A/N: Again I don't own anything created by Veronica Roth. I only own my OCs . I hope the last one didn't disappoint. Yes there will be some action in this one somewhere I promise even if its just a hint. Fluff to come in chapters to follow.

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Chapter 4: Capture the Flag

Heading back to her room and back to bed. Hearing the blaring of the tablet's alarm was reason enough to want to throw it against the wall. Picking herself up as weighed the option of getting some food before getting ready. Hearing her stomach growl at the very thought of food as she slid on her work out shoes. Quietly grabbing her hoody and keys went in search of Rena and Tris in the Pit.

Steaks and burgers were on tonight's menu. Potatoes and rice were an optional side as well as everyone's favorite dauntless cake. Filling her plate with a little bit of everything with a big fat piece of cake on the side. Seeing her friends at the Dauntless Leadership table and headed over. Almost spilling everything in a near miss when two of the younger members decided it was a good idea to horse-play between the tables. Biting her lip she managed to keep her cool, giving the two boys a death glare as she continued past. Tris and Four were sitting at opposite sides of the table, seeing as how Four was in deep conversation with Eric. Sitting as far away from them as she could, and started eating.

"Somethings will never change huh."

"What do you mean?"

"Well Tris your boyfriend is all the way over there and your brooding over your food."

"I'm am not, I just don't care to be apart of anything that has to do with Eric."

"Holding grudges much?"

"You can't hold it against him forever."

"Serum or not he is still an asshole."

"Not arguments there." Rena chimed in as she reached across for ketchup.

"Maybe he isn't all bad. You guys all work together, you cant avoid him." Hel hid her face as best she could in between bites.

"Wait since when are you defending him? Wasn't it just yesterday you two were fighting in your office."

Instead of blushing at the sudden reminder of yesterdays events, she got angry.

"Well thanks to him, I was able to go back to my apartment this morning."

"Oh shit I forgot about that. I heard you slept in your office last night." Well if that is what she heard then she wasn't about to argue, it was no ones business where she slept. It was just easier then having to explain that she was scared and sought the safety Eric's big arms last night. Plus she sure as hell wasn't about to mention the kiss from yesterday.

"Yeah and if its alright I'd rather not get into that right now."

"But what if it happens again."

"Our almighty leadership is handling it. If I need to kick someone's ass again so be it."

"You find out who this guy is yet?"

"Sadly no not yet." Turning to face the other way when she seen Eric watching her from the corner of his eye. So she pretended to to be completely occupied in conversation with the girls. Not once breaking his concentration from his own conversation with Four. If Four noticed he never said anything or just didn't care.

"Hopefully they find out soon."

"Hey are you going to stay dressed like that all day?" Rena pointing questionably at Hel's current outfit.

"No, it was comfy and I didn't feel like changing...yet." She almost forgot what she was saying when she caught sight of Eric again from just behind Rena's bobbing head.

For the remainder of the conversation she simply stayed quiet, nodding here and there. Chiming in when it turned to her. Before long Four had joined them, Eric had parted ways without as much as a turning glance. In all fairness she wasn't paying attention to anything other then her food.

"So as much as I'm loving this new do your rockin. I have to ask, why the sudden change?"

"Just needed a change is all."

"Not hiding are you?" Four couldn't help but to tease her. Little did any of the females at the table knew what he knew. But he'd keep a secret, even if it was weird as Eric being into Hel.

"Fuck no, I'm not hiding."

"Is it that guy you did a number on last night?"

"Shut the hell up, I'm not hiding."

"Then why'd we find out you slept in your office this morning." Tris had her arms crossed is disappointment.

"Seriously, your all over reacting. I just had some unexpected visitors last night following the fact I kicked some guy's ass."

"Fine, sorry it's just bad timing. Thankfully Four is taking care of it." Tris gently nudged him before settling into his side.

"Yeah but I'm not the only one."

