OMG I'm so so so sorry I have DEFINITELY not abandoned the story. I got my phone banned for a month so I couldn't upload it then I tried to download it on my ipad but I forgot the password so that didn't work either. And I know it's been more than three months, I am SO sorry about that I know there aren't any worthy excuses but life gets in the road sometimes. I'm so sorry I couldn't upload it, I tried to make this chapter longer so I hope you enjoy it anyway.

Tobias POV

I don't know how much I cried the night after I said goodbye to Tris. I tried not to let the tears fall but I couldn't stop. I smashed my mirror in a blind rage and shredded my cushions until they were all a mess of fabric and stuffing. I am just so numb every spare second I am thinking about 'what if'. What if she doesn't wake up? What if Marcus gets to her? What if I can't live without her in my word? Its been so hard not seeing her lately that I don't know if I will be able to actually push her away when she wakes up but I have to try.

It's been almost a fortnight since we took her to hospital and the gang has all been to see her nearly every day. They said that nothing has changed and they can tell that the doctors are worried. On another note Lynn remembered the dare that she gave me during the party which means that I had to run down the school halls in a g-string. I couldn't though, I couldn't let them see my back so Zeke helped me talk them out of it and I ended up being her yes man for the day which to be honest wasn't that much better some of the things I had to do… Thinking about it makes me shudder, never ever will I do that again. I also told Amar everything yesterday because he noticed something was up with me. I stay back at the gym some days just to talk to him because he is the only one that really understands what it's like.

Flashback

When the bell rings the rest of my gym class including Christina and Will leave. I stay back again today to help Coach Amar clean up the lacrosse equipment. As I leave Coach Amar puts his hand on my shoulder to stop me.

"How is your ankle?" he asks.

"Better than it was before thanks." I start to leave but he pulls me back.

"That's not what I came here for, somethings wrong. You haven't been yourself lately. You've been… distant and a lot more closed off than usual and you're pretty closed off on a normal day." He says it as a statement, not a question. Sometimes I hate that he can read me like a book even when I try my hardest to hide it. I know that he won't let it go until I admit it so I sit down on the gym mats and just get straight to the point.

"You know that I like Tris right?" he nods, "Well, you've probably also heard that she's in hospital."

"Yeah, I've heard I haven't heard why though."

"Almost two weeks ago, Sunday night, she went missing after hearing that her Mom had stage four breast cancer. Her parents called up all of her friends and since Marcus works with Andrew - her father - they called him too knowing that her and I were friends. Marcus, being the- the-" I rack my brain for anything but I can't find a strong enough word so I say the first one that comes to my mind "the psychotic bastard that he is, said that I couldn't help them look for her.

"I would have never forgiven myself if I didn't look for her and I'm glad that I ignored him and went to find her. We split off into groups but I had an idea of where she might be so I told Lynn and Al - the people I was with - that I wanted to check somewhere and left. I met Zeke and Shauna on the way there and we looked together. When we found her she was unconscious and barely breathing so we raced her to the hospital. Everyone else met us there and we waited for the doctors to tell us if she was okay.

"They said that she was in a coma from lack of oxygen and would hopefully wake up in a week or so. I stayed in the waiting room with Zeke, Uriah, their mother and Christina while her family went in. While we were waiting Marcus appeared on the news and was going on about me being missing and how we wouldn't be able to cope if I didn't come home. He even got the cops involved. Guess he wouldn't be able to survive without his punching bag," I swallow the bitterness in my throat and unclench my fists so I can continue talking.

"I slept at Zeke's place knowing what I would receive when I got home and that another day wouldn't make much of a difference. It was like 4:00 am so Hana let us have the day off. That's why I didn't come to school on Monday. We went to check on Tris then I went home to see Marcus." Even saying that name brings the anger back up to the surface, "This is where it gets bad." I take a deep breath.

Coach Amar looks angry and tense like a bomb about to go off, "What did he do to you?"

"Nothing that he hasn't already done to me. To be honest it wasn't as bad as I had anticipated." He gets a little less tense and raises his eyebrows, "Okay? What's the bad part?"

