So I finally got to finish this chapter. I am working on things. It just takes a bit.

After work Diana and I walked down to the training room together. She said, "I'm really impressed with how you're handling everything. You're very young but you just seem to have it all together. I never believed those reports about your parents and now I know that they must have been lies. I'm just curious why you did leave Abnegation, you would have fit in very well there too."

I wasn't sure if she were trying to get information from me or if she was sincere so I just shook my head, "No, I wouldn't have. My brother was actually better at that than I was. But my parents were wonderful. I felt bad leaving them but my path was different."

Diana nodded, "I understand. I came from Amity, believe it or not."

I turned and looked at her, "You're kidding?"

She laughed, "Nope, I really didn't fit in there. You can only lose your temper so many times before they get tired of you. I may have been the reason they started drugging the bread. They were happy I left. But I did learn how to control my temper here, and I'm a lot calmer when I have to go there."

We walked into the training room and I see Four and Eric sparring, "Oh, no." I say under my breath.

Diana looked at me, "This doesn't look like friendly sparring."

"It's not," I run to jump into the ring, "Four! Stop!"

"Stay out of this, Six!" he says back to me.

"Yeah, Six, stay out of this," Eric says taunting me.

Diana is right behind me and she puts Eric to the ground so fast I don't have time to really see how she did it. I push Four off the mat to get him away from Eric.

"Have you two lost your minds? We can't run these teams if we're fighting amongst ourselves," Diana stated.

"If Eric puts his hands on another woman without her express consent we won't have to worry about it. Because he'll be dead," Four said angrily. He must have viewed the tapes from the surveillance. I didn't think of that.

I hear Eric chuckle, "I guess I'll just have to get consent then." He eyed me and winked.

Diana saw the look he gave me and my reaction to it. Smart woman that she was put the pieces together, and clocked him breaking his nose again, "How about you just leave Six alone altogether. That will solve two problems."

Max walked in and saw Eric holding his nose, "Who'd you piss off this time?"

Diana looked at Max, "That would be me. He needs to learn to respect the women he works with."

Max shrugged, "Eric, go get cleaned up, and get back here quick."

Diana walked over to me and smiled, "You have some serious problems with men."

"I'm finding that out," I said back. Four walked off and then started into a run to work off his anger.

I catch up with him, "Hey, you okay?"

He looked over at me and glared, "You lied to me."

Oh, that's what he was mad at. He had seen the camera footage, "Yes, I did because you keep wanting to kill Eric. And, honestly, I'd love for him to go away but if you do that you'll get kicked out and we won't be able to do what we need to do. And I can't do it without you."

He kept running and I couldn't tell what he was thinking, "Four, talk to me."

He came to a stop next to me, "You want me to be honest with you but you won't return the favor."

"I have been honest with you on a lot of things." He crossed his arms and glared, "I'm sorry, you're right. But I have to be able to trust you not to fly off the handle every time I say something. OR any time a guy says something to me you don't like. That's got to stop. If you want the truth you have to be able to handle it without reacting poorly," I said putting my hands on my hips.

He uncrossed his arms and rubbed the back of his neck then stepped forward to wrap his arms around my waist, "I'm sorry too. You're also right. I'm just not used to having a girlfriend and especially one that every other guy seems to want. It's freaking me out."

"Do you think it's any easier for me when every girl in the dining hall is salivating over you?" I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him gently on the lips, "But I'm yours and you're mine and I need you to let me take care of me. I can, you know."

"Yes, I know," he kisses me back, "Girls don't look at me that way though. Most of the time they just look scared of me."

I laughed, "Oh, trust me they look at you just like I look at you. That's what I meant about Shelly's comments the other day. She thinks your 'Yummy.' I have to agree with that though so it's funny."

He rolled his eyes and looked away but he had a little grin on his face, "I only care that you look at me like that." He kisses my forehead, "Now we need to finish this warm-up so we can get on with training."

We take off running again and when we round the last corner I see my friends and Christina has a big smile on her face. Apparently she saw our little public display of affection and was excited. Max was frowning at us so I figured he probably was anything but thrilled.

We continued on our work and at the end of the first week it was announced whom the first three candidates cut would be. In my heart I was glad it wasn't any of my friends but I didn't want to show that. It was three of the older people who hadn't been training as hard as some of the younger ones before this all started so they weren't quite ready for it. However they were really good so I expected to see them in the training room more often preparing for when there might be an opening. I knew I wouldn't see the last of them.

This was done right before dinner so the dining hall was a mix of emotions. Apparently the others had started betting on who would make it and who wouldn't. Some people lost a large amount not believing the younger ones would make the first cut. Next week

Max stood next to the score board and announced, "These three candidates are not finished and this is not over for them. We will have try outs again as soon as an opening is available BUT instead of filling 15 spots we will be filling one or two spots. And anyone who wants to be on the Elite teams needs to make sure they are ready at any time to try out for those spots." Well there was one way to see more people in the training rooms. Max was pretty much throwing down a dare. "But if I see anyone interrupting the Elite teams training sessions the next two weeks that person will be disqualified from ever being on the team. There are other places you can work out; you don't need to be in there with us! I don't need injuries to my teams due to someone who is out of shape."

