Chapter 11

Tobias P.O.V

I sit in my car, trying to decide where to go, what to do? I glance at the folded paper, the email that I have managed to read already close to fifty times since I printed it out. First Marcus, now this email both saying she needs me. She is alive. My left hand rubbing the stress off my face, trying to keep a clear head, trying not to allow the hope that wants to creep in.

This may just be a trick. A trap. I am a politician, I play a important role in out government. Could this be the cause? Could someone know my weakness to lure me into a trap?

Needing to make a connection to the Bureau first is the most important. Caleb won't return my phone calls. There fore leaving me no choice but to rely on Evelyn's sources. I start my car, having a destination in mind.

Knock knock

"It's open." The voice on the other side says. I open the door, needing answers. Not leaving without them.

"Tobias!" Evelyn says. Getting up from her behind her desk. "Are you here to take me to lunch?" She says extending her arm to give me a hug.

"I'm sorry, Evelyn. I'm not. I need to contact your source in the Bureau. I need to ask a few questions. I know, I know you don't want to give me this information but I need it, please." I say. The email burning a hole in my pocket.

"um... I'm sorry I can't give you that information. Is there a reason you need to contact them, has Marcus contacted you again?" She says, her expression telling me, there is more to the story.

"Evelyn, there has been another contact this time it's a email but not from Marcus. Same information Tris is alive, needs my help. But this time they said that she is in a abandon wing of the Bureau. I need to speak with someone there." I explain, running a hand through my hair.

"Well why don't I call them and get back to you." She says. Once again I feel like there is something she knows.

"Evelyn, if I could just have that information. I will be on my way. I really can't leave the city right now unless I hundred percent have to." I counter act her. She has no words, she breaks eye contact looking away. Now I know there is something going on.

"Evelyn, what is it? Tell me what you are not telling me." I say. Not wanting to believe that we are here again after everything. All this time... Has she been lying to me again?

"Tobias-" She starts but I cut her off. Anger getting the best from me.

"Don't Tobias me, Evelyn. If you know what's going on... Behind these emails and Marcus' attempts. You need to tell me right now." I say feeling my patience rearing down.

Her eyes showing defeat. "I... I was told that... David is awake." She says firmly.

Awake? What is she talking about? Then it hits me, awake? David has his memories back, somehow.

"David remembers everything? How is that possible?" Needing to confirm what I'm hearing. Hoping to be proven wrong.

"There are no other answers for you right now, other then he is awake. As been for a while and there are suspensions on experiments again. But nothing concrete."She says.

"Is that all?" I ask.

"Yes. I didn't think you needed to know, you have had enough to deal with." She says

"To deal with, he killed Tris! He should pay for that. He is a murderer and he got away with it. The only reason he was able to get away with it, was because the serum rendered him innocent." I say, feeling nothing but anger my hands ball into fists.

"The hell I can't!" I say, walking out of her office more determined for answers now more then ever.

I grab my phone out of my pocket. I probably shouldn't make this call, when I'm this upset but I really don't care. I scroll thought the phone book, reaching the name I seek out I push the button to call. Not to my surprise the phone rings four times and then straight to voice mail.

"Caleb! Caleb! You listen to me you son of a bitch! Something is going on over there! Something has to do with Tris, your sister. Grow some balls and call me fucking back you coward!" I leave the message.

I decide at once I need back up, and send out a group text. "Meet me at my apartment at six tonight Emergency meeting, all hands on deck."

My hands are shaking, my head feels like it will explore. Having little time on my hands I decide to take a much needed shower. I strip my cloths, dumping them into the hamper, before heading into the shower. So many thoughts, mixed emotions are barring down on me.

David is awake... how long? Has he tricked all of us? Was he always awake? If he is running experiments then on who? Is it possible that he does have Tris? Is she alive? Marcus said Eric is the father of her baby? Eric is dead, I shot him in the head. How is that possible? How is any of this possible? But I know at this point, with David involved anything is possible.