"When he finished he told me that if I disobeyed him again I wouldn't be the only one seeing that side of him."

Coach Amars eyes widen to the size of saucers, "He means Tris, doesn't he? He means that he will hurt her too."

I nod, tears forming making my vision go blurry but I refuse to let them fall, "He also means that if he sees me with her again he will hurt her and can't let him hurt her. I can't." As I speak my voice begins breaking.

Amar closes his eyes and places a hand on my shoulder, "Oh f* Four… " His eyes go distant as he thinks and his expression turns to one of anger and hatred, "If I could just go and give him a piece of my mind..." He shakes his head, "that will just make it worse. But getting Tris involved is taking it way too far, no one should be that corrupt to treat their own child like that and destroy the things he loves. I don't know how to say this without going to Abnegation and kicking his ass right there." He clenches his fist and rises to punch the bag much like Zeke did.

I chuckle at his fury and protectiveness which was so similar to Zeke's. He sits down again and massages his knuckles smiling a little sheepishly and venomous at the same time. I begin talking again, "It's okay I know how to handle his… treatment. But now if I f* up one more time Tris will be hurt and Marcus' threats are never empty."

After a few minutes, he speaks, "I know what it's like. What are you going to do about it though?"

"I told Zeke about it and what Marcus does to me the other day and we decided that it was best if I just distance myself from Tris that way Marcus has less reason to hurt her… hopefully." I don't sound certain but it's the best shot I have.

He purses his lips in thought then he nods, "It sounds okay and it's the best bet you got so I hope to God that it works for both you and Tris' sakes. Unfortunately I know that the world doesn't work like that. Its f*ed up and immoral. I didn't ever want anyone else to go through what I went through."

"What happened? If you don't mind my asking?"

"It's okay, you should know. It got really bad when I was about seventeen he pulled me out of school just so he could… beat more than my back every day. I just couldn't do it anymore. I was such a coward. I told the cops about what my father had done to me and they tried to arrest him. But my father was powerful and he got out of it without even a fine. I don't know how he did it and I knew that it would be worse when he got back so I ran and I haven't seen him since."

"I don't want you to go through that Four. No one, no one should be treated like that by their own parents, it isn't right. I know you can handle it but if you need to you can come to me. And you can call me Amar when we're alone. If it gets any worse let me know it helps me a lot to talk. And I am not telling you to run away. I wouldn't let you even if you tried so don't try."

I laugh, "Thank you, for telling me. I didn't know it was that bad for you."

"Yeah. I'm mostly over it now and I'm safe and happy. Just, please, I want to help you stop it before you have to do what I did.

"Okay, I will tell you if anything changes. Also is there anything else you think I can do that will help keep Tris out of it?"

He sighs, "No. I truly wish there was but all I can think of is what you already come up with." he pauses, "I can tell you really like her."

"Am I really that obvious?"

He smirks, "Yes, you are. You always look for her and only her. Even on the first day, you could tell when you did that fight." He laughs, "You were staring ather for a good minute and a half and it seemed like you forgot all about us."

I can feel my ears going red so I change the topic, "What were you going to say before you brought that up?"

He smiles knowingly and chuckles, "I was going to say that as much as it will kill you inside the best plan is to distance yourself from her like you and Zeke said."

I sigh nodding, "Yeah. I hate that son of a b*. I hate that he controls me but I don't know a way out of it other than leaving like you did."

Just don't, okay." He looks at me eyebrows raised emphasising the point.

"I won't. I thought about it a lot when I moved here. I had all the resources to do it to but then I met Tris and Zeke and Shauna and I thought maybe I could stay here. Then I started liking Tris and I had even more reason to stay. But I shouldn't have let myself get so close to her that Marcus noticed. Now if I leave then she will be in danger."

"Do you regret liking her though?"

Do I? Do I regret some of the happiest moments of my life? Do I regret my time with the most amazing girl I know? Do I regret liking her? "No. No, I don't. I just regret not keeping her safe from Marcus."

