A/N Umm…soo…Sorry for the late update I had a writer's block just couldn't figure it out so sorry but I hope you like this one…

Tris POV

I'm enjoying a peaceful evening by myself watching Netflix when suddenly the phone starts ringing. I jump up and try to find it as it is buried in a pile of blankets. Thankfully I find it soon enough. I glance to check the caller ID and it's Zeke.

Oh God he must be calling for some stupid reason or another or because he upset Shauna. Sometimes I don't even know how she puts up with him. The phone rings again jerking me out of my thoughts I quickly scramble up and answer it lifting it to my ear.

"Hey Tris" I hear someone say and for a moment I don't recognize the quiet voice but then it hits me as Zeke and he sounds like he has been crying. What happened? I question to myself but Zeke speaks and I remember that I haven't uttered a word yet so I say, "Hey Zeke what happened?"

He almost sobs before saying, "I'm at the hospital Trissy." Then a pause , "Its Four" and my heart stops for a minute my mind blank.

Then I realize what he just said and tears start forming in my eyes and I ask, "Is he-you know- okay?"

He replies, "Yeah he's in surgery right now, tell you what Tris can you please come down here, I'm alone and-"

I cut him off replying, "Of Course Ezi I'll be there in 10 text me the address."

I hear his sigh of relief as he hangs up. He told me earlier that Shauna was staying at her mom's house and Uri was on a date with Mar so he won't be there. I knew if Zeke called he would instantly drop everything and come and Marlene would accompany him too but knowing Ezi he didn't want to interrupt them.

I am wearing my shoes trying to tie the shoelaces but my hands are trembling. I try to distract myself from any thoughts of what could have happened to Four and focus on getting to the hospital safely.

Once I reach there I quickly park my car and dash inside calling Zeke on the way. He is already waiting for me at the lobby. As I near him I see his slumped shoulders and downcast head. I simply stand in front of him for a moment taking in his appearance.

His clothes are rumpled, hair messy probably because of running his hands through it. He is very quiet not even a greeting. I force his head up and I see his usual mischievous brown eyes dulled and bloodshot.

Without a word I pull him into a hug, my arms wrapped tightly around him. He wraps his around mine even tighter conveying his sadness and I know that right now I need to be strong for him as he has been for me countless times before. How he held me when I heard my parents died. He controlled his own grief to help me and now I have to do the same.

So I choke back my tears and rub circles on his back. We don't say anything we don't need to we're siblings and we understand what the other needs and when.

After a few more minutes I feel Ezi shaking and I quietly whisper in his ear, "Ezi it's alright. It's just me here. Let it all out."

And then silent sobs start wrecking his body and I can feel my shoulder getting wet but I don't mind he'd do the same for me. A few minutes later Zeke's tears have stopped but he's still shaking a bit and he pulls away whispering a quiet thanks.

I give him a smile saying, "Anything for my brother."

He gives another watery smile and leads me to Four's room. I almost burst out sobbing when I see Four on the bed. His skin looks ghostly pale, his left hand and left leg along with his torso and his head is completely wrapped up and he is hooked up to a dozen different machines.

I silently look at Zeke but he is looking at Four and as if answering my unasked question he without removing his eyes from Four says, "He broke his left hand, minor fracture on his left leg, glass in his stomach which they removed but he banged his head pretty hard so they aren't sure when he will wake up, if at all." He says the last part so quietly I almost didn't hear him but I go over to him sitting him down on the visiting chair.

I kneel in front of him and grab his hands in mine rubbing comforting circles on them I say, "Ezi he'll be alright, okay? Don't worry about him annoying people like him stick around for a long time." That brings a small chuckle out of him and I mentally fist pump at that victory.

We sit there in silence for some time, the only sounds are the beeping of the machines. After half hour has passed with no change in Four's condition I gently tell Zeke to go home, eat and to inform the rest. He protests but in the end agrees before he leaves I ask him about Four's family and why haven't any of them come.

He stiffens for a moment and after an internal battle with himself says, "His mom died a long time ago and he doesn't have the best relationship with his dad."

I just nod and give him a small smile which seems to reassure him as he gives one in return and then exits. I sigh and the noise it makes feels too loud. I'm alone with no company. I decide to stay the night along with Zeke. Zeke had already agreed to bring me some clothes for tomorrow.

I look at Four-not in a creepy way- just observe him as his chest rises and falls assuring me that he is indeed alive and breathing. I don't know what I would have done if he wasn't there. I shudder. How did he managed to break all my walls and crawl his way to my heart so easily and quickly?

Maybe it's because the way he held while I had the breakdown, the way he whispered gentle words to me in his deep, soothing voice, the way he seemed to understand me so easily like he could see my soul. I know now that I'm drawn to him even before he held me. I was drawn to him the day I first saw him sitting at the café. I am drawn to him and there is no denying that. If there's anything that this experience has taught me is that anyone could slip away at any given moment leaving you in regret.

It's better to take a risk and confess rather than wonder and regret for the rest of your life. And I need to take the chance soon. I resolve that I will tell him once he gets better. I hope he wakes up soon.

As I'm lost in my musings a sudden knock at the door startles me and I jump before turning around. Zeke simply stands there looking at me with a bag in his hands which he dropped onto a vacant chair.

He steps in lightly sitting down on Four's opposite side. He breaks the silence saying, "Penny for your thoughts?"

I just shake my head murmuring, "Nothing"

He obviously doesn't buy it but he doesn't press any further instead handing me a box. I open it to find my favourite pastry. My face breaks into a grin and I would've tackled Zeke right now but there's a bed between us so I settle for a squeeze saying, "Thanks Ezi. You sure know how to cheer me up."

He gives me a smirk saying, "Well that's what brothers are for Ri" then completely ruining the moment by adding "And annoying you to death."

"Way to ruin the moment Ezi." And we fall into our normal banter at least until he yawns. I look at the time it's just 10 but we have had a long an exhausting day so we call it a night.

We both sleep on two different couches uttering a soft goodnight Zeke drifts off to la la land.

I take a last look at Four he looks quite relaxed and he actually looks his age while he's asleep. I hope he wakes up in the morning and close my eyes as blackness drags me under.

A/N I know this was a terrible chapter Sorry! I just had a block and couldn't come up with much anyways one thing I liked is Zeke and Tris's bond and I wanted to highlight that. We never got to see it but it is one of my favourites.

So I hope that I'll be able to update within time but I make no promises ;p

Until next time guys!