Amar: "Guys, seriously, how many times do we have to say Kat doesn't own Divergent?"

Kat: "No idea, it doesn't look like it's sinking in that I'm not Veronica Roth."

*A wild Veronica Roth Appears*

Veronica Roth: "Guys! How can you mistake me for this child?"

Kat: "Hi Veronica!"

Amar: "Hi creator! Anyway, I have to get going, need to find out why Six's instincts are going crazy! Bye!"

Kat and Veronica: "Bye Amar! Good luck!"

Chapter 16

The Note

Six:

This is my family, I thought as we ran towards the train tracks, and they have accepted me as their own. Better yet, as their leader. A large, joy-filled smile crossed my features as I whooped with joy knowing that Marcus Eaton was in jail and knowing that the Dauntless still accept me for who I am even with the past I've had. I will fight to protect these people with all I have, was the last thought to cross my mind as we all jumped into the passing train and made our way back to Dauntless.

Time Skip (A Year And Three Months After Initiation)

Everything's been amazing. Zeke and Shauna have gotten much closer, and it's obvious they like each other, but Zeke's too scared to say or do anything, he's afraid everything will end up like it did last time. It's been about a year since I got Marcus locked up and my fear of him changed into a fear of turning into him. I've been going into the fear landscape every day, trying to see if I can get over any of my other fears, but that hasn't happened, and I doubt it will, but it's grown into a habit to go there when I have nothing else to do.

As for Lauren, she confessed to us about her being Lesbian, and I have a feeling she has a crush on Shauna's little sister, Lynn. Lauren's also become a good friend, though I do still have my trust issues which prevent me from seeing Lauren as anything but a good friend and I don't think that'll change unless she does something to lose more of my trust.

There's also the Priors, Natalie and Andrew had a talk with their sons the same day Marcus was arrested. They told their sons my story and send them my message, it turns out I was correct that Caleb wanted to transfer to Erudite and I was pleasantly surprised when Tobias said that he'd like to transfer to Dauntless. A month later, Andrew told me, after a meeting with all the factions, that Tobias would like to see me again, but I told him I couldn't go due to being very busy with my three jobs. He had understood and asked if there was anything I could do to help him get into Dauntless, and I told him I'd see if I can get someone I trust immensely to go over there and train him. That someone was Amar and he agreed. I haven't actually spoken to Tobias or Caleb, but I've given Amar some notes to give to the Priors. According to Amar, Tobias is a quick learner.

Also, according to the notes Tobias sent me and the conversations during lunch, the teacher in Faction History has had the students mingle and Tobias, Marlene, Uriah, and Lynn have all met. The teacher in Faction History has grouped everyone with one person per faction, though there weren't enough Amity, and according to Uriah he had to be the Amity of his group. Uriah and Lynn were placed into the same group with Tobias, a Candor girl named Christina, and an Erudite boy named Will. Caleb got put into a group with an Erudite girl named Myra, a Candor boy named Peter, a Dauntless girl nicknamed A, and an Amity girl named Sunshine. Marlene got put into a group with a Candor boy named Al, an Amity girl named Raindrop, an Erudite boy named Edward, and a Dauntless boy named Blaze. According to Uriah and Lynn, Tobias, Will, and Christina all want to transfer to Dauntless, but Tobias and Will actually want to transfer so that they can learn to protect people, and the Christina girl just wants to transfer here because according to her our outfits are hot and so are the guys. Lynn overheard her saying that Christina was going to try and sleep with Max and her instructors, and she told her off. Everyone's been ignoring Christina, which annoys her a lot because she's obviously attention seeking whore. I've spoken to Max about what I've been told by Uriah and Lynn, and he said that if she does transfer here and tries anything, she's going to be kicked to the factionless. As well as that, Tobias also informed me that he's been getting along great with Uriah and Lynn, as well as Will, and on the set days Amar goes to train Tobias, the three of them join in and train with him, though Lynn doesn't really need the extra training.