"I know, as much as it pains me to say it thanks for looking out for me, both of you."

"You should get a move on if you want to make it later."

"Shit really I hoped to get a few more hours of sleep on my day off."

After saying her good-byes, she headed home. Still feeling the urge to look over her shoulder, she picked up the pace. Making it back in record time. Splashing cold water on her face, she leaned against the kitchen counter for a while. Maybe she was scared but not of some punk. Its what the punk and his friend could have accomplished if she had been stupid enough to go home. The more she thought about it the more she pondered the possibilities the more she thought about Eric. Splashing a little more water on her face before heading to her room. Getting dressed for the night's game. Black jeans, her black combat jacket, tying her hair into a bun. No point to full make-up it'd be smeared like war paint by the time she got home. Grabbing a beer with nothing else but watch the clock.

On the way to the train, that eerie feeling she was being followed had returned. Every flight of stairs and turn seemed menacing even. A few times she could have sworn she heard footsteps. Most members were asleep at this hour. The initiates were on their way to the train, where Four and Eric would give them the low down on the nights events. Leaders had just started passing out rifles and ammo to each of the initiates, Eric looks a little surprised to see her approaching. Four smiles as he hands her her rifle and her share of the ammo.

"Why is she here?"

"To even up the teams."

"Hello I'm standing right here." Hel spoke up, she hated being ignored. Slinging her rifle over her shoulder.

"No shit, I'm not blind." The two shared glares, Four was far to happy to end the staring contest before it started.

"She's here to make things fair. Get over it."

The screeching of the rails let everyone know that the train was coming. It wasn't stopping and Hel was one of the first to jump on. Leaning against the wall of the opposite end of the car. With Eric's big mouth, there wasn't anyone who wouldn't be able to hear even with the noise. The closer to the pier the team picking would begin. Eric glared at her over the heads of some of the dauntless born initiates. Was he mad? She hadn't done anything, scoffing that Eric was seemingly back to his old self again. Almost jumping when she heard her name called. Looking over to Four calling her over.

"Six transfers and five born." Four told her as he patted her on the shoulder. Rolling her eyes as she looked at him. Arms crossed, his face in its usual angry scowl.

"So three transfers each. So the dauntless born are short. Which team captain is lucky enough to be short."

"Eric's."

"Seriously?"

"Sorry rules are rules. Look at it this way he can't shoot you if your on his team."

Four's oddly reassuring smile did little to help put her at ease. When she turned to face her newly named team captain, he had already made his way to the open door. The wind did little in its attempt to mess his hair up. Then he jumped, initiates following behind him as they jumped off the train.

"You better jump or you'll miss all the fun." And with that Four all but pushed her out the door, jumping right after. Landing on his feet. Not far from Hel, who was brushing the dirt off her knees.

"Dick, you didn't have to push me."

"Yeah, yeah your team's waiting on you." Pointing over at Eric's direction, before hurrying off with his own team.

The initiates parted slightly so she could hear Eric's game plan. Sighing silently to herself when she didn't see the initiate that Eric had reprimanded yesterday on their team. Eric barked orders, explaining that they couldn't just bury it. Letting the team or rather the initiates decide where, only really seeking approval from Eric when they felt they found a good spot. Finding an old tree further down the old pier , its overgrown grassy surroundings provided an excellent vantage point. The old bumper car building not far behind it. They took to posts a couple hundred yards from the tree leaving Eric and Hel alone.

She wondered to the far end of the bumper car building. Eyes open for any movement that wasn't her team. Every once in a while she could see one's head slightly pop up above the high grass but only barely. It was nearly pitch black out there. Seeing Eric for a moment as he sent three of them off to retrieve Four's flag. After the years both he and Four had their fair shares of victories and loses. It was hard to guess who would win this one. Hel knelt down as she heard guns going off in the distance. It was to far and to early to know if it was one of her team was shot or if some just some got trigger happy.

