgery." He informs me. For a moment I am relieved, she's still alive. I nod, not knowing the right words to say. Luckily there is no need for words with Zeke. "She's strong, Four. She's come too far to lose everything now," Zeke says. His words try comfort to me, and I admit they do help calm me slightly. "Did he tell you anything useful?" He asks, pointing at Max's body.
"Eric must have given him truth serum. He wants me to suffer through Sara. His taking her to Jeanine Mathews," I answer,
"Why would he go through all that work?" He asks, bewildered.
"Because," I begin to say but stop myself for a moment... I trust Zeke with my life, and with the life of my family. He has proven that in so many ways. Then I remember his brother, Uriah, is also Divergent. "Because she is someone Jeanine would be highly interested in," I answer.
"Why is that?" He asks.
"Because both her parents are Divergent. Her mother is the rarest of all of us put together." I answer.
"Rarest? How?" He probes.
"While Uriah and I have the aptitude for of two factions... Tris has the aptitude for three." I continue to explain. "Which means, more than likely my daughter is the strongest Divergent that has ever lived."
"Well Fuck." He wipes his mouth with his hand, attempting to think about what to do."So now what?"
"Now we find Eric." I say, as I roll my eyes. Isn't that obvious to him? We need to save my baby girl, before that fucking bastard Eric hurts her.
"How do we do that?" He asks, completely dumbfounded. We both looked at each other for a moment, reading each other's minds.
"Control room." We both say simultaneously. We turn, heading out the apartment, and begin to run as fast as we can to the control room.
We reach the control room in no time at all. The pit was practically empty, giving us free range to run right through it without having to dodge a bunch of people. Zeke slides effortlessly into his chair, and starts bringing up camera feeds that belong to the hallway that leads to Max's apartment, the apartment that we hid everyone, and the pit. We start looking at the feeds from four hours ago.
"There." I say pointing at the feed that is shows the hallway to Max's apartment. It was an hour after Zeke and I went to Candor. We watch as Eric sneaks into Max's apartment, it appears that he had a copy of the key. He looks around the hallways as he unlocks the door, and lets himself in. Zeke fast forwards to forty minutes after Eric arrived at Max's apartment. We watch Eric open Max's door while panting, with blood evident on his hands, as he once again looks around the hallways and rushes out the door, closing it behind him.
We then look at the feed that has the overview of the hallway that leads to the apartment that we left our family hiding in. We fast forward the feed, wishing for more answers... "Got ya." Zeke says, while slowing the feed back down. The lights in the hallway begin to flicker, as we watch two figures walking down the hallway, they then stop at the door of the apartment, and unlock it with their own key.
"Son of a bitch." I say, as I realize the two men that are making their way into the apartment slowly, and carefully, in order to not make a sound... the man in the first is Eric, as we both had expected, but his accomplice takes us both by complete surprise. So much so, that we both gasp at the same time when we realize who it is, James.
Although James' name is on the traitor's list, I never thought in a million years, he would sink this low as to kidnap my own daughter. How many times did he babysit my precious Sara? How many times has he held her in his arms, treating her with nothing but kindness. I always thought she held a special place in his heart, like she has for everyone else that ever met her. Yet here he is, willing to take her from her happy home, her loving family, and place her in harm's way.
We watch them both enter the apartment nice and slow, to not be detected. We fast forward the feed once again, I notice they were there more than an hour before we watch a panting Eric come out and close the door behind him, but not before letting James with a sleeping Sara in his arms, out of the apartment first. I notice the time... it was forty five minutes ago. I watch helplessly as Zeke continues to push the necessary commands into his keyboard to follow them through the compound. We pause the feed finally finding them in real time. They are heading to the garage, no doubt to get into a car and head to Erudite. I can't let that happen. Zeke and I share a glance at each other without saying a word we burst out of the control room, cutting through hallways and running as fast as we can. We can't let Eric leave the compound, not with Sara. I fear if they get away now, I may lose my daughter for good.
The thought of having to tell Tris that I lost our daughter, that I let her slip through my fingers... I know that the thought would not only kill her, but kill me as well. I can't let that happen, not to my family. Not after I have sworn on numerous occasions to protect them both with everything I had. I will do everything in my power to bring her home again.
We reach the garage in time, as they haven't entered the main doors yet. Zeke and I both take out our guns out from our waistbands, and hide behind random cars. We have one shot to do this... only one shot, to make this right. We wait for what feels like hours, but in reality, its only been mere minutes, but I swear they're the longest minutes of my life.
I begin to hear two sets of heavy footsteps that echo through the garage. I glance at Zeke, he nods ready to take them down. But, we have to be careful, they have my daughter and we don't want her to get hurt. Caught in the crossfire.
I glance at Zeke one last time, as we hear their approaching footsteps. He nods, as his hand that isn't holding the gun pumps the air in an up and down motion. Signaling for me to wait. I nod, agree taking them from the front would be worse than taking them from the back. It seems like they will walk right past us. My only hope is that they won't see us until it is too late.
By some miracle it appears that is what happens. I first see their legs, then looking up I see my sleeping precious little girl being held closely to James' chest. He appears to be holding her, like he is cradling her from safety. I wonder if his hand has been forced into this somehow. But either way that doesn't matter. A betrayal is a betrayal, no amount of "he made me do it" will ever be enough.
As they past us, Zeke and I carefully rise from our crouched position. We step behind them slowly, Zeke taking on James as I take on Eric. I take a deep breath, place the gun to the back of his head. This shit will end now.
A/N
I know, the chapter was a lot shorter than my normal ones. But stay tuned next chapter will be epic.
The next chapter will be released Jan 6th
This chapter was brain stormed with FDFobsessed
This chapter was beta approved by Dimpls742
Take care and like always Happy reading everyone
Trini