Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, they belong to Tamora Pierce The only thing I own is a stuffed penguin named Waddles, and he was a Christmas gift.

A/N: I will be trying to post every weekend. That is the only time I have access to a computer without a babysitter program which blocks this site. That is the hope. If I miss a weekend I will try for two postings on the next one.

Thank you to my beta, pretty how town's, for correcting this chapter, with its many mistakes.

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Chapter 6

Tris slept very fitfully that night, she kept dreaming about her parents. Finally, an hour before sunrise she decided to go for a walk on the wall around Ninver. She always felt calm up high. She wrote a note for the others and left it on he table were they had eaten supper. As she walked she thought of her parents. She couldn't forgive them , they didn't deserve it, but Katia and any other brothers or sister she may have gained since had done nothing wrong. She would not shut them out of her life.

When Tris reached the wall and showed the guard her medallion, she was permitted up on the wall. As she looked out over the wall images came to her. A ship coming home with their catch. A few trader ships coming to port, a few getting ready to leave. She looked for the Kisubo crest. Tris shouldn't be the only one having to face her family. Sandry had already met with hers. Briar was barred from entering Sotat ever again and the only family member he had known, his mother, had died when he was four, and he didn't know who his father was. However, Daja was from third ship Kisubo and had mentioned how pirates killed her aunt, the captain of fifth ship Kisubo. So where were first, second, fourth and fifth ship Kisubo now? Tris thought idly about this for sometime.

Tris stood on the wall, just watching the boats for a moment, thinking of her sister. Katia had never feared her. Tris had been closer to her sister than to any cousins who were the same age. Katia had never been harmed by Tris' magic, but Tris wondered if her sister had been told that Tris was possessed. Did Katia fear her now? Tris could deal with her parents, that was nothing new, but if Katia feared her, or Mila forbid, hate her, it would be too much. Tris couldn't, she wouldn't forgive her parents for that. Tris thought of one of the last times she had seen her sister.

"Tris?" Katia asked as she walked into Tris' room, she was crying softly.

"Katia, are you ok?" Katia had scraped her knee. Their parents had just hired a new nursemaid and Katia was still a little nervous around her. Katia shook her head.

"Can you bandage my knee for me?"

"Of course I can." Tris may have been six, but she could wrap cloth around her sister's knee. The nursemaid happened upon them as Tris was finishing. It wasn't the nicest looking bandage but it would be fine for a scraped knee. The nursemaid came over and fixed it up. She then showed Tris how to neatly bandage someone. That nurse maid was probably the best they had ever had.

Tris came out of her thoughts and looked around. It was time to head back to the inn. As she walked down off the wall she nodded at the guard, He nodded back and returned to watching the water. When Tris got to the inn, she found Sandry and Daja at the table. Briar was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Briar," Tris enquired, "is he not up yet?"

"He went to give the breakfast order to the kitchen staff. We though that we would eat and then head to your parent's house. We will be riding there, so change into something that you can ride in and go see your parents in." Sandry though not the emtpy headed noble who thought of nothing else, was concerned about the clothes. Daja smiled

"Sandry, you made most of my clothes, anything that you made is able to handle both the ride and my parents."

Sandry blushed. Just then Briar came back upstairs followed by staff carrying the group's breakfast. Briar shut the door after the kitchen staff had left and took his seat at the table. He looked at his sisters.

"So did you see anything interesting while out on your walk, Coppercurls?"

"Ships, a lot of ships. Merchant ships, Trader ships, but no pirate ships."

"Well that is always a good thing."

"I thought so. I dislike pirates."

The other three just looked at Tris, seeing that she was distracted. Tris didn't si mply dislike pirates, she hated pirates. She had hated them since they killed her cousin Aymery, eight years ago.

"Tris are you ok?" Sandry was a little concerned.

"I'm fine, just…it's weird. That's all."Just weird to be back."

"Well lets eats and then we can go to House Chandler. We will head over slowly." Daja looked at the other three and then headed off to bed.