Along with that, after the arrest of Marcus and news spread around about why he was arrested, Dauntless got permission from the other factions to randomly send patrols into all the different factions in hopes to catch anyone being abused. This is happening because everyone is starting to fear that another child might go through the same things I did and have no escape until the time they choose their faction, so in hopes to help anyone, Dauntless has trained patrols to be able to hear very well and use all their senses to the limit. We've even got our own patrols around the compound, and with all the patrols, we change out every person so that we can find if anyone in the patrol groups is abusive.

It actually didn't take long for a little Dauntless girl who lives in the orphanage to come to me and tell me that the orphanage owner was abusive. I took action immediately and she was instantly arrested and sent to Candor for questioning. When the orphanage owner was arrested, Tori took over the orphanage and I trust her completely, and I knew that she was going to set everything right and that's exactly what she did. There had also been a surprising situation where a little girl from Amity, she was only six, had gone to Johanna and told her spokeswoman that her parents were abusing her and her little brother, who was five. Johanna had also taken immediate action by calling me and informing me of the situation. I didn't trust the parents to not get violent so I sent our best shots and best knife throwers, I even took up the case myself. The mom was arrested and the dad killed. I had killed him. I had to, he was going to kill his son, and I wouldn't have been fast enough so I threw a knife at the dad and it killed him. I don't feel bad. He deserved it. He abused his son and daughter and tried to kill his son. If he was Dauntless than he would have been executed anyway.

Aside from those incidents, we hadn't caught any other abusive people in any faction, but we're still on the lookout. Dauntless training has also gotten a bit harder, and we prepare everyone for a lot of different things. We've been training the dependents on how to fight off abusers or attackers, and we've implemented a training schedule for all Dauntless members to maintain their agility. Along with that, I've gotten the Dauntless members to show more respect towards the members who help maintain Dauntless so we don't have incidents where the plumbers don't fix the toilets because of a rude member or dependent. I've also gotten Dauntless leadership to take out the rule that stated that elder Dauntless members have to either jump into the chasm or become factionless. There's also the fact Dauntless now accepts Divergents and we make sure that we protect all Divergents of Dauntless. Everyone was shocked beyond belief when I revealed what my aptitude results were, but in a way, they understood how and why I'm all five factions.

There's also the relationship between Amar and Tori. They've been going steady and I have a feeling that before the end of this year, Amar may ask Tori to marry him. Whenever we're alone and just talking, Amar would start talking about marriage and possibly having kids, and I just know that Amar and Tori are perfect for each other. I honestly can't wait to see mini Amar's and Tori's running around the compound, and I know for a fact the wedding would be absolutely amazing.

