Max calls my name. Standing up, I brush myself off from the dust on the ground. I walk into the simulation room, slowly. Max shoots an annoyed glance at me. I'm not sure why. Maybe because he has seen all the future Dauntless cower from their fear. Or maybe he's just having a bad day? I 'm too afraid to ask, at the moment.

Max doesn't say anything as I climb into the chair. I watch him as he fills the needle up with the serum. Watching Max, he moves swiftly: filling the syringe, walking over to me, moving my hair to push the serum into my body, and finally hooking himself up to the machine. So smooth in his movements.

Slowly, the serum take me under. I wake up in Amar's room. His room looks like it did when me and Four stayed here, last night. I suck in a breath when I feel strong arms wrap around my middle. Warm lips nuzzle my neck.

"I've missed you, Abby." Amar whispers. "I love you so much. I'm so terribly sorry that I left."

Turning in his arms, I wrap my arms around his neck. I burry my head in the crook of his neck, whispering back, "I missed you too. But, the thing is that you're not the real Amar. You may have felt that way when you were alive and before you died but you're not really here."

Amar laughs, "What do you mean? Of course I'm here! Could I do this if I wasn't?" He lifts me off the ground and spins me, laughing as he does it. "And we're going to get married when I see you again. For now, though," he lifts up my chin, making me look him in the eyes. His light brown eyes sparkle. Dipping his head down, he kisses my lips, "I'm here. And I really don't want to go again." His soft voice makes my head spin.

His warm lips make me buzz as he speaks and as he kisses me. I love him and I miss him and I want him to be real. Amar chuckles as he pulls me closer. I try not to think about how much I miss his warmth radiating around me. I know I should stop torturing myself and wake up from this simulation, but something makes me stay. Maybe it's because I know that in reality, he isn't he anymore.

Amar gently pushes me away. "I'll see you again. Give it time." He kisses me again.

Tears spark behind my eyes. The sound of gunshots being to ring. Amar's kind face turns from happy to having a painful expression. He clutches my arms. This isn't how he died, yet it feels like it. It feels like he died this way and feel off of the edge of the walkway.

"No! Not again! Please!" I cry as we both fall to the ground. Amar's lifeless eyes stare up at me. I scream his name, clutching onto him. "I can't loose him again! Please, stop!" Tear begin to stream down my face.

I wake up from the simulation, gasping. I can't face Max. Curling myself into a ball, my head pounds as I cry. I continue to cry, even as Max pulls me into him. He puts his strong arm around me, as if it would protect me from any harm. His heartbeat beats against my ear. Somehow, it calms me enough to relax a bit.

"Come on," he says, "You were the last one. Let's go to my place, you need some time alone."

Nodding, I stand up. Together we walk to his apartment. Max the Dauntless leader, letting me stay with him for a while. He's allowing me to stay with him as I ball like a baby. This is unreal. Yet I am sure that stranger thing have happened.