AN: PLEASE READ. It's pretty intense.

Tris' POV

With the cure secure in my front pocket of my camouflaged trousers, I lug Dale to the secret door that leads to back to the main corridor.

"Any idea on how to open this?"

I got my gun ready to fire, but unfortunately I have to wield it in my left hand because my right around is around Dale's side, keeping him upright. It should be fine though, Tobias taught me how to use my left hand to shoot. My aim's not as good as it is on my right hand but it'll do.

He leans forward and taps where the door handle would be if this door had one, it quickly slide open barely giving me enough time to drag us both through it. Dale has his gun in his left hand too.

I look around, last time I was here I was surrounded.

"Put your mask on, just in case." I says quietly.

While he awkwardly starts putting his mask on with one hand, a blur appears around the corner, about forty meters in front of me. It comes fully around the corner, fully oblivious to our presence. The figure carries on walking as as it gets closer. I see that it's a boy, probably no older than 4 and he has something in his hand. It a metal circle with string wrapped around it's dented middle and tied around his index finger. He's fully fixated on it, lowering and pulling his hand upwards. I stay quiet. He's not even in soldier uniform. He has a necklace made out of rope knotted several times to create a sort of woven look. I can image his mom making it for him. Dale looks at me, impressionable. He nudges his head to his gun. Shocked, I whisper "No."

He shakes his head.

He finally looks up and he smiles at me a little. My heart drops, he's just a little kid. By the looks of it, he's been sheltered from war. My gun doesn't even scare him. He reminds me of an Amity. I feel like I've seen him before.

He waits for me to make the first move but i'm too surprised to say anything.

"I've got a yoyo."

I try to stay cheery, the last thing I need is for him to think of us as a threat.

"Is that what it is?"

He nods, my name's Lucas."

I flash him a smile.

"My name's Tris, what are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for my mom. I lost her. And- and I can't find her. She said she, well she said she'd meet me after she finished doing something." He starts to look down at his feet.

I uhook myself of Dale, so he can use the wall to support himself. I kneel down in front of him so he's my height.

"Is she always busy?"

What if she was killed by our troops?

"Yeah she is."

"Lucas, is she a soldier?"

"She doesn't class herself as one. She says she's just doing what she believes is right."

I nod in understanding.

Dale's face is emotionless.

Suddenly, I get of wave of dread run through my body.

"Lucas, what's her name?" I say wincing.

"Why Chloe of course."

My face drops and I become unable to control my emotions. I let out a gasp and choke at the same time. My throat tightens and my chest throbs.

I killed his mother.

His eyes are still stuck on mine and I have to look away before the guilt becomes too much to bear.

"What's wrong?" He asks in a high pitched tone.

I turn to Dale in despair, but he's no consolidation. His finger in placed on the trigger. His eyes are glassy but his body is rigid and heartless.

"No!"

He adverts his eyes from mine.

"I said no!"

He takes a deep breath, just like I taught him to before he fired.

"Don't you dare!"

He holds it down, firing not one but two bullets straight into his heart.

My anger rises with the high pitched hum ringing in both my ears fuelling it even more.

"You bastard."