I'm currently on my way back to my apartment. I had just finished my scheduled training session and I need to take a shower before I head down to the tattoo parlor. I want to get another tattoo before I start my shift for today. I currently only have one tattoo, and that's the tattoo of all the faction symbols being surrounded by fire engulfing my entire back. The tattoo I want to get is something that I drew myself. It's a very detailed drawing of four ravens, flying towards my heart. They each represent my family, the closest to my heart is Zeke, followed by Hana, then Amar and then Tori. I love Hana, Tori, and Amar equally, so I just put them in the order of boy girl boy girl, but I had to have Zeke be first because he's the one I trust the most. He's my brother by anything but blood. I also had to have Hana be second, she's the aunt I never had and I hold her close to my heart, especially due to her being there almost as often as Zeke whenever I have panic attacks or mental breakdowns. I had officially met Hana after Marcus's trial. Zeke knew I wasn't going to be comfortable with the party, especially after seeing Marcus and speaking about everything that had happened. He had known I wouldn't be comfortable being alone, and as much of a brother he is to me, Zeke also knows that after reliving something to do with Marcus I'm not comfortable being alone with a boy. Zeke knew that Tori and Amar wouldn't be able to stay with me so he had gently dragged me over to his mom's apartment where he knew she would be. As Dauntless as Hana is, she isn't much of a party person, especially after such an event took place. Hana had opened the door and seen Zeke, she smiled, but then she saw me. I had been a complete wreck, once Zeke had pulled me away from everyone, I had started to break down, but I kept the tears inside until I couldn't anymore. There had been tears streaking down my face and fear glistening in my eyes. When I had started to break down, Zeke practically picked me up and carried me to Hana's apartment, only setting me down when we made it in front of her door. I had tried to stay strong throughout the trial and for however long it took to get me away from everyone that wasn't Zeke and I had just broken down, my resolve shattering. Hana had taken one glance at my broken state and assured us both into the apartment, you could practically feel the motherly aura floating off her and seeping into every single thing she did and spilling into every single piece of the apartment that she lived in. Ever since that day, Hana and I had begun to hang out quite a lot, she'd always been there when I was having a mental break down and couldn't find Zeke anywhere. Most days she'd call Zeke and tell him to get me to her apartment or else, and other days she'd come up to my apartment and make me some hot chocolate and smother me in blankets and hugs and her motherly aura until I calmed down. A long time ago, I had given Hana access to my apartment, she even had access to my training room, though that addition was added just recently. I had also begun to show Hana my art, making her the third person to ever see everything I drew, right alongside Tori and Amar. The three adults were all a part of my inspiration and they've each taught me and helped me through so many different things this past year, and I couldn't be any happier to call them my family. On the tattoo, I had even drawn everyone's first initials inside each raven with a heart encircling the letters, but on Zeke's raven there's a B, on Hana's there's an A, on Amar's raven there's an F, and Tori's raven there's an M, standing for Brother, Aunt, Father, and Mother. I haven't shown them the tattoos yet, and Tori's going to be the first the see it since she's the only one I trust to do my tattoos. This is the only tattoo that I drew that I'm going to give the parlor to use for anyone else, though instead of having ZB, H-A, A-F, T-M, or the hearts, they were just filled in with black unless someone wants to add something, or even remove a raven or two.

I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize I had gone on autopilot and had already made it home. It didn't take me long to decorate my apartment. The walls were re-painted white, allowing me to draw and paint on them all I wanted, and they didn't stay white for long. The kitchen was refurbished with a now working stove, and clean granite countertops. Nothing really changed in there aside from the walls which I painted floral patterns all over. Around the island table in the kitchen stood cushioned stools.

In the living room, the couches were swapped with clean, couches. There was also a few loveseats and about three beanbags. The couches were black while the loveseats were white, as for the beanbags, there was blood red, purple, and light blue. There were also large bookshelves place on either side of the large TV and were filled with all kinds of books, ranging from fiction to nonfiction, from factual to fantasy. I had also painted the living room walls with flames. The paint I used for the flames happened to be glow-in-the-dark paint so whenever I turned off the lights, it looked the flames on the walls were quite real unless you looked close enough and noticed they didn't move.

As for the downstairs bathroom, I had the floors tiled with the black tiles with red markings that formed the Dauntless symbol. The bathroom was big enough that my claustrophobia won't act up even if the door is fully closed. The bathtub that also worked as a shower was big, and the sink had been cleaned and repaired.

When you climb up the swirling staircase at the back of the apartment, you'll be met with a hallway that was originally just white, but then was repainted with the field from my fear landscape with large ravens flying across the sky. The painting was intercepted by the doors leading into bedrooms and bathrooms.

The upstairs bathroom was just as big as the one downstairs, though the tiles, which were originally white before I designed them, now looked as if someone threw paint on each tile.

As for the guest bedrooms, the beds where all queen beds and each had black blankets with red comforters. The walls were painted black with a large Dauntless Symbol. There were also bedside tables on each side of the bed, and a large closest that could accommodate for as many clothes as whoever used the rooms desired.

Towards the back of the hallway, the second to last door led into a previously empty room. One side of the room was filled with weapons of all sorts, ranging from different patterned Desert Eagles to multi-colored Glock 19s, and many camouflaged rifles that ranged from Ak-101s to Ak-47s. There were also throwing knives that ranged from Smith & Wesson Throwing Knives all the way to Gil Hibben Cord Grip Throwing Knives. Each weaponed was expertly tied to their rack and securely locked down to make sure that no one else can get their hands on any of my weapons. On the other side of the room stood treadmills, punching bags, targets, and other things I use to workout on when I don't feel like jogging to the training room. The room was always locked and I made sure that the lock-pad would only register my handprint unless I decide to let someone else into it, and I don't even let Zeke into that room.