My hands are against the wall of the shower, leaning into the wall allowing the hot stream of the shower pour over my back. My thoughts wondering to the tattoos that cover every inch of my back. I remember when I first arrived at Dauntless, making friends was really hard for me. Opening up, letting people see the smallest part of me was the hardest thing I could do. It was on a dare game that I started getting tattoos. Never occurred to me, the thought of inking my body. So many told me how much it hurt them... But thanks to Marcus' beatings, pain was something I learned to endure. So I got the tattoo when I was dared. It started out with innocent Dauntless flames on my back wrapping around my rib cage, and collarbones. But then it became something more, a dare that allowed me to take owner ship of my body back. To cover the ugly marks that Marcus left behind. A way to represent who I strive to become.

I knew I was Divergent. Even though my aptitude test showed I was Abnegation. My father coached me how to get that result. He helped me hide my Divergence. To protect me, one of the only things he really did for me.

I wanted to represent all the factions on me...

"Dangerous and stupid," Tori said at the time she did it.

Starting with Dauntless on top, under was Abnegation, then Candor, Erudite, and then Amity symbols. Everything that every person should be like. We shouldn't have to pick just one, we should have the goal to carry each trait with in us.

Washing all my stress of the day, of the year run down the drain. I pace my self, no need to rush. I wash my hair, messaging my scalp little longer then normal. Grabbing the soap I scrub my back, washing over each faction, each flame. Then making its way over my newest tattoo. I decided to have one more, the representation of the one person that changed my life forever. The person that represented all five factions in my eyes. She was brave, selfless, honest, smart, and kind. I decided to get a raven over my heart. I had decided to get it six months after she left me.

Thoughts keep threatening to break the peaceful shower ... If she is alive, she must hate me! Why wouldn't she? I just left her there to rot. To suffer all that David made her endure the past nine months. No I can't think like this. I saw her body, I have her ashes. I have to keep telling myself that. I can't allow the hope and dreams to creep in. The shock of reality will kill me this time.

When I finish the routine, I turn off the water and quickly dry myself off and dressing myself.

Just as I slip my shirt on a knock on the door echos through out the apartment. I open my door knowing who without even needing to ask who it is.

"Hey Christina." I say after opening the door and walking away, making my way to my couch.

"Four! Whats going on? What's with the 911 meeting?" She asks. Attempting to close the door, but was stopped by Amar's foot.

"Well hello there, sweet heart!" He says to Christina. Stepping in the apartment with George at tow. They waste no time making their way to the coach. After Tris dead, Amar and George cherish each other more. Learning from my experience never to leave things unsaid and undone.

"What's this about, Four?" Amar asks.

"Wait for Zeke and Shauna." I answer, might as well not have to repeat this hell twice. Not even two minutes later Zeke open the door letting Shauna drive her scooter in the door way.

"What's going on Bro? Don't tell me you decided to tell everyone how much you missed me!" Zeke says with a smile.

"Zeke, stop being stupid!" Shauna says. She might smack him after all.

"Anyone want any coffee?" Christina says from the kitchen. Everyone calling for the much needed caffeine.

When I see that everyone is served, and settled. I start by telling them about the encounter with Marcus at the old boarders of the city. Of course they all thought the same. It's a trap, it's a trick, we have her ashes, we saw her body, if she was alive she would be here slapping the crap out of me and yelling at me for not finding her sooner.

But then when I produced the email the room goes quiet. All taking it in.

"It could be Marcus, trying another approach." Christina finally says.

"Evelyn, has a source back in the Bureau. They said that David is awake and performing experiments again." I say looking at each face in front of me. Their expression all start reflecting my emotions. They all hated as much as I do that David did get away with killing Tris.

"I tried calling Caleb, but he won't return any calls. We might need to go back to the Bureau. Check out what's going on for ourselves." I say.

"Anything is possible with David." Amar says, he worked with him the longest. He would know better then all of us.

"I'm your guy Bro, anything you need." Zeke says

Christina lost in thought taking her another few seconds to find her voice. "When do we leave?"

"Three days, pack your bags, we should bring guns in case." I say, standing up.

Hey guys, I know there has been a lot of updates today... I have been working on this story line for a while now. Just wanted to get a feel for it before posting and committing. There will be a lot more updates tomorrow... but please don't get to use to so many updates at once. I have written up to Chapter 15.

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