"Take these pills every day." Peter instructed, handing me a bottle of pills.

"What are these?" I asked him, looking closely at the pills.

"Birth control." He said, blushing. "Just in case we ever... you know..." I nodded, also blushing.

By now, tobias had been gone for almost a year. It was two months until my birthday... three and a half months until the anniversary of his disappearance. When I sat down on my bed, I was thinking about him. I even got less interactive with Peter, who at least pretended to understand. Now, I sat on my bed, alone in my dorm. Suddenly, I got a a text from Chris.

Get the freaking heck on the TV and turn on the news!

I did... and, lo and behold, stood the criminal. His name was Kyle Black or something. I got up in my dorm and danced around and looked to see when we ere getting Tobias back.

"Unfortunately, Phyllis, we couldn't get the location of the boy, Tobias Eaton." Ben said dramatically. "The criminal claimed to have dropped him off with an "acquaintance". However, we know for a fact that he dropped the boy off, by himself, in one of his many locations. Police are backtracking everywhere, trying the boy. Don't go away, Chicago, we'll be back to have a chat with the poor, heartbroken father who..."

I didn't hear any more. I fumbled with the remote, somehow turning the TV off, and slowly walked to my room.

(A/N And, a Tobias POV! Why? Because I feel like it. Don't worry, you won't know anything you're not supposed to, but all will be revealed at the end of this fanfic... *evil laugh*)

Tobias POV

I try to come awake, but I can't. I'm still stuck in this stupid room. I can see perfectly fine, but my eyes are closed. I can move around great, but I'm in a coffin.

Am I dead?

No, my brain answers impatiently, you're in a long sleep that these stupid guys put you in. Wait it out. You'll wake up eventually. Meanwhile, sweet dreams.

Then suddenly, I'm able to open the door. I walked through eagerly and come face-to-face with Tris. After a whole year. My mind tells me I'm dreaming, but it also tells me that something's up.

Tris gasps. "Tobias Eaton? Tobias? Oh my god, it's really you!" She ran into my arms and hugged me. I felt a rush of happiness - I loved her. I never got to tell her that before the incident. And the sleep.

"Wait." She said, backing up. "Why am I seeing you? I'm dreaming. It's 10 'o' clock at night."

I cock my head. "These stupid people that kidnapped me but me in a sleep so I wouldn't struggle. I've been asleep, all this time, and I've just found you."

"Judging from the appearance of your body, the visible parts, you've been through a lot." She reflected, tracing the scars on my chest and bare back. I winced. "I guess they've been taking advantage of me while I've been asleep."

She sighed. "Who took you, Tobias? Who took me away from you!" Her voice quivered.

"I don't know." I told her. then I realized something. We weren't talking... physically talking. we were talking through our minds. I assumed it was some high-tech dream thing. I kept talking. "They wore fake mustaches, but all I could see was their mustaches and their hands, it was all so quick I couldn't even scream. I know I hurt some guys pretty badly, but I was put to sleep and put in this coffin."

Then suddenly, I feel myself being pulled back. Her voice rose to a shout. "TOBIAS I MISS YOU!"

"I LOVE YOU!" I screamed, unsure if she could hear me.. I was being pulled back too fast. For the first time, I wanted to keep sleeping, to see her beautiful face, even if it was all really a dream.

I thought I heard her say I love you too.