Chapter 19
Tobias P.O.V
I squeeze the trigger, anger getting the best of me. Sick of his games. I look up and see the footage continue to play, making me sick to my stomach. I feel my stomach churning, if this continues I will be sick.
"Someone stop that damn footage!" I say barely a whisper.
"Already on it." I hear Caleb say has he takes a seat in the computer chair.
"Caleb, Cara, Matthew... Can you start shifting through this crap? See what you can find out about the experiments and serums that can help, Tris?" Zeke taking command ordering them, so grateful for him taking the lead for me.
I feel a hand on my shoulder, trying to shake me out of the thoughts and images in my head that hold me hostage.
"You alright, Four?" I hear Christina ask me.
"No, but we don't have time. I need to find, Tris." I say finally turning away from the screen, walking towards the door.
Coming from the hallway,I hear another door, it sounds like it closed softly. Who ever it is, they are trying to remain unheard. Maybe it's David. I release the empty clip from my gun letting it drop to the ground. Replacing it with a loaded clip. I will kill that son of a bitch, David will die before this day is through. I look out the door, I see nothing down the hall towards the left. But when I turn my head towards the right, I see her. Her blond hair is a dead give away. She appears trying to run, I can tell she is having a hard time. She has a backpack strapped to her.
"Tris!" I say barely a whisper.
I begin to run towards her direction I saw her go. I hear someone follow me. I don't look I know it's Christina following me. We run as fast as we can, trying to catch up to her.
"Tris? Tris stop! We are here to help!" Christina yells out, hoping to get her attention. To get her to stop running. But Tris never slows her pace.
"Tris, please!" I try to plea with her.
I can't let her leave me again. I need to get to her. I double my pace, knowing it is only a matter of time before my longer legs and faster pace will catch up with her shorter and slower legs. She's ten feet from the exit door. I am finally in arms length of her. I secure my gun behind my back, reach out with both arms grabbing her as gently as possible. I force her to stop, and in the same move turning her around to face me. I don't let go of her arms encase I cause her to loose her footing in the process. Her eyes widen when they meet mine.
"Tris, please. We won't hurt you!" I plea. Taking a deep breath. I hear Christina catching up behind me, heavy breathing.
Tris P.O.V
I wasn't prepared for the eyes that are looking back at me. Dark blue eyes, the eyes of the man from my dreams, the eyes that belong to my daughter. I also recognize the face these eyes belong to, FOUR! The man that attacked and tried to kill me when I was still pregnant. My trainer and Eric's enemy.
I start fearing the worst. I hear Abi start fussing. I know she is starting to get hungry. Four finally lets go of my arms, glancing down at the bundle between both of us. His eyes widen in shock, his face draining of color, and turning pale.
I hear someone approaching us from behind him. It's her, she was in my initiation class. We hated each other, her name was... Christina.
"Tris, Oh Thank God!" Christina says.
"Stay away from us!" I say. Raising my gun, taking a few steps back from them. I will not let them hurt Abigail. I feel pain shooting through me in my lower abdomen. I feel the pain over powering, my head beginning to spin out of control.
"Tris, are you alright? You don't look so good!" Four says, his hands raised like he is surrounding.
"Just stay back. I won't let you hurt me again." I say.
"Tris, please listen to me. They gave you serum, you are confused. I promise no one will hurt either of you. Please let us help!" Four says, pleading in his eyes.
"Tris, I'm your best friend. Please, you need help." Christina says. Something catching her eyes, she looks down towards my feet. "Tris, we need to get you to the clinic." Christina says, fear in her voice. I glance down and see it, I'm standing in a pool of my own blood.
"Tris, when did you give birth? You need to get to a Doctor you are loosing a lot of blood. Please give Christina, the baby please. She will be taken care of. I promise. I won't let anyone hurt our baby." Four says, urgent in his voice. He takes a step closer to me, still having his arms raised. Our baby?
"Three... days... ago." I barely get out, my breathing is becoming heavy, darkness is starting to take over my vision. I feel my legs wanting to turn into jello. I'm trying to stay alert, fight a war that I know can't be won.
I see the panic in Four as he moves to catch me in his arms before I collapse.