Taking a deep breathe, she steadied herself, watching carefully through her scope. Only to be picked up by her shoulders and slammed into the wall behind her. She was so focused on the view of her scope she didn't hear the normally heavy footsteps of Eric. He pressed his body against her effectively pinning her to the wall. His hand over her mouth to muffled any startled scream before it even had a chance to escape her mouth. Before the shock had even worn off, he pulled her inside. It was dark, but one could still see the crumbling outlines of old ride cars and whatever else that was left behind.

"What the hell is your problem?"

"My problem?" Crossing her arms as he started to pace in front of her.

"We kiss, you push me away, then you go and fucking kiss Peter. Then you show up at my place."

For a brief moment she seen hurt and disbelief in his eyes, but just like that it was gone again. It was rare if he ever showed any emotion other then anger

"I see, I was wondering how long it would be before that got out."

"Oh so you admit it. Are you two a thing now? Does your boyfriend know who's bed you woke up in this morning."

"Boyfriend? Hell no...wait are you jealous?"

"Of Peter? No, I just don't understand the fuck is up with you."

"Can't this conversation wait til we get back to the compound?" Slowly adjusting the strap of her rifle, keeping it from digging into her shoulder.

"Don't change the subject."

"I'm not. I just rather have this conversation in private. Not when we're supposed to be babysitting remember."

He stormed out, bumping into her on purpose, knocking her a step back.

"Why are you being such an asshole all of a sudden?" She spun on her heel and followed after him.

He didn't answer, he continued forward as if he didn't hear a word. Their flag was still in place and for the moment it was still secure. The two initiates left to guard it had switched places in the few minutes she and Eric were inside. Eric found a place near where he had found Hel before he dragged her inside. Running past him Hel decided she'd help the three that we're sent off to return with Four's flag. She didn't look back, she wanted to be far away from him at least til they got back. Knowing Four well enough that he'd have his team near the carousel. God she hated that damn thing. Hearing a round whiz past her ear, barely having a chance to turn away from it in time. A few more shots went off before she found her team members. Helping them reorganize, she had a slight upper hand, even though it had been a couple years since she had played she still knew Four better then most.

"Come on, we got this."

"We can't get close enough."

"Shoot first, ask questions later, it should be in one of those bench seats on that stupid carousel."

The other two were at least firing back, missing but they were trying, coming close a few times. The red-head girl hitting one in the thigh.

"We should move, we can't just sit here."

"Then why are you three still here? MOVE! It won't be long before they figure it out."

Moving closer to the carousel, they split into pairs. Moving with the small boy of the trio, they headed straight for it. Catching a better view of who was still lingering around it. Two people stuck to one end of the it, little did they know two members headed around back. Hearing shots off in the distance, she knew where the rest we're closing in on Eric and the two team members they left behind.

"Shit."

Appearing on top of it, Four walked around to the front. Gaining the perfect shot, before she could step onto it. Shooting her twice in the shoulder before she dropped to her knees. It hurt it, hurt a lot. Little did she realize that when they got on the train, they were given simulation rounds. Sim rounds gave all the pain of getting shot without spilling any blood.

"You just had to shoot me didn't you."

"Oh yeah. You bet your ass."

"Why did you shoot me twice?"

"Because I know you all to well, if I didn't I could be dead from falling off this thing.

"No I would've waited til you came down first before I kicked your ass."

"Something tells me, I have nothing to worry about."

Shooting the other girl, in the leg. She barely started to cry, when the hoots and hollers of the two team members who had managed to swipe the flag. Hel started laughing as the pain started to wear off, nudging the other girl. She gave a nervous smile as she limped to greet the rest of the team.

"Looks like you lost this year, Four."

"I bet Eric's going to be happy." Jumping down to help her up. Watching the other girl slowly get to her feet.

"Yeah, let's see how long that lasts."

"Something happen?"

"Nope."

"Speak of the devil."

