Chapter 24
Tobias P.O.V
The guilt of leaving Tris and Abigail just to do a search and rescue mission is eating me alive. Needing and wanting for this to be done and over with to get back to them. I'm just thankful there were no buts and ifs when I asked Christina to stay back with them. Although David is dead, I will not take chances that his goons may still be around doing his dirty work.
I know Tris and I have a long road ahead of us, she doesn't remember us. It breaks my heart at the thought our life, our memories, I may be the one to carry them. But I won't look at our situation as a lost. Tris is alive, she is safe. I have a beautiful healthy daughter. This is my... no our... second chance to be together, to be a family. Memories can be made, and our life can be rebuild. I just need her to give it a chance, to give me a chance. I seen it in her eyes, the way she watches me with Abigail... She knows deep down inside all those memories she has, can't be real. The D.N.A test we did, will prove that. I just hope it's enough.
I hold my gun securely in my right hand. Zeke is taking the lead, behind me Caleb and Matthew. We walk quietly and quickly down a hallway, close as possible to the wall. We come across a corner and see two security guards. Both guarding a door, both are holding guns. Zeke glances back at me, I nod my head at approving our next action to be taken.
Zeke squats down and begin to fire. Hitting one to the right, in the head. I aim my gun and shooting the one on the left. Once they are down we glance around our surrounding waiting for any back up guards that may make a appearance. But known show up, no other sign of disturbance. We move forward all on edge, ready to fire at any moment.
Zeke reaches the door, opening it closely.
"Help me! Who's there?" A familiar voice calls out, from with in the room. Zeke doesn't waste another second he opens the door, and his mouth falls open to the sight before him.
The room is plain, with a desk, computer, and a bed. Next to the bed is a table full of different tools. My eyes shoot to the person on the bed, and shock floods my body.
Zeke P.O.V
I hear his voice calling for help, it's been almost a year since we lost him. My mother heart broken at the thought of loosing her baby boy. Since our lost, my mother isn't the same carefree spirit woman she once was. Instead she lives her life checking in on me and Shauna. She calls more then ten times a day, fearing another son will be lost somehow.
Flash Back
The room feels so cold, silence fills the air. I look at my mother, asleep in the rocking chair. The chair scotched closely to Uriah's bed side. The situation is overwhelming. How could this had happened? He was too young, too stupid. I should have stopped him from leaving the city. Should have? DAMN IT! I want to be mad! I want to punch someone! My kid brother, just hours from being taken off of the machines that is keeping him alive.
Doctors say there is no hope! There haven't been any brain activity in weeks now. I know and should be outrageous with Four. He promised to watch out for Uriah but failed. Instead it was him, his actions that made Uriah a consequence.
I keep telling myself it is not his fault! He didn't predict for Uriah to be where he was when the explosion happened. He loved Uriah like a kid brother. I know it kills him for this. I also know that he just lost Tris just a few days ago.
I find my head leaning in my hands wishing that Uriah would open his eyes, snore, anything. Damn I will get him a year supply of Dauntless cake if his ass woke up. But there are no movements, no words.
"Uriah they got, yo wake up they got Dauntless cake! I say loudly. No change.
"Oh My God! That nurse... damn she walking around NAKED! Holy crap she fine!" I say even louder.
"ZEKE! That shut up! You are being inappropriate." I hear my mother say.
End of flash back
"Uriah?" I ask. But not needing the confirmation, he is lying on a bed strapped to the bars. But this time he is fighting the restraints, trying to free himself of them.
"Zeke, thank god dude get me the fuck out of here." Uriah says. I place my gun behind my waist, as I make my way to his bed.
"You're alive?" I ask, unable to make out any other words.
"Took you long enough! Now get me out of here." He says. And I don't hesitate, I find a nice on a table near him, and cut him free. When he is let loose, I hold out a hand to help him up.
"It's not just me...-" He starts.
"I know, we got Tris." Four says cutting Uriah off. Four looks paler then ever. He reaches out placing a hand on Uriah's back. "Welcome back!" Four grins.
"Thanks, but that's not what I meant. I saw a guy. I don't know his name. He has been here awhile though. I think he is Dauntless too." Uriah says.
"Shit! Another subject." Zeke says.
Cara, Caleb, and Matthew waste no time, they start going through any paper work. We need to find the other subject.
"There were multiple tests that showed with different blood types, but it was never given a name or location on anything.
"Wait here's something." Cara says. "Subject A- gun shot victim to the head, given serum to freeze his wound and save him. Was kept frozen for 6 months. Subject has limit memory. Subject not a threat to escape." Cara reads off the paper that she discovered. "Room 339." She looks up glancing at all of us.
Who could be Subject A? MMMMM
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