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So people ask me why I made the decisions I made, but very few know about the most important ones.

After the last bit of training, Tris came to find me. It wasn't easy for her to do so either. Normally if I didn't want to be found, I couldn't be.

She somehow got an access key to my room which, I must admit, did have me a bit impressed.

"Eric, we have to talk." At first I couldn't believe that she was there. Why would she go to such lengths to see me? She has Four, what else could she possibly need?

"Talk away initiate." I said, coldly. She seemed surprised by the tone in my voice.

"I haven't seen you in days. After our date..." She cut herself off, letting her words drift into the space between us.

"After our date, you got friendly with Four. You don't have to tell me anything, so if you came here to try to justify choosing him over me, don't bother." My tone surprised both of us that time. I sounded almost as bitter as Jeanine.

"But Eric, that's not it." She put her small hand on my arm and looked at me. I don't know what it was about her stupid eyes but I couldn't look away.

"Then what is it Tris?" That caught her. She started to speak but then closed her lips. Trying desperately to cover up a secret I already knew.

"I can't tell you." She spoke softly, a broken look in her eyes.

"Oh but you can tell the boy wonder." Okay so I might've been overly bitter about it being Four.

"It's just something that no one can know. Not even the boy I like." I got ready to scold her, but then her words set in.

"I thought since..." I moved closer to her, not understanding.

"Four found out on his own, but he has promised to keep it a secret. If you promise me on all that you care about, I'll tell you."

"I know Tris."

"No, you need to promise."

"I know that you're Divergent."

The shock in her eyes was evident as I spoke that last word.

"How did you..." She questioned, moving away from me.

"It's my job to find people who're divergent and turn them in."

That spurred another step back from me. She looked terrified and for the first time she looked at me like I was something to fear. She put her hands up in a defense position.

"I won't turn you in Tris. Why do you think you haven't been taken away?" Her defense dropped slowly.

"If your job is to find people like me, why am I still here? Did you ever even care about me? Or were you trying to find out if I was divergent the whole time?" There was anger and disappointment in her words.

I closed the distance between us but not before she tried to punch me. Grabbing her arm, I pulled her into a tight hug.

"I'm not a kind of person who has feelings easily. It may have started as a mission, but you have become so much more." I kissed her, a soft and quick kiss.

"Don't think that I don't care." Our eyes met and there was a moment of fire between us before she pulled me back in for another kiss.

"That's why I've been keeping my distance. You couldn't know Eric, nobody could know." She looked up at me with those big sad eyes and it didn't seem to matter anymore.

"Look Tris, don't tell anyone. Has Four taught you how to throw them off your scent in the final test?" It hurt to acknowledge that Four was just as informed as I was.

"Yes, when he took me through his fear landscape he showed me." My blood began to boil.

"He took you through his landscape?" I growled, not meaning to sound so bitter.

"Yeah, Eric why? He's helping me." I closed my eyes tight and took a deep breath.

"I'm just...we have history that you don't know about." I said it with enough conviction and dismissal that she didn't question it.

"Well he told me to just do what a Dauntless would do in certain situations."

"Okay Tris, you're not gonna like this, but I need you to let me come with you into your fear landscape." Her eyes went wide and there was a slight blush on her cheeks.

"Why? I mean I'm sure I can figure it out on my own." She didn't meet my eyes and I wondered if there was something she didn't want me to see.

"If you're sure, then I guess it'll be fine. If you don't want me going through then maybe describe the situations you're put in. That way you can leave out whatever you don't want me to see."

She looked up to meet my gaze but she was embarrassed at being figured out. There was something she didn't want me seeing and it was not good.

We spent the next hour or so going over her fears and how a Dauntless would react. She was a quick learner, but that was obvious.

After that I sent her on her way. I then began to figure out how to tell Jeanine to cancel the project.

I wouldn't be able to protect her once the project moved forward. If I couldn't get Jeanine to cancel it there was nothing more I could do. She world hate me and that would be that.

An hour of arguing with Jeanine and I realized that I had screwed up my only chance. There was nothing that could change her mind.

Come initiation Tris, and the rest of the world, would hate me. So I made a choice.

I chose to love Tris as much as I could in the week I had left. I should've realized from the beginning, villains don't get the girl or the happy ending. Next time I'll tell you how I spent my last week with her.

Next time.

This is going to be the second to last chapter. The next chapter will involve the end of Tris's relationship with Eric so I warn you. It will be full of gooey love stuff though. As always read and review.