The rest were slowly making their way back over. Each member had at least been hit once, even Eric. One of the initiates had caught Eric by surprised and had nearly pissed his pants when they realized it was Eric. He was still rubbing his ribs when he joined them. Sucking it up when he seen Hel watching him. Seeing that the kid still had all his limbs intact, it was a good sign.

"The train will be here soon. We better get to the tracks." Four told them wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

Eric glared at her as they all headed towards the tracks. Staying close to Four, she tried to get the now sore and tired initiates pumped for the victory party. She wasn't sure if she'd be joining them and if she did, not sure if she'd stay long. She was ready to get back, she needed a drink. They all made the jump, only having to help one of the transfers. Grabbing his arm, Four helped him swing inside.

A few of the born initiates were goofing around, threatening to shoot one another. Taking the glare off of her. Eric stepped up to them from his spot against the back wall of the train.

"If you keep goofing off, I will throw you from this train."

For a moment the three boys stood frozen in there spots as Eric walked past and leaned in the space between the doors. They didn't talk back and they didn't argue. Once Eric brought his focus on the train to what was going on outside, the boys went back to boasting about the party. Pulling Four to the far end of the train away from the initiates and Eric, she let out a sigh.

"We need to talk." The motion with her eyes in Eric's direction, told Four exactly who she was refering too.

"What's he done now?"

"I think he is mad at me."

"When isn't he mad at pretty much everybody?"

"For a moment I thought he wasn't so bad."

"What happened?"

"From the sounds of it, he found out I kissed Peter last night."

Four started to laugh. The very thought of Peter and Hel as a thing was just funny.

"So you kissed Peter?"

"Yeah thanks to Dauntless VS Candor. He kissed me."

"Kind of explains why Peter's been looking like he just got laid."

"I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit. There was no hooking up."

The comment only made Four laugh harder. Causing Hel to all but gently punch him in the side. Much to her relief though no one including Eric was close enough to hear what they were saying.

"You need to talk to him about it unless you like Peter in that way."

"I dont and I get it, I'll talk to him. But it doesn't explain Eric."

"I think you should talk to Eric, you know without fighting."

"Something tells me that won't be easy."

"It never is with him. Can I ask you something?"

"Even if I say no your going to do it anyways."

With a smile on his face, he leaned down to whisper it in her ear.

"Since when did you start giving a shit about whether or not he's mad at you?"

As the compound came into view they older members readied themselves for the jump. Looking over to Four she rolled her eyes at him.

"Don't even think about pushing me this time."

The edge neared enough for the jump. Hel was one of the first, standing she paced as the rest of the group joined her. Glad they hadn't lost anyone on the field trip to the pier. Clearing her throat she addressed the initiates. Eric and Four watched from behind the group.

"Hand over the rifles and ammo. Place them in the crates and get the hell out of here."

Without having to ask twice the group did what she asked. Dropping her own rifle into the crate, she turned back and gave the leaders one last glance before she headed inside. Praying to herself that she wouldn't have to lecture anyone on how not to drink near the Chasm. She did not want to have to do the mountain of paperwork that would follow having to fish someone out of it.

The party was in full swing, lots of music and drinking. Finding Rena and Mason at the bar, she joined them. The conversation was light and pretty soon Eric made an appearance. Taking a seat at the opposite side of the bar and had a beer in no time. Shaking her head as she tried to ignore him. Rena hadn't noticed him staring holes into the skull of her friend.

"So apparently Peter is taking things way to far."

"What do you mean?"

"Since he kissed me last night, I've heard he's been acting like he got laid or something."

"He did seem pretty bummed you bailed last night."

"Yeah and you know I don't have a thing for him."

"So who do you have a thing for? You know you can't hide anything from me."

"That's something I'm trying to figure out myself."

"Don't think to hard about it, you never know."

"Yeah yeah Mr Right could be waiting for me around the corner."

"Well Peter could be Mr Right now?"

"Don't even go there."