I got to thinking that after the final selection if someone were injured on the B team then we would really need to have someone fill a spot from time to time. It might be good to have two or three of the candidates be alternates and be prepared. After dinner that evening I talked to Four about it and he brought it up to Max.

Four came back to me and told me that Max liked the idea but he wanted to wait until the initial spots were filled before we thought further about alternates. We didn't want anyone thinking they could slack off and maybe still get to play with the big boys from time to time.

That night I was snuggled up next to Tobias in his room. It had been awhile since I actually got to be in here. But as I was drifting off he murmured in my ear, "I'm going to sneak out now. Go see my, Mom and see what is going on. I should be back before you have to leave in the morning. But if not then turn my shower on and yell back at me when you open the door. So they think I'm still here just in the shower."

I looked up at him and pouted even though I knew it was something he had to do. "Please be careful. You know that they are watching everything we do."

He nodded, "I know. I double checked all the monitors today so I knew exactly where the blind spots would be." He got up and threw on the blackest clothes he could and threw the hood of his shirt over his head. Then he crawled out the window.

I tried to go back to sleep, but it was fitful and full of weird dreams. When I woke up the next morning Tobias was sitting on the edge of the bed sewing up a cut on his left bicep

"What happened?" I asked.

"One of mom's goons got me before I got home. He didn't know who I was or that I wasn't supposed to be touched. He took off running when he figured it out. I'll be okay though it isn't deep," he said.

"And how are we going to explain that?"

He chuckled, and shook his wet hair on me. That's when I realized he had showered, "We could always tell people we were doing it in the shower and my legs gave out."

"That's not funny," I said but laughed anyway.

"Yeah it is and it would keep them from asking more questions. Of course Max may not be amused if I can't keep up with stuff," he said with a bit of a frown.

"So we will just have to show him how a team works when one of the members is injured." A thought popped into my head and my eyes went wider, "This could be a good training exercise."

It was still pretty early in the morning even for our new training schedule so I rolled back over and he snuggled back down with me but neither of us were sleeping. "So, how did it go with your mom?" I asked, still getting used to the fact that she was actually still alive.

He grumbled then said, "Well there is definitely something in the air. Erudite is being pretty careful so she wasn't sure but with my information she said she was going to put some more people to work on some things. She told me she would let me know what she finds out but to keep watching on this side. She thinks whatever they are planning is big. From the e-mails they have been able to intercept Jeanine is not happy with the progress of something they are developing."

"So they don't know much more than we do," I said.

"I don't know about that. Mom just didn't get too far into it so my guess is she knows something but she's not ready to let me know it yet. She may be waiting to see what I do with information. I may be her son but she doesn't trust me fully yet. But the feeling is mutual," Tobias said back.

I scoffed, "I think you have more right to not trust her than she does to not trust you."

He snorted, "That's why she doesn't trust me. She knows I am the injured party here. I could take whatever information she gives me and go to the higher ups about what the factionless know. I can have them eradicated completely. She doesn't know what side I'm on yet, if there is a side at this point."

I nodded and talking about his mom brought up thoughts about my own mom. "I wonder what my mom knows." I mumbled.

"What?" he rolled me back so he could look at me.

"On visiting day my mom asked me what my aptitude tests results were. She knows I'm ….different," I was still very leery about saying it out loud, even in this room. "She told me to go see Caleb and ask him to research the simulation serum. She knows something."

"You can't visit her, it will be suspicious," he said.

"I know," I agree, "But she knows something and we don't have all the pieces of the puzzle. How do they plan on convincing us to fight the other factions."

I feel him stiffen behind me, "Of course! They are making a serum for mind control. They don't need to convince us to do anything. They can give us a serum to control us."

My mouth dropped open while the pieces connected, "Not all of us though. I'm guessing divergents have immunity to it. That's why they are hunting them down. That's why Jeanine made sure Eric was put in leadership he is still working for Erudite under the cover of Dauntless."

"How do you know that Jeanine put Eric here?" Tobias asked me.

"I heard her in the hallway that night Peter and Al attacked me. She said something to the effect that she made a deal with Max so Eric can hunt divergents. I didn't put it all together until just now," I said.

He sighed and lay back running his hand over his head, "Well now we know there plan but why? Why are they doing it?"

I could see the whole thing now, "Because Jeanine wants to rule, simple as that really."

He nodded, "and as complicated as that."

We grew quiet and dozed until the alarm went off, I groaned and rolled over. Tobias kissed me and said, "Let's go. We have to figure out a way to derail this fight. And I have to figure out what to tell my mother. I don't know how much I can trust her."