"Hey," I whisper, climbing into bed next to a sleeping Tris. She rolls over to face me and slowly opens her eyes.
"Hey." She whispers back.
"Are you alright, you don't look well."
"I don't feel well either." She sighs, tears building in her eyes. "I'm probably just over reacting, I shouldn't be feeling this upset about it."
"Is it the boys at dinner?" I ask, running my hand through her hair.
"Yeah. It's probably just the hormones."
I start to get up and change back into some clothes.
"Tobias, where are you going?" She says, sitting up.
"I can't have anyone upsetting my girl." I smile at her slightly before walking swiftly out the door.
"Wait! Stop!" She calls after me but I keep going.
I walk into the dorm and hit the metal railing with a gun I found in my pocket, making a racket and waking all the imitates up.
"What the hell! It's two in the morning!" Dean yells, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"It's actually 2:15, and I don't need you all, just the stiffs." I state.
The rest of the dorm grumbles and goes back to sleep.
"Do we need to change?" Michael asks.
"Nope, you should be alright." I laugh silently as the boys scramble to their feet and follow me down the dimly lit corridor.
"Why is it just us that had to wake up?" Matthew asks, running a little bit to keep up with my fast walking.
"I just had to show you something, hurry up." The boys break into a run behind me.
I stop when we reach the chasm.
"Look over the edge, tell me what you see." Matthew takes a step forward, peering over the end of the ledge. I grab his arm and push him over the edge, leaving him to dangle. I hold him for a moment before pulling him back up.
"A chasm reminds us that there is a fine line between bravery and idiocy." I say to them. "Idiocy could be jumping from the edge, or it could be getting on the wrong side of someone strong enough to push you."
I see the boys hands tremble as they push their backs against the wall. "Get some rest, we're fighting tomorrow."
They nod before sprinting back towards the dorms.
~XxX~
"Tobias!" Tris cries as I come into the apartment.
"Tris!" I call out and run into the bedroom. I see her lying on the floor, just outside the bathroom. "Are you alright?"
Tris shakes her head and begins to cry.
"Shhh, it's okay." I whisper and help her sit up. "What happened?"
"Shortly after you left I went to get a glass of water, I tripped up on the way back. The glass smashed and cut me."
"Let me see," I say, gently pulling her hand away from her eye. "Come on, I'll clean that up for you." I wipe her shoulder and around her eye with an antiseptic wipe before putting some cream over it and covering her shoulder with a bandage.
"Get some sleep. You can rest tomorrow morning, I can train them." I move a strand of hair back from her face and lightly kiss her forehead.
"Thanks." She whispers before falling asleep.