The glowing smile on Rena's face, showed her just how happy Mason made her. She squeezed Hel's hand. They talked about the capture the flag game, drinking to its victory. Looking up to see Eric no longer across from her, she let out a sigh. At least for the moment he wasn't glaring at her. A hand on her shoulder took her by surprise. Grabbing on the wrist on the hand, and forcibly removed it from her shoulder. Spinning in the stool to find Peter standing there. She couldn't help but think Peter showing up is the reason for Eric's absence. Leaving nothing behind but three empty brown bottles where he was sitting.

"Chill out its just me." He offered her an innocent smile before taking the seat next to her.

"You know I should just kick your ass."

"What did I do?"

"You do know we're just friends right."

"I was hoping to change that. Then other guys like the dick that hit you would never have the chance to get that close to you."

"I see and just like that dick, I'll handle it myself."

"Look I like you, is it wrong that I want to be more than just your friend."

"I like you as a friend. No one time kiss on a dare is ever going to change that."

"You didn't answer my question."

"No, its not wrong as long as that feeling go both ways."

"So that kiss meant nothing?"

"For me it was just a dare."

"Whatever you say." With that he stormed off, he was more hurt then mad. Peter was never one though to let one little thing keep him down. Before long he was chatting it up with a blonde girl who worked the night shift at the med-ward.

"That was awkward."

"Not really, Rena. Shit had to be said."

"True, for a minute there I thought he was going to start telling you he loved you."

"Stop, don't even go there. If anyone is love struck honey its you."

She didn't even reply to the last comment she simply smiled at Mason as both their cheeks turned red. Hel couldn't resist the giggle, standing she hugged Rena's neck.

"Calling it a night already?"

"Yeah, I could use a shower and some real sleep."

"Be safe this time."

"Always, at least tonight I'm on the sober side."

Patting Mason on the shoulder before making her way around the bar. Giving Peter an approving smile as she passed. Once she was outside the main door of the Pit, she rubbed at the soreness creeping back into her shoulder. She spotted him, he looked worse then he did when they first returned back. His knuckles had been bleeding. He was heading in her direction, he seemed to be coming from the training room. She stood frozen as he grew closer.

"Not a good time?"

He paused in his stride, taking in the sight of her. The sting of the cracked scabs on his knuckles as he flexed his hand. He closed the short distance between them. Before she could blink he grabbed her by the hand and hurried her down the hall. Not slowing down til they were near the chasm. In a slightly darkened corner, the cameras wouldn't be able to tell who or what was there for those watching. The roaring sound of the rushing water made hearing anything impossible.

Her eyes searched his, his face. His face was void of all emotion that she half forgot he was still holding to her hand. Her back hit the coarse stone wall behind her before he slowly let go. The stone was starting to dig into her back. Half hoping she'd sink into a crack in the wall then be having this conversation. He towered over her, pressing her deeper into the wall.

"Going to start accusing me again?"

"So talk."

"Wow, so you dragged me here?"

"We're not babysitting and your little boyfriend isn't around."

"For the last fucking time, he is not my boyfriend."

"Looked like it when I left the Pit."

"If you would have stuck around you would have seen me set his ass straight."

"Then why did you fucking kiss him?" He slammed his hands against the wall on beside her head, causing her to jump slightly.

"It was a dare, part of that same stupid game when I flashed you."

"Am I just some stupid game?"

"I wanted you to be..."

He scoffed at her, not quite sure what to say. He pushed off the wall on either side of her head. He was about to leave when she once again caught hold of his arm. The anger within him scared her, but at the same time turned her on. Her stomach was doing back-flips again as he stared at her. His eyes moving between her hand and her face. When he finally turned to completely face her, she was at a lose for words. The coldness in his eyes didn't melt like they did when she turned up at his place yesterday. He yanked free from her hand and stormed off. Leaving her alone in the damp shadows. Now she was confused and a little mad at herself.