This is the last chapter for Only in My Dreams. It was such a pleasure writing this story and although I wished it was a longer journey, this is where it needs to end. A HUGE thank you to all my faithful followers and thank you for your kind words and suggestions. Please continue to read my other Divergent fic: The Divergent Series Drabbles

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There's no one in town I know

You gave us some place to go.
I never said thank you for that.
I thought I might get one more chance.
What would you think of me now,
so lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.

Jimmy Eat World- Hear You Me

Epilogue

Zeke

"Everyone get your vests on and hurry up! We got to get to that bomb!" I tell my group of cops as we gear up to storm the location where Christina told me Tobias told her that the bombs are being held. We rush through Millennium Park with all of our gear and on and suddenly faint alarms start going off somewhere in the park.

"What the hell is that coming from!" I scream at one of my tech guys whose name always escapes me. It's not like I don't know his name I just never bothered to learn it because he always pisses me off.

"Sir it's seems to be the bombs denotation alarms going off."

"Alright then how to find it! It must be pretty loud if we can hear it from the fields."

"I can try to track the source down using my sound source locator." The techie answers while scrambling to his bag.

"Well hurry up! We got to find these bombs before we are too late! Let's go Joe!" I scream at him.

"It's actually Patrick sir-"

"Did I ask what your freaking name was?" I scream in frustration and he shakes his head. "Alright, then stop worrying about your stupid name Nick and find me those bombs!"

"Right away sir. Ok I am picking up something coming from that direction." He points towards the old concert center.

"Great keeping following that sound! Let's move boys!" I call out and we are running towards the sirens. After a couple of minutes, we are closing in and suddenly the sirens get louder and more defined. I start to hope that Tobias is somewhere around here or at least at trying to track down his dad with some help. As we turn and run down a hallway, the sirens stop and I hold my men in place.

"Jerry, what happened?" I whisper angrily and he looks dumbfounded.

"I-I think the bombs were turned off sir. Someone must be in there and must have stopped the denotation."

My first thought is that Tobias is in there and he was the one who stopped the bombs. I don't know how or if he is still in there but I know something is wrong. I have a horrible feeling in my gut and I tell my men.

"Be ready for anything but wait for my order to fire. Follow me." I motion and we slowly make our way down the hall. We turn the corner and enter a wide-open space littered with dead bodies and blood. My eyes search for the bombs and I see that they are destroyed. A quiet, muffled sob catches my attention and my heart stops.

Kneeling next to the dead body of my friend is Marcus Eaton. He holds Tobias's limp body on his lap and his head is buried in his dead son's chest. Anger and grief flare inside of me and mixes into a dangerous combination.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!" I scream as I furiously walk over to Marcus and throw him off of Tobias. My vision is blinded with hot, angry tears as I rip Marcus off of the floor and slam him against the wall by his neck. I squeeze his jugular hard and he gasps for air.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM! How could you kill your own son! Why, tell me WHY!"

Marcus struggles for some air as he answers, "I-I didn't…o-one of those dead men did. I-I would never k-kill my s-son." He looks at me as his eyes fill with tears that I can't tell if they are real or not.

"How do you expect me to believe you. I don't know exactly what you did to him but I do know that you-you broke him time and time again. You destroyed everything for him and after all this time you were determine to do it again. I don't believe that you would not kill him. I think you would if you had the chance. You never loved Tobias. NEVER. And I swear you will pay for what you did to him. You will die inside a prison cell for all of the crimes you have gotten away with until this point. I promise."

I let go of his throat and he wheezes as he collapses on the ground. As he gasps, he looks up and sees his son dead in front of him and I see a man who broke someone down to nothing finally realize what they did. Marcus's face crumples up as he sobs and reaches out for his son's limb hand.

"I-I am s-sorry. I thou-though I wa-was making you-you strong-." His voice breaks and I motion for my men to take him away. They grab him and drag him off as he sobs and continues to apologize.

Once Marcus is gone, I slowly step over to my friend's body. His shirt is bloody and his face is bruised by his opened eyes look…peaceful, happy even. Then it hits me that this was his happy ending. He is finally with Tris and he is happy and at peace. He wanted to be with Tris again so badly and I hope that wherever they both are, I hope they found each other because they both deserve to be happy together. I kneel down and my hand shakes as I run it over his face to close his eyes. Sobs threaten to control me but I realize I still have an audience with my coworkers.

I turn and ask, "Call the coroner's office and get crime scene over here to clean this place up."

The rest of them nod and then leave to do what I asked, leaving me alone with my friend.

" You fucking idiot…y-you should have waited for me to come and help you. Or told me you were here or-or something. I-I'm sorry I wasn't here to back you up. And I-I am sorry you had to die in the arms of someone you hated. You should have been with someone who loved you like I did. If anything…I-I should have been here. You should not have died in the arms of that monster. You don't deserve that. I-I'm sorry."

Finally, the tears start to flow from my eyes and sobs take control of me. I bury my face into my friend's chest and hold him. I don't want to say goodbye to someone who has been by my side for years and who has always had my back. Although we had a rough patch when Uriah and Tris died, even though I was angry that he was involved with the plot that got my brother killed, I never blamed him. He always thought before he acted and even though it was a bad decision, I know he didn't mean it and I know that this quest to stop his dad's bombs had many contributing factors but I know my brother's death was one of them. He carried Uriah's death with him and I just hope he knew that I didn't blame him and that he was my best friend.

My body shakes as I pick Tobias's lifeless body up and start to carry my friend out. When I walk outside, cold rain is pouring down on the city and the sky is dark and cloudy. Thankfully the rain disguises the tears running down my face. There is a crowd surrounding the entrance but they are behind police fences that my cops were smart enough to put out without my instruction. The coroner just arrived and they walk towards me with a stretcher.

"Zeke, you know that we need the body in the crime scene. You shouldn't be carrying him out here."

"I am NOT going to have my friend treated like a helpless victim at one of our crime scenes. He stopped bombs that were going to level this city and his body deserves to be treated with dignity."

I gently lay Tobias's body down and look away as the coroner zips his dead body in a bag and take him away. Everything feels heavier with my body as I undo my vest and walk away to tell my friends about the death of Tobias Eaton.