At the very last door in the hallway was my bedroom, the master bedroom. It was much larger than the other bedrooms and decorated a lot more. The walls were each painted with the different faction symbols painted over the black paint that I added, there was the Erudite symbol painted in the royal blue all Erudite's wore, it was painted on to the left side of the room. On the right, I had painted the Candor symbol, though I outlined the black side of the scale with white so that it would be visible against the black background. On the back wall of the room, the Abnegation symbol was carefully painted in a light grey. The wall that held the door, the Amity symbol was painted with a light, calming green, though the symbol was split in two and wrapped around the door. As for the floor, it had a white, fluffy carpet that had the Dauntless symbol plastered onto it. My bed was pushed up against the back wall and had a black frame that contrasted the greyish white of my blanket. Draped over my bed was my comforter that was a beautiful mix of violet and teal that looked as if the colors were a swimming ocean that kept moving. On either side of the bed stood two bedside tables that were painted grey. On the bedside table to the left of the bed stood a clock a box of tissues, as well as a water bottle, but on the right bedside table stood the sculpture that my mother had given me many years ago. After Marcus' arrest and after partying with the Dauntless, I had gone back to get it; none of the Dauntless questioned it after I told them it was one of the two things I had left of my dead mother. I had also grabbed all the old drawings that I had made with and without my mother and they currently reside in the bedside table that held the sculpture. My bedroom had a large walk-in closet with an ensuite on the opposite side. It looked similar to the Downstairs bathroom, though this time each tile held the different faction symbols with the Dauntless symbol being much larger than the rest and being placed directly in the center of the other four.

On autopilot and deep in my own thoughts, I grabbed my clothes and made my way into my bathroom to take a quick shower before leaving for the tattoo parlor. I had dressed in a tight, black t-shirt with a sweetheart neckline and had the Dauntless symbol plastered to the front. I wore a loose leather jacket over the tight shirt paired with ripped, stretchy skinny jeans that were easy to walk in. I also had on my favorite black, wedged boots that reached up to my thighs. They were very easy to walk in and were tall enough to make my short 5'2 (A/N: Not sure if this is her actual height in the books, if you know please tell me) look like a 5'5. I pulled my hair into the usual tight ponytail and put in six earrings, including my trademark hanging six earrings, as well as earrings with the symbols of Candor, Erudite, Amity, and Abnegation. I had recently gotten the right side of my lip pierced, and had a Dauntless ring forever embedded in it. I made my way over to the bedside table that held the sculpture and pulled out the necklace my mother had left behind after she died. The necklace had an infinity sign on it, but if you look closer you could see the faction symbols carved into it. I didn't actually notice the symbols until just recently when I was thinking and out of habit I had clutched the necklace though that time, I clutched it so hard that the engravings were indented into my hand.

After pulling my necklace on, I made my way out of my room while grabbing my phone and sketchbook. I made my way over to my training room and put my hand on the pad. The scanner quickly scanned my handprint and I made my way into the room as the door closed behind me and the lights automatically turned on. I quickly made my way over to the racks that held my guns and grabbed two Desert Eagles, one being patterned with Dauntless black and blood red, while the other shimmered with flecks of gold, light blue, and violet that covered the original grey of the gun. Attaching the guns to my belt and hiding them with my jacket, I made my way over to the rack of my throwing knives. I picked up my lucky six and put two of them into my ponytail while hiding the rest within hidden pockets of my jacket and sections of my heels. While making my way down the rack, I also grabbed a few full black SOG throwing knives and hiding them in a few other hidden pockets and compartments in my outfit. As I hid the many different knives in my outfit, I made my way back to the door and opened it, walking out and listening to the lights as the clicked off and the door as it smoothly shut while I made my way down the hallway and back downstairs.

