Like I said there will be a lot of changing POV in this chapter. Just wanted to clear something up, Tris is the biggest face in the war, then Four, and third is Uriah. The rest fall behind them. And someone said that they wanted to see more Wilstina( not sure how to spell that) I will like after all the craziness settles down a bit. I'll still have Christina and Will teasing each other while all this is happening, as for Wilstina, that won't happen for a little bit.

Tris POV

"What about your injuries. Your in no state to travel that far." Matthew says from behind me.

"That doesn't matter right now. If we don't leave now, we'll never be able to." I tell him.

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Four POV

We have three more days until the anniversary and until the initiates arrive. Zeke, Christina, Tori, and Shuana have been working their asses off doing this thing. They would barely let any of us help them get things cleared so as many people as wanted could come. There's three more days until the choosing ceremony. It's not the first since the war, but that doesn't make it any easier. Before everything went to hell, Tris told me she wanted to train initiates with me. Last year she couldn't. She will never be able to.

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(The never before seen!) Tori's POV

The four of us have been working hard on this tribute for the past week. It's enjoyable, but it's also a lot of work. I'm honestly very glad they let me help them with this, even with my outburst at Four.

"Zeke! We are not Amity! Or have you forgotten that we don't do colorful things with glitter everywhere and sweet little sayings. That's Amity's thing, not ours. Fix it!" Shuana yells at Zeke. We are currently making the invitations. We really only need 6, but Christina insists on making some for her family and Will's so they can be specially invited.

"Well Tris's a girl and if Uriah was here, he'd make it look as stupid as possible." Zeke says in his own defense.

"Don't you remember that Tris was Abnegation. All they had was grey and different variations of grey." I remind them.

"Yes, but she must of had a favorite color. I mean no ones favorite color is grey." We all look at Christina, I suspect like she's grown two heads, because she was the closest to Tris and she doesn't even know her favorite color.

"What?" Christina asks us.

"You were her best friend and you don't know what her favorite color was?!" Zeke asks her in disbelief.

"Well we weren't really close and she wasn't a very open person. I'll go find Four and bring him back here." She gets about three steps out the door before she turns around and comes back in. "Does anybody know what his apartment number is. I wasn't paying any attention how to get there or what his apartment number was when I was breaking his door down."

"Leader apartment 46. We live on the same floor, just in different hallways." I tell her. Even though he isn't a leader anymore. We let him keep his apartment. Partially because his old one was destroyed and partly because we hope he becomes a leader again.

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Four POV

I'm in my apartment when I hear a knock on my door. I open it to find Christina on the other side.

"Four. I'm surprised you answered the door right away." She tells me.

"Well I was right here anyway. What do you need?" I ask her lazily.

"I need you to come down to the control room with me because we need your help with something."

"Um, okay?"

"Just come on." There's that Candor smart mouth I'm used to.

As we are walking to the control room I look at the walls. Remembering the first time I walked these halls and the first time I walked these halls as Tris's instructor. It seems like ages ago that everything seemed perfect. That no one knew or suspected a war. Why can't everything go back to the way it was? My mother used to say that everything happens for a reason. Well what was the reason for Tris dying? Why couldn't it have been me? No. I can't let these thoughts consume me. It'll only make it harder. Natalie even told me that the choice I was making, attempted suicide, was the wrong one. That I'd be breaking my promise to Tris. Tris. It seems like she knew she was going to die and made me promise that so I would have to try. Try to live my life.

"Yea, what did you need?" I ask them lazily, once I get into the control room.

"What's Tris's favorite color?" Zeke

asks me.

"This. This is what you wanted me for?"

"Just answer the damn question Four." Christina basically yells at me.

"Woah. Ok. Turquoise, dark blue, black, and red."

"Thanks man." Zeke tells me.

I think I will say something at the tribute in three days, even though I'm terrible at speeches. But that's ok because she will be there standing next to me. Tris will be there with me.

A/N: I know. Super short chapter. So sorry about that. I've just been really busy with volleyball and keeping my grades up AND work at the farm. Don't kill me please! :') ok. So some ideas? I haven't started writing the next chapter yet, but I'll try to get done soon. No promises. REVIEW! Thanx. ;)