Eve Eastborne: Have I mentioned what a wonderful, perfect, life-saving, genius you are? Your idea is perfect!!! And it'll fit right in with the scene I was going to do! You must be my muse or something.

Joe: *to alice* Hey baby! What's up? Hey, got any plans for Friday night? Say around, 7:00?

Me: Hey! Are you making a date in my body?!

Joe: It's my body too!

Me: It was mine first! And besides, how are you going to meet alice? Ever think of that? *smiles smugly*

Joe: *mischievous smile* I'll find a way…

Me: alice? RUN! RUN WHILE YOU HAVE A CHANCE!

WARNING: The point of view changes A LOT in this chapter!!! There is also a lot of cussing and derogatory name-calling.

Tris walked down the path. She wasn't really going anywhere, she just felt like walking. She closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh air. And bumped into someone. Why must I keep doing this? She chastised herself.

"We have really got to stop meeting like this." Came an all too familiar voice. Tris would have known that voice in her dreams (in fact, she had known that voice in her dreams).

"Darien!" She said, looking up into his deeply tanned face and bright green eyes. He smiled broadly at her.

"Tris." He breathed and held her close to him. Mmmmm… she thought, he smells nice. Again she couldn't help but marvel at how well she fit in his arms, as if he was made for the sole purpose of holding her. "I've got something to show you." He whispered into her ear. She nodded, though reluctant to move out of his sure embrace. Darien smiled at her again before lacing his fingers with hers and leading her off.

"Where's Tris?" Adam asked.

Sandry smiled "You would be the first to notice." She said. Adam blushed. "Don't worry." She told him, "She'll be here." Adam sighed and looked out the window as he set the table. If she's going to be here, she better be here soon. He thought.

As it happened, Tris didn't come home in time for dinner. No one seemed too worried, though. Tris was Tris. She was a grown woman (not to mention a powerful mage) and could take care of herself.

"You know her," Briar said, "she probably just needed to get away. Tris isn't really a "people person"." Everyone chuckled, knowing full-well that this was true. Yes, everyone chuckled, everyone…even Adam. But though he was laughing outside, he was truly worried inside. He couldn't help it. He just didn't feel right about her not being there. He felt like something was wrong. Come on, get over it. He told himself, They know her better than you do.

"We're here." Darien told her.

"Where?" She asked. She had been walking backwards for about a half mile, allowing Darien to guide her. He told her that he wanted it to be a surprise. Whatever "it" is. Tris thought

"Oh, no." He told her with his mischievous smile. "I'm not about to spoil it now." He backed her into an enclosed area. "We're going to stop here tonight. I'll show you tomorrow what I wanted to show you."

"Darien, it's pitch-black. Where are we?" Tris demanded, getting a little scared at the prospect of not being at home tonight. Darien put comforting arms around her.

"Shhhh." he told her, "It's okay, I'm here. No need to be fearful. Trust me. Now, lie down." She did as she was told. A moment later, he handed her a cup. "Drink this."

"Why?" She asked, suspicious. Again he gave her that grin that always managed to turn her knees to jelly.

"Come on. Just trust me." He told her. Reluctantly, she did. Her eyelids began to get heavy. "You…dru…druuuged…ma..ma..me" she said as she fought off sleep. He laughed.

"Just a little something to help you…say…shut down. Now, sleep." He enfolded her in his arms once more, and she forgot everything as she concentrated on that.

Adam woke up the next morning. Tris isn't here. He thought. He knew that for a fact. No, Adam hadn't checked. He hadn't even gotten out of bed, to be honest, but he knew. There was an emptiness in his heart that was only filled when Tris was there. Whenever she lashed out at him in anger, whenever she left him in a huff, that part of him left too, leaving him empty and cold. And wanting to cry. He tried not to let on, and so usually added a sarcastic comment or two about her "playing hard-to-get", or something like that, at the end of one of their "spats". It was all for appearances sake. The truth was, Adam wanted her-possibly needed her-with his entire being. He positively ached for her. Shut-up. Adam ordered himself as tears tried to force themselves from his eyes. Stop it. Don't you dare cry, or I'll kick your ass myself. It didn't matter that he was threatening himself, it helped stop the tears and soon he was able to get up and pretend like he was okay. Honestly, I should be an actor.

What? Where the hell am I? Those were the first thoughts that crossed Tris's dream-fogged mind as she gazed at her stone surroundings the next day. AND WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING IN SHACKLES?!?!?! She added frantically.

"Ah! You're awake!" Tris heard Darien say. She looked around for a moment before her gaze found him.

"Darien! Thank the gods! What happened? Get me out of here!" She said, relieved that he was here so he could help her. However, her pleas were greeted with a malicious laugh.

"Why in the world would I let you out, if I'm the one who locked you up?" He asked her. Tris looked at him in confusion.

"What?" She asked. His smile was now gone.

"I knew you were gullible; I mean, getting you to fall for me was all too easy. Of course, that could be because you're also desperate." He added as an afterthought, "I knew as well that you were an ugly whore and quite the little bitch, but are you deaf as well? Because that I did not know. I said that I locked you up." He told her, slowing down the last four words as if he were telling them to a particularly slow child.

Tris couldn't believe it. This man, this beautiful man, had tricked her. He had made her fall madly in love with him, and used her feelings to exploit her. She was getting angrier by the minute. Tris gathered a gust of wind to knock him on his arrogant ass, and hurled it at him with all her might. Darien deflected it. He walked over to her easily and smiled in her face, then slapped her. The force of his blow made Tris's head snap to the side, only to be met by the rock wall behind her.

"You're a tricky little bitch, aren't you?" Darien asked her. He took her chin in his hand and forced her to look at him. Tris wanted to throw-up rather than see his face, but forced herself to meet his gaze anyway. "I wouldn't try anything else if I were you." He warned her, "You don't honestly think I'd have brought you here if I couldn't defend myself against you, do you?" Tris contemplated spitting in his face but quickly discarded the thought, as Darien would never let her get away with it and she didn't desire a true beating. As Tris continued to look around the cavern, she became aware that she had been there before.

Oh, gods…no…it's not…I mean, it can't be… but it was. Tris was standing in the very same place, indeed was shackled to the same wall with the same chains, that they had found Elizabeth bound to months ago. Tris was frantic. She tried to send a message to the others through their mind connection, but she couldn't. She was half mad with fright. What would he do to her now that she had no way to leave and no one would come for her?

"What did you do?!" She cried. Darien laughed again.

"You mean your little mind connection? Why, I shut it down."

Just a little something to help you…say…shut down

"The drink." Tris said, "That drink you gave me. It was to cut off my connection to them!"

"So, we're finally putting the pieces together." Darien said, sounding bored.

"What are you going to do?" Tris asked him.

"My, my, my, I didn't know the little bitch had a head full of questions. But if you must know," He answered her, "I'm going to kill you. But first, I'm going to kill your friends. And you're going to watch them die. And you know what the best part is?" He asked her, smiling evily, "You're going to help me kill them."

"Like hell I am." She spat back. He just laughed again.

"Again, you're idiocy surprises me. Don't you see? You won't have any choice in the matter. I'm going to drain you of your powers, and then I'm going to use them to kill your friends, and eventually you" He smiled again, but this one was genuinely cheerful. Tris sat quietly, waiting for the shock to wear off and the terror to take over.

Author's Note: I have more to write, but this was getting very long.

Joe: *snore*

Me: *pointing to the sleeping Joe* I give you: exhibit A. Anyways, I'll give more next time. I didn't use mean words cuz I hate Tris (I love Tris!!!) I used them cuz Darien is supposed to be a major bastard.