Before leaving the apartment, I quickly grabbed a small bottle of water from the kitchen and tucked it into a pocket of my jacket that held my phone and sketchbook that held my many tattoos. Quickly making my way out of the apartment, I slowly jogged down to the tattoo parlor where, on the way there, I ran into Amar who decided to join me on my way to work, seeing as he decided he wanted to get himself another tattoo. While we jogged, I kept trying to convince Amar to tell me what his tattoo was gonna be, but he wouldn't budge, though I knew that he would have to tell me anyway since Tori and I are the only ones he trusted to tattoo him and he said that it was mainly a surprise for Tori, meaning I'm going to be the one to tattoo him after I get my own and start my shift.

"Hey, Tori!" I shouted into the busy parlor full of people as Amar and I stepped inside.

The tattoo parlor was full of life, ranging from the chatter of friends, family, customers, and workers to the buzzing of the tattoo guns to the drill of the piercer on the other side of the room where Bud and a few other members were giving their customers piercings. The tattoo parlor, a few years ago, used to be a small building farther up in the pit, but when new buildings were being built, the previous owner had been the first to ask for a new room for the parlor. The owner had gotten the largest building in the pit and split the room with her husband who owned the piercing parlor and they split it in two seeing as the space far too big for just one of the two shops. Though, even after these many years, everyone still refers to the building as the tattoo parlor even though it also consists of the piercings. Everyone believes the entire reason that the leaders at the time had accepted the request to move the tattoo parlor was that many drunken Dauntless would always try to climb up to the parlor, but would either end up dead or later wake up to find themselves in the infirmary with many broken bones and other injuries.

Tori looked up from her station where she was talking to a kind looking woman that I recognized immediately as Hana Pedrad, Zeke and Uriah's mom. The two women smiled warmly as Amar and I swiftly made our ways over to them as they both greeted us with a hello, though Tori added a little kiss to Amar's cheek when we got close enough.

"Whatcha' getting Aunt Hana?" I asked, referring to Hana as Aunt Hana like I had started to do a year ago.

Hana smiled at me, her eyes glistening with her motherly love, "I was actually hoping you could draw my tattoo. I absolutely adore your art and I'd like to have a piece of you adorned on my skin just like I have a piece of Zeke, Uriah, and their father."

I nodded and smiled, thinking to see if I have any current drawings in my many sketchbooks that could represent me, but not seem out of place on Hana's figure. "I'll see what I can make," I smiled at her and then turned towards Tori, "though, I do need Tori to do a tattoo for me."

Tori smiled at me and motioned for me to lie down on the tattoo station that we stood next to. I handed Tori my sketchbook as I laid down on the station and watched her reaction as she looked at the drawing I had opened the page too. Her expression showed clear and utter shock, but a smile graced her features glowing with happiness as she realized what the drawing meant.

Hana and Amar noticed Tori's reaction and looked from Tori to me, and Tori looked at me, silently asking me for permission to show them, but I shook my head with a mischievous smile. Tori understood and let out a small laugh before quickly getting to work on my new tattoo. "Where do you want it?" She asked me while she set up the tools.

"My collarbone," I stated simply. I knew Tori would understand where they would be going to. They would be flying to my heart.

With the technology made by Erudite, the tattoo parlor doesn't actually need the tattoo guns to do the work, just these little blue pads with little needles inside of them that, when turned on, begin to tattoo the image that the machine had. A lot of people in Dauntless are wary of the technology, even though it's been here for at least three years now. Tori had informed me that she still keeps the tattoo guns around and that she uses them on the customers that she knows are very wary of the Erudite machines and she also told me that she uses the tattoo guns on the Dauntless members that have wild minds and need something to pinpoint their thoughts on, especially when they're also wary of the machine, even though the machine still had little pinpricks since it has to use needles to tattoo us with. I'm the kind of Dauntless that has a constantly running mind, so Tori ups the power on the machines pinpricks for me, making the pinpricks of the needle a little more painful and easier for me to focus on.

I must have been so lost in thought because I didn't realize how much time went by until Tori said, "Done."

Smiling up at her, I slowly sat up and looked at my collarbone where Tori had patched it up already. "When can we know what the tattoo is?" Amar asked, his voice a little whiny and pouty lip making him look and sound like a four-year-old.

