A/N I don't own Divergent. Only own plot and Denise and Talia. The rest is Veronica Roth's amazing work. :D

Chapter 2 *six years later*

I volunteer with my mom and Caleb every weekend at the factionless sector. At twelve, we start real volunteer work. Up until then, we didn't do those things.

Caleb and I are sorting the clothes for the adults to hand out. Caleb moves to talk to Susan quietly about stuff. I hear the door open, and expect to see my mother coming in to get more clothes, but I see Tobias for the first time in a week.

My dad said Marcus had said that Tobias was sick.

And Tobias didn't look good. At all. He weaves his way through the people, over toward me.

"Hey, Bea." He whispers. He slides to the floor while gripping my hand tightly. He immediately starts to sort clothes. I stare at him.

He moves cautiously. Like he is hyperaware of his body. I notice that he is trying not to bend at all.

"Toby," I whisper. "Are you alright? Your dad said you were sick."

Tobias nodded. "Yeah, I was. I'm doing better now, though."

"Tobias. You're hardly moving at all." I say, narrowing my eyes.

"Yeah. My body is awfully sore." He replied. "After effects of the flu."

I nod. My muscles get super sore when I'm sick. We sort clothes in silence for a few minutes.

"Beatrice," Tobias whispers. "I am not staying in Abnegation. I want to switch factions." I hear the determination in his voice.

"I am not surprised." I say a-matter-of-factly. And I'm not. I knew he would admit that he wasn't staying sooner or later.

"What should we do about that?" I ask. I will support him in this.

"I don't know." He admits.

"I think we should talk about possible factions for you." I say. "Then we can decide on one for you to prepare for. Does that sound good?" I try to sound like a school counselor.

Tobias laughs, his body shaking with it, but only for a second before he winced and groaned in pain.

"Ow. Yes, that sounds good. You made me laugh!" He said accusingly.

My smile fades. "It's been too long, Toby." I murmur. "I almost forgot what it sounded like when you laughed." I joke and smile, but Tobias isn't fooled. He knows what I'm really saying. That there is something wrong, and that I'm determined to find out what.

A week goes by, and Tobias decides that he would like to join Dauntless. I have always admired their fearlessness. They were so brave. Tobias felt that he needed to be free from fear. I supported this.

We started to train for Dauntless initiation. Tobias was determined to be a worthy member, and so was I.

A/N Please Review! This is my first story and I NEED TO KNOW HOW I AM DOING! PLEASE! As always thanks for choosing my story!