The Abnegation have clearly been exploring the city for some time. There are markings all over the map. Some Buildings are outlined in blue - many I recognize as Factionless safe houses. The Abnegation must have charted which structures were inhabitable.

"What are these?" I ask, pointing to the access points beyond the farms.

"We don't know." Evelyn responds. "We weren't able to get out that far - not without attracting attention," she adds.

"Do you plan to go out there?" I say, trying to keep my voice as neutral as possible.

"It's not my top priority," Evelyn says, equally neutral, watching me closely.

"Well, what is your top priority?" Tori interrupts. "We obviously noticed that you've confiscated the traitor Dauntless and Erudite weapons. What are your intentions?"

"In due time," Evelyn replies smoothly. "Let's wait for the other Faction leaders before we all share our expectations."

I feel a cool hand on my neck and look up at Tris. She kisses me on the cheek, handing me some water and an apple.

"There's more food," she says softly. "When's the last time you ate? Or slept?" she asks, trailing her fingers along my cheek. I close my eyes for a moment, savoring the shiver I get from her touch. Then my stomach growls loudly.

"There's your answer," I laugh. Suddenly, I know that Evelyn is watching us. From the look Tris gives me, she knows it, too. I stand up and put my hands on either side of Tris's face, my fingers curling around her ears, and I pull her in for a long kiss.

"You are my family now," I whisper to her. Tris smiles at me. "Did you say that to me before?" she asks, "Or was that not real life?"

I smile back at her. "I have thought it so many times that it certainly feels real to me." I sigh. "But no, that was in the simulation."

She looks at me with no sign of the reservations she felt when I said it to her then. "Come and look at the map," I say, lacing our fingers together and taking a bite of the apple.

The door opens to admit Johanna Reyes and several Amity carrying crates.

Evelyn nods to her and motions her over to the table. Johanna inclines her head gracefully, but goes first to supervise the unpacking of the cartons. She soon comes to the table with her hands full and approaches me and Tris.

"I thought the two of you might be...depleted after your ordeal," Johanna says. "We brought you some specially prepared food." Johanna hands us what look like flattened loaves of bread, knobby with dried fruit, nuts, and oats. Tris eyes the loaf suspiciously, and Johanna smiles. "These are nutritionally dense, but that's all. Nothing else has been added," she notes.

"Hey, this stuff is great!" Christina exclaims, walking over to us with a loaf of bread in each hand. "Inez and I are going to find Uriah and see how Darius is doing, okay?" she says with her mouth full.

Christina gives Tris a big hug and starts toward me. I can't help but shrink from her a bit, but she just laughs and punches me in the shoulder. Inez follows her out the door.

"I'm not so sure it's a good idea for her to turn her back on Inez," I remark, covering my embarrassment.

"Inez is okay," Tris says. "She used to be Candor - Christina knows her brother. She's Divergent." I know we've been told many of the Factionless are Divergent, but I wonder just how many, and what kind of shape they are in. Are they going to be angry and disaffected, like Edward or the man Christina just disarmed? Or are they going to be okay, like Inez?

I take a bite of the Amity loaf - it has a crunchy exterior but is soft on the inside and tastes faintly of honey. "Thank you," I nod to Johanna. "How did you know what happened to us?"

Johanna smiles gently again. "When your faction supplies food to everyone else, you tend to know things. Speaking of which," she leans forward, lowering her voice. "You should know who leads Abnegation now..."

Before she can finish her sentence, however, the gray, metal door opens again, and Marcus strolls in, followed by a very nervous looking Jack Kang.

Johanna meets my eyes apologetically. Across the table, Evelyn is sitting very still, as Marcus approaches her.

"What do you think you are doing here?" She asks, deadly calm.

He looks at her down his nose, equally calm. "As the sole surviving Abnegation leader, I represent my faction."

"Unacceptable," Evelyn snaps. "They will have to find someone else."

"There is no one else," he growls.

Everyone in the room is watching this exchange in bewilderment - with the exception of me and Tris. I feel nauseated. When I sneak a look at Tris, though, she's smiling and her eyes are dancing. I look at her coldly and let go of her hand.

"What part of this is amusing for you?" I say quietly.

Her face falls. "Sorry," she mutters. "It's just - would you ever have predicted your family would control the city? Eatons are running half the factions now. " I groan and close my eyes.

"I believe Amity will also need to consider another representative," Johanna cuts in smoothly. "And I suspect other factions may have changes. But for the purposes of what to do right now, perhaps we should move forward with who we have."

"Who will represent Erudite?" Jack Kang says, looking around the room.

"We will," says Cara, walking into the room with an older man I don't recognize.

"Do you have any standing to speak for your faction?" Kang demands.

"No, I don't," Cara responds politely. No one says anything.

The man with her clears his throat. "I am Linus Epstein," he says. "I have run the Erudite medical clinics for two decades. Politics never interested me much, but I believe most of my faction would accept me as a leader. And Cara here was without question the leader of the defectors." He looks at her with obvious affection. "Or loyalists, depending on your point of view."

Tris is staring at Linus. I take her hand again and squeeze it, but she keeps staring at him as he sits at the table.