I laughed, "When you, Hana, Tori, Zeke, and myself are all in the same room with no one else." I stated as I stood up from my seat on the tattoo table and took my sketchbook that Tori had handed me, "Now, if you want to get your tattoo done, let's go or else I ain't doing shit for you." The last sentence was directed to Amar who nodded eagerly before following me to my own tattoo station.

While Amar sat down, I closed the curtains around us and began setting up my tools. Amar was one of the people who were wary of the Erudite tech, so whenever he was getting a tattoo, Tori and I would always use the tattoo guns. While setting up, I watched Amar as he pulled a small piece of paper out of his pocket. The paper was laminated as if he wanted to preserve the picture forever. After finishing setting up, I took the laminated paper from Amar's hand and gasped… It was the first drawing I drew in Dauntless… It was the drawing I drew that had Tori and Amar holding me… I looked up at Amar and smiled a small smile that he reciprocated.

"Clearly, we all want a mark of each other on us," I laughed, small tears threatening to escape my eyes as I looked over at Amar. Amar looked confused, he didn't know about my tattoo just yet, but soon enough he will. I smiled at him and asked where he wanted it to be. Amar lifted up his shirt while he informed me that he wanted it on his back. "Do you care if the tattoo is different from the drawing in any way?" I asked. I knew that while tattooing my own drawing that I will end up changing certain parts of the tattoo.

Amar shook his head while he laid down on the station with his shirt over his head. It didn't take long for me to begin the tattoo, and all I focused on was the buzz of the gun in my hand and focused on the calming motions of drawing the tattoo.

(A/N: I don't know anything about the process of tattooing so we're skipping it all)

While patching up Amar's new tattoo, I realized that I had been biting my lip throughout the entire process, just like I do whenever I'm concentrated on whatever it is I'm working on. "All set!" I stated right as I finished patching up the tattoo.

Amar smiled at me as I helped him sit up and pull his shirt back down. I watched as he made his way back over to Tori and Hana who were chatting with a customer that Tori was using the machine to give him a tattoo. I smiled as I watched Amar peck Tori on the cheek before my thoughts were interrupted by none other than my brother-by-anything-but-blood's brother, Uriah.

"Six! Can you give me a tattoo?" He asked pleadingly.

I laughed, "Uriah, you know I know the rule your mom made for you and Zeke. You can't get a tattoo until your fifteen," I stated through my laugh.

Uriah's been trying to convince me to give him a tattoo ever since I got the job, but Zeke had warned me about the rule ahead of time. He had told me that Hana had given them the rule that they couldn't get a tattoo until they were fifteen. Zeke had been the first to warn me of the rule, and then Tori had also told me to about the rule. No matter how many times I deny Uriah a tattoo, he's still constantly asking me for one whenever he gets the chance.

Uriah looked at me pleadingly, but I just laughed a little more before we got interrupted by an actual customer. "'Xcuse me, Six, can I get a tattoo?" A burly voice asked from behind me.

I turned around to see Jack, a transfer from my year. He hadn't changed much since initiation, though he did get a lot more muscular than he was before. "Sure thing! Whatcha' want and where?" I asked, completely ignoring Uriah's whining for a tattoo and motioning for Jack to take a seat on the table.

Time Skip (Shift Is Over)

My shift at the tattoo parlor lasted about three hours, though, with Uriah's nagging for a tattoo, it felt like it took five hours. I was currently walking with Amar up to my apartment. I had a feeling something was amiss and I told Amar, he trusts my instincts and told me that he's coming with me just in case. We were walking at a leisure pace and should make it to my apartment in under half an hour, depending on how quickly we walked.

Quite honestly, I was afraid of what my instincts were telling me because normally, whenever my instincts act up as much as they are now, well something terrible is about to happen. I hid my fear well, I always have and will continue to do so. Amar may be the father I never had, but that doesn't mean I'm going to openly show fear to anyone, unless it's Zeke or Hana, they've already seen me at my worst many times before.

