DISLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DIVERGENT OR ITS CHARACTERS

TOBIAS

Tris is standing in front of me in a dark room when I open my eyes. As soon as I see her, she is in my arms, and I kiss her passionately. She looks up at me and her face is blurred, the main parts missing, and it hits me like a slap in the face. This is a dream. She is still gone. Tears come to my eyes and fall silently down my face. I usually can tell when I am dreaming right away, but I guess the sight of seeing her after all of the stress...wait. I remember stress, but what happened. Ugg this is all confusing. I look over to my side and Tris is no longer there. Uriah is. I choke back a sob and hug him as hard as I can. I know that it is fake, but it is all the time I have with him. I could have had more time with them, made more memories with both of them. I hug him until he disappears in a cloud of dust and I fall to the ground. I punch the floor and close my eyes, trying to block out the guilt. I haven't felt this way in a long, long time, and it is all consuming and horrible. If I listened to Tris, he would be here. If I stayed, she would be here too.

All of a sudden, the dark room disappears, and I am sitting on the rocks in the chasm. This destination brings a whole new round of tears, and I cry for a very long time. Eventually I stand up, embarrassed even though there is no one here. I haven't cried like that since the first few months after our losses. I hear footsteps behind me, and immediately go into fighting mode. David appears from the hidden tunnel, and has Caleb trapped with a knife to his throat. My eyes go wide with terror, and my heartbeat spikes. David grins an evil smile as he runs the silver across his throat leaving a red smile in its wake.

"NO!" I yell, and he drops the body. I run to it and check his pulse. Nothing. He is gone. All that I had left. I turn to David and lunge at him. He easily doges and gets me in the same trap he had Caleb in. My heart is beating fast, and there are tears on my face. He holds the small metal knife to my throat, and grins at me evilly.

"You could have saved him." He says, gesturing to the body in the corner and I shake my head. "You could have saved Tris and Uriah and all of them." As soon as he says that, bodies start piling over the railing and into the chasm which has turned into a flood of dark red blood.

"NO!" I yell, trying to stop the panic and grief. The blood flood gets larger and comes at me. The last thing I see is Zeke's lifeless face before the flood rams into me. I sit up yelling No and gasping. Caleb, who was sitting in the chair next to my bed wakes up with a start, throws his hands out in fists, punching the air. I immediately calm down when I see him and let out a shaky breath. I look around myself again, this time not in terror and see that I am in a simple hospital room, with a bed hooked up to equipment on one side and many chairs on the other. Something is wrong, but I can't put my finger on it. My arm is in a cast, and there are small bandages all over my body. I have butterfly bandages on my cheek and eyebrow. I must have gotten stitches. I move my uninjured arm to my head, and there is a bandage there too.

"Caleb, what the hell happened here." I say to him cautiously. He takes a deep breath.

"You were kidnapped by Marcus and David. They tortured you for a reason that I don't know. They tied you up to a chair and basically made you talk to them through pain. You escaped the chair and knocked Marcus unconscious and looked like you were going to kill David, but he threw a knife at you. I jumped in front of you, and if got my shoulder." I look at his shoulder, but don't see anything. "David got away and we limped out of the Dauntless compound. You told me to contact Zeke then passed. A few people helped me get you to the hospital. Bye the time we got there, you looked dead. You went into surgery and had a 25% of getting out of it alive. You lost a lot of blood."

"What else." I ask him, noticing his hesitation.

" Before I found you, they shot you in the leg. The bone was shattered and I don't know how long they left you without a bandage. They only way to save you-" His voice fades off and it is at this moment that I pinpoint what is wrong. I can't feel my right leg. I throw the thin blanket off of me and gasp. Everything underneath my thigh is gone.

TRIS

His face flashes through my mind once again and Uriah is starting at me, waiting for me to answer his question.