He nods in understanding before getting up and dusting himself off. As I rise Amar puts his hand on my shoulder and looks at me, "I know. You're a good kid Four if you need to talk I'm here and if you decide to do anything just tell me first. And never let the sadness of your past and fear of the future ruin your happiness while you still have it. Okay? I know so many people that get so burdened and weighed down by their past and fears that they forget to live. Don't do that, he can't control everything as much as it seems like it."

I nod and hug him quickly. As I release him I say, "Thank you, Amar, I will try not to and you don't know how much that helped me."

He smiles and pats my back, "Anytime. You know where to find me if you need. Now get to class. I'll let Tori know you are going to be late. Oh and don't forget training at 8:30 am tomorrow."

"I won't." I smile and leave knowing that I will be late for Art. My only reassurance is that Tori is the teacher and Amar has already let her know.

Flashback ends

I take a deep breath returning to the present in my room. I spin on my chair and my eyes lock onto the glass sculpture that Mom gave me on my 6th birthday. It's blue and looks like falling water frozen in time. She gave it to me secretly because Marcus would throw it out if he found it. It was our small rebellion against him and one of the last things I have left of her. I took it out the day I moved to Dauntless to show him that he couldn't control all of me.

My mind wanders to the person I saw when I went for that run. When she stopped running and turned so the light was on her face she looked so much like Evelyn. It was so brief that I can't be sure but something in me tells me that it was her. My brain tells me that it is impossible because she's dead. I went to her funeral but maybe, maybe it was fake. She could have run away by faking her own death and come here to escape Marcus.

It could have been my imagination after the terrible night that I had had previously. That seems a lot more likely than my first theory and I wouldn't be surprised if it was true. I sit there thinking for a while endless possibilities flying through my head.

I come to the conclusion that I will go for another jog down there to investigate but not right now I need to see if Tris will be alright first. Turning back to my homework I sigh knowing that I have to get it done. I try to do my history research but can't concentrate so I give up and move on to my English but that has the same outcome. Nothing. F* it, I'll finish it during lunch or something I think and get up. Seeing that it is nine o'clock I just go to bed hoping to get to sleep and wanting to avoid Marcus.

I wake up the next morning and groan. Saturdays are the worst days of my week, I know that sounds crazy but since it is the start of the weekend and I don't have school the next day but that means that Marcus can do anything. I roll over and look at my alarm clock, 7:38 am it reads. I close my eyes, willing myself to get out of bed then I remember that I have training for football at 8:30.

Knowing it's an excuse to get away from Marcus I jump out of bed and get my footy gear. Once I'm dressed I quietly go down the kitchen only to be met by Marcus.

"What are you doing?" He accuses.

"I have football practice at 8:30," I say shortly.

He narrows his eyes but seems to believe me because he says, "Okay then when does it finish?"

"10:30."

"Okay, I expect you back at 11 sharp. You know what will happen if you're late," he smirks his eyes filled with malice.

"Yes sir." I nod timidly and grab an orange before heading out the door. I get on my motorbike and check the time. 7:54 am. I put my helmet on and head to the dauntless cafe since I have extra time.

As I walk into the cafe I instantly feel comforted by the casual environment of the cafe. Even though it is only 8 am it is still full of life. As I walk to the counter to get a piece of cake I hear Zeke and Uriah sitting in a corner at the back. I quickly grab a piece of cake and head over to their direction.

Uriah sees me first and waves me over, "Four!"

Zeke turns around and says, "Hey man you coming to the party tonight?"

"Hey guys I'll ask Marcus about the party but my chances are slim."

Zeke purses his lips nodding knowingly, "All good."

I sit down and start eating my cake with Uriah drooling next to me. Zeke sees this and laughs, "You've had yours already stop drooling over Four's"

I laugh and quickly finish my cake. Once we are all done we head out to the car park and drive to the football field.

When we get there everyone is on the benches sorting their gear out. Zeke, Uriah and I go join Al, getting our stuff sorted and talking about the party tonight. Our conversation is soon interrupted by a piercing whistle.

We all look up in surprise to see Amar standing about 10 metres away holding a bag of footballs.