Without even realizing it, we had arrived at my apartment and I quickly placed my hand on the lock-pad, letting it scan my hand print before the door silently slid open. Amar and I nodded to each other before fanning out and searching through every single room, being as thorough as we could.

It took about an hour and a half before either of us stepped upstairs, having searched each room on the bottom floor twice, possibly even three times. I nodded at Amar once again and quickly made my way over to the last two doors in the hallway, my training room, and my bedroom. Amar doesn't have access to enter my training room, and he knows I absolutely hate when someone goes into my bedroom so he left me to search these rooms while he checked the guest rooms.

I slowly entered the training room and scanned the area as I walked around, looking underneath anything and everything and looking on top of everything in the room before looking in each corner and hidden section of each weapon or punching bag or target. I spent about half an hour searching through the room before stepping out of the room and making my way into my bedroom. I instantly noticed the piece of paper lying on the bed that was as neatly made as any in an Abnegation household.

Gingerly making my way over to the bed, I looked around my room and noticed that nothing else was out of place. It seems whoever entered my apartment just simply wanted to leave me this strange note. I called for Amar as I sat down on my bed, picking the note up and looking at it.

There was a message written on it in small, slanted handwriting, and it reads:

On the day you hated most

At the time when she died

In the place where you first jumped on

I looked up from the note, finally noticing that Amar had come in and sat down next me, reading the note over my shoulder. My hands started to shake. This doesn't make sense, it has to be a joke, I thought while rereading the letter that shook gently in the hands. It took a while, but the letters started to make sense.

In the place where you first jumped on… it must mean the train platform I had jumped from and onto the first train I had ever jumped onto after joining Dauntless.

At the time when she died… Honestly, that's the most obvious of them all. There's only one dead "she" that had ever been in my life, and that was my mother. I hadn't actually seen her die. It was the dead of night and by the time I awoke, her body was gone, having been whisked away by Marcus and his Abnegation "friends". They estimated that she died around two in the morning.

I looked at the first line. On the day you hated most… That could mean anything. A birthday? A holiday? Though… none of those are coming up as far as I know, and I don't see why someone would leave a note that far in advance… So… it must be referring to a day of the week, and now that I think about it, that isn't so hard. I hated council meeting days… well… I used to hate because Marcus was always out late and he would return home in a foul mood. Wednesday.

Wednesday, two AM, on the train platform near the hub. That's tonight. There's only one other person that could know this information and that's Marcus, but he's in jail along with all the other abusers we had caught. I thought for a few more seconds before it clicked. There are three people, living or dead, who could know this information. Myself, which of course I wouldn't leave a letter to myself. Marcus, but he's currently residing in jail under heavy watch. The only person that leaves is my mother, Evelyn, but it can't be her… She's dead… She's been dead for years…

"What does it mean?" Amar finally asked, noticing the lightbulb that had gone off in my head.

I looked up at him and said, "Wednesday, two AM, on the train platform near the hub. Wednesday, the day of the week I hated most. Two AM, the estimated time my mother died. The train platform near the hub is where I first jumped on a train." I explained, looking back down at the letter as I did so. "There are only three people, living and dead, that know this information and that would be myself, but why would I send myself this letter and be this shook? That leaves Marcus being the only other living person, but he's in jail being heavily guarded. Lastly, well, my mother, but she's dead, how could she leave this note?" I asked myself, trying to understand everything that was happening.

Amar nodded and began to think. We sat there, silent, for about an hour before an idea popped into my head and I told Amar to gather Zeke, Tori, and Hana and bring them here and fast.

He nodded and stood up, racing out of the apartment and pulling out his phone as he ran. I sat there for a good ten minutes before getting up and making my way over to my training room.

A/N:

Okay so, there will be one more chapter before I skip ahead to Tobias and Caleb's choosing day. Oh, and I'm sorry this took so long, it's just, I didn't have much motivation to write on occasion and when I did, I didn't have access to some of the information I needed, for example, I wanted to directly quote the note, but I didn't have the book or my phone, let alone access to the Libby app that I use to quote a lot of Divergent from. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, and have a good day! Bye!