"Yes. I am sure that it was him. I know his face anywhere, even when I haven't seen him for two years." I say to him and my brain replays the moment again. He could be dead. I stifle a sob. After I saw him, I screamed, and probably told Adelyne to pull over many times. I am not sure. Everything is fuzzy because Adelyne has to sedate me, and I am just thankful that I didn't forget seeing him. I am sitting on the bed, drumming my fingers on the white wooden bed frame that used to belong to Lydia Redman, and Uriah came in a few minutes ago to question me. He is staring at me like I have gone crazy, but the look goes away when he realizes I am serious.

"What are we going to do?" I ask him, and he stares off into the distance. I know him well enough to know he is thinking.

"As much as I want to go into all of the hospitals in the entire world to make sure he is ok, I do not want to jeopardize our plan. I think our best bet is to go along with it." He says nervously as if he doesn't know how I am going to respond. Anger boils up inside of me, and I narrow my eyes at him.

"You just want to act like this never happened? Like the love of my life isn't severely injured or worse." I say to him, the anger clearly showing on my face and in my tone. He runs his hand through his slightly grown out hair, and looks at me exasperated. I know that I am probably overreacting, but there must be some way that I can tell if he is alive or not. The answer may just kill me, but not knowing is killing me worse. I tell this to him and he closes his eyes.

"Uriah, I admit. I have been letting you do everything because I think that you are most always right, but this one time, for this one thing I know that I am." I say to him and then finally he breaks.

"What would you do?" He asks and I look at him weird.

"I don't know, that is why you are in this room." I say and he groans, clearly annoyed by my actions.

"I think that our best bet is to ask Adelyne to go to the hospital in the city and ask around." He says and I nod after thinking for a while.

"Now that all of that is out of the way, did you read the article on your phone?" He asks and I shake my head no. I retrieve my phone from my pocket and click the power button. Dead. He hands me his own phone and clicks on an article. What I see confuses me. Bringing back the factions? I have mixed feelings about this. A life with no factions could be great if you have the right authority, but the only life I knew was that of a faction life. I think that also if you had the right leadership it could be a beautiful thriving community. I read all of the information more than once wanting to commit it all to memory. There are going to be many changes, but some of the largest ones are going to be the leadership. To be a leader, for any faction, you will have to be trained for nearly two years, then will have to take the truth serum and be asked a series of questions testing your loyalty. Also, Divergents will no longer be hunted. This one is kinda a no brainer, since the fall of our previous faction system revolved around this. They will also be changing up inition a bit in all factions. There will be less strict rules about visiting family in different factions, so I guess that rids the rule of 'faction before blood'. They are going to be redoing all of the compounds if they want. They, being the leaders, which are already being trained. With the factionless, those who failed initiation will be given one more chance, then if they fail again, they can move in with family members. If they have no family, there will be an entire new factionless secor set up somewhere in the city that will provide homes. They are also moving choosing days up to 17 years of age. This helps mine and Uriah's predicament a bit. Instead of having to pretend to be 16, we have to be 17. That won't be too hard on my part, because in my opinion I still look 16, but Uriah towers over me.

I look up at him after memorizing the entire thing and questions begin to form on my lips. He interus me.

"Emily and me had a talk earlier and she has had a plan for awhile, but I didn't want to say anything without you." I nod and he continues. "She thought it would be a good idea to say that you and I were adoptive brother and sister. Your name can be anything, but our last name would be Redman. I don't think that you are going to have problems with anyone recognizing you. You look like a different person." I blush a little when he says this.

"You look extremely different too. Your skin is a few shades darker than it was, and you are like a foot taller." I think back to initiation when he was only a few inches taller than me, and now.

"I don't know how different Dauntless initiation is going to be, but I know they still blame cowerdance. Not that I think we need it, but we should ready ourselves." He says and gives me a slight smile. I can't wait to see our friends even if they don't know who we are.

A/N: Hello. How are all of you guys. I decided to write up a storm for you today and give you two chapters! In at least the next two chapters, Tris and Four will see eachother! YAY! Ok not feeling that weird right now, so we will go straight to Question of the Chapter!

QOTC: How many siblings do you have? If you don't have any, then do you wish you did?

AOTC: I have six siblings. Yup count em. SIX. I love them all to bits, but they do get on my nerves about every day.