"Okay! Enough girl talk time to get your ass off those seats and on the field!" We all stand up straight away and I smile at his effort to be intimidating which, to be honest, would work if I didn't know him. "Since it's still the start of the season we will work on fitness more than fieldwork and drills. That we will get to in a few weeks. We will start with five laps of the field which lucky for you is only about 2 km." Some of the guys to the left of me groan, obviously too lazy to run 2 km. Amar must hear this because he looks in their direction. "10 laps now! Get to it!" Luckily this time no one groans and Zeke, Uriah, Al and I head off.

After 5 laps Al drops off so it's Zeke, Uriah, myself and two other kids - Jayce and Oscar I think their names are - running at the front. We stay together for all of the laps occasionally talking for the whole 35ish minutes it takes us to run all ten laps.

When he finishes we are all doubled over with our hands on our knees trying to catch our breath.

Amar looks over at us. "When you finish your huffing and puffing, get a drink and meet me at the field to start training."

We all grab a drink and follow him quickly knowing we will be punished for dawdling. The others are finished their laps by the time we get there and they hurriedly catch up to us looking equally as puffed and red.

"Okay slowpokes, we will start with 30 push-ups," we all get into position and he yells, "Go!"

I sit down on the benches sculling my water and trying to control my ragged breath. I thought I was fit but obviously not I am so out of breath and my muscles are already aching after the gruelling fitness training Amar has made us do.

"Hey, Zeke what's the time?" I ask, needing to know how much longer we have.

"10:13. I know, I'm counting down the minutes too."

Uriah joins us, "He said it would be a light session."

"That's Amar for you."

"Tell me about it. You seem to know him pretty well?" Uriah says, "the others always say you are late to art and you stay after Gym. Just wondering, don't want to push if you don't want to answer."

I debate answering or not. In the end decide to because it was gonna get out one way or another, "Yeah I help Amar clean up or set up for the next class most days and Tori knows I will be late. When you get past the scary Amar he's a pretty cool guy."

"Sounds like someone I know," Zeke says smirking at me.

I know he's talking about me but I decide to make a joke instead, "Yeah, I know right Uriah is actually an okay person once you get past his outer idiot."

"That's not who I was talking about but yeah I sorta agree." Zeke plays along.

"Hey!" Uriah whines," I don't know if that is a compliment or not."

Zeke turns to me, "I see what you mean his 'outer idiot' must go pretty deep."

Zeke and I begin laughing at Uriah's hurt facial expression. Before we finish though Zeke's phone rings and he picks it up.

"Hey, Natalie what happened? … No Way! Really?! … Yes, oh my god! … Okay I'll tell the coach … We will be there in 15 … Yep see you soon."

Uriah and I share a look then wait impatiently for Zeke.

"So?"

"TRIS WOKE UP!" He screams then pulls us into a hug which for once I'm not bothered about. Once we pull back our tired state is forgotten and we run out to Amar.

I get there first so I tell him, "Coach Amar. We have to go. Tris woke up. Zeke said we would meet them at the hospital. Is it okay if we leave early?"

He gives me a look asking if I am sure I want to see Tris. I nod in return. I have to see her. I know I shouldn't but I have to. Anyway, one time won't hurt as long as I'm back by 11:00. I hope.

Amar just looks at me uncertainty. So I say, "It's fine as long as I'm back by 11:00."

Zeke and Uriah are still watching so he gives me another careful look pursing his lips and says, "Ok." I consider heeding Amar's warning but the thought is soon lost when I picture Tris.

Zeke figures out what is happening so he speaks up, "We have to go or we will be late."

"Yeah, you guys can go. You will have to make up for it next session though." We nod and run in the direction of the car.

The Priors and the rest of the gang met us in the waiting area ready to go in. The same nurse we met the day we took Tris to the hospital meets us and leads us down the busy halls to Tris' room. She stops us just before the door.

"Now, I must warn you that she has obviously just awoken from a coma that went for a little longer than we anticipated and she is still sleepy from the sedatives which have also made her a little confused and aggressive. She scored a 10 on the Glasgow Coma Scale which is good because most patients wake up with an 8 or a 9. But she is still weak so just be careful.

"Since there are so many of you we will go in two groups so we don't cause her any distress. Doctor Windsor will explain it in more detail once you have seen her. So who is going first?"

Everyone looks at each other. Christina speaks first, "Okay well the Priors are obviously going first then I think Hana, Zeke, and Uriah should also go because they are pretty much family. That's six and there are 13 of us so one more?"

I look at the time 10:30 so I still have 30 minutes till I have to be home so I can wait even though I really don't want to but everyone else probably feels the same way too.

"Christina I think you should go, you are her best friend and we can wait," Marlene says.

Christina smiles, "As much as I really really want to go I think Four should be the one to see her first."

I really want to but I can't let Christina do that, "You can't do that though you are her best friend she needs to see you."

She shakes her head with a fierce look in her eyes, "No, Four. She really likes you I can tell besides if you go first hopefully she will be better when we come in."

I can tell there is no way I can refuse her so I agree, I really need to see Tris, "Okay thank you, guys."

"That's all sorted?" the nurse asks.

Andrew replies, "Yes."

"Well, then you're free to go into her room." I take a breath and walk into Tris' room.

It takes me a moment to take everything in. It is the same as it was when I last came here but the only difference is that Tris has her eyes open and her skin is a little less pale. I can't believe it. I smile so wide that my cheeks hurt but I don't stop, she is finally awake. I can finally see her determined blue-grey eyes, not just her eyelids and long eyelashes. The sight of her awake makes my chest swell and leap into my throat. I can't remember ever feeling joy like this before and certainly not before I met Tris. She is okay, she's awake, she will be alright.

My breath catches and tears of joy fill my eyes but I quickly wipe them off because I can't afford to take my eyes off Tris. She's awake. She's okay. It's all I can think about.

She is so beautiful I could say it a thousand times and that wouldn't be enough. It's not just how beautiful she is outside but her spirit and personality too. She is way better than me and I don't deserve her but god I'm glad I met her.

While I was thinking the others all made their way over to Tris. The Priors sit down at her beadside and the Pedrads and I stand at the end of the bed. Her eyebrows furrow but then relax and her lips pull up slightly.

"Tris."

"Mom?"

Natalie smiles through her tears, "Yes dear it's me. You're okay."

"What happppened to your hair? Why are you crying?" She asks clearly concerned.

Her mom laughs "I'm crying out of happiness. My baby, your back. Your back. I love you so much sweetie."

Suddenly she starts kicking around and her arms fly up, "Choose? Why do I have to choose? No! "

"What do you mean Beatrice?" Andrew asks.

Dr Windsor answers, "I"It is good to see that her oxygen levels are back to normal now and if all goes well she can leave in a week or so but it is common for patients that have just recovered from a coma to have hallucinations or be aggressive. Every patient is different of course but we thought possibly seeing familiar faces would help her calm down and become a little less confused. So far she has been hallucinating and thrashing around trying to free herself of something. We will put her on more sedatives and make the process of her waking up more gradual which may ease the confusion but we thought you would like to see her first."

"Thank you for letting us see her Dr Windsor," Natalie says.

"If you could introduce yourselves that may help it is not guaranteed but it may make her feel safer as well."

"The crows they're everywhere." She screams again flailing her arms in the air. Seeing her like this tears me in two. I don't want her to suffer and go through whatever is happening in her head but I can't help her without further hurting her. She can handle it though I know she can, she is strong and brave and she will be okay, I reassure myself.

"Hey Tris, it's me, Caleb. Mom and Dad and I came to see you. So did Zeke and Uriah and Hana. We all came to see you. Do you recognize us?"

She stops thrashing and her eyes scan the room. "Caleb, Zeke, Uri, Hana you're here? Why?"

Uriah steps forwards, "We wanted to see you wake up Trissy. Four came to."

She frowns, "Four?"

"Yeah, it's me, Tris. I'm here," I say.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Whose Four?"

What does she mean, who am I? I'm so confused "Tris it's me. Don't you remember me? We met at the cafe."

Her face mirrors my confusion, "No. I don't know you. I never saw you at any cafe. Who are you? Everyone keeps saying I know you but I don't, I have never seen you before. I don't remember you at all. Who are you?"

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