Chapter 4: Take a Break

"So, Tris huh?" Zeke wonders.

"What about her?" I say, trying not to be too obvious.

"Come on man, don't be like that. I saw how you acted around her today. You haven't been like that with anyone in years."

"She's not anyone. She's Tris. I've known her since I was born. I doubt she remembers me though."

"Wait so she's the girl you never stopped talking about when we were kids?" he laughs.

I nod slightly.

Zeke waits for me to speak, knowing that I have a hard time talking about my feelings. "Zeke, have you ever met someone and you knew right away that something clicked between you?"

"Like when you make them laugh or smile, it's the greatest feeling you can get? Yeah man. I have," Zeke confesses.

"With who?" I ask curiously.

"Shauna."

I close my eyes and nod. Zeke's been in love with Shauna since the day they met. He's just been too nervous to ask her out.

"I'll make you a deal, Zeke," I start.

Zeke looks up and I continue, "The day you finally get the guts to ask Shauna out, I'll ask Tris if she remembers me."

"Deal," he says and we firmly shake hands.

"Hey Four," Tris says gloomily. She hasn't been herself since two weeks ago, when we found Robert's body.

"Hey Tris," I hold her in my arms to let her know she's safe. I love being closer to her. We fit together like we're puzzle pieces. I set my chin on the top of her head.

"Any new leads?" she asks as she pulls away from the hug so she can see my face.

"Yeah actually we found the vehicle, but the plates were switched and the traffic cams don't show anything suspicious," I tell her.

"What about security cams from across the street? Are we running those yet?" she asks frantically.

"Zeke's on it as we speak. Calm down, will you?" I flash her a small smile.

"Sorry it's just that nobody called me," she looks at the ground.

I lift her chin up so that she meets my eyes. "You have been here late all week. You needed to rest."

She sighs and walks over to her desk. She picks up some of the papers about the case. "So we know he wasn't killed on 104th street; that was just where the body was dumped. The tire tracks, belonging to a black 2013 Escalade, face east so the killer must've come from the west. The victim, Robert Ethan Black has a sister, Susan Grace Black, Their parents Bob and Cathy, Robert and Catherine Black."

"Stop, Tris. Come with me."

"Where are we going?" she asks from behind me.

"You'll see."

We pull in and I hurry to the passenger's side to open her door. She blushes and thanks me.

"The Navy Pier? Why are we here?" She looks so confused it's adorable.

"You needed a break and I knew you weren't going to take one unless I made you."

She just smiles wider than a child on Christmas morning.

"Come on. Let's have some fun for a change," I say with a wink and grab her hand.

We play games like shooting at a target with a water gun, tossing rings around old milk bottles, and throwing darts at a canvas covered with balloons filled with paint. Coming near the end of the night, we have cotton candy, popcorn and a giant fluffy pink bear. We're about to leave the park when Tris stops right in front of the Ferris wheel. She looks at me with pleading eyes and I cannot say no.

We sit in one of the cherry red carts and put the metal bar down in front of us. I'm suddenly rethinking my decision but it's too late now. We're rising to the top.

Tris notices my heavy breathing, "Four, you're afraid of heights."

I nod hesitantly. I don't want her to think I'm a wimp.

She scoots closer to me and takes my hand. She steadies me. We're at the top now and I can see everything from here.

"I think I see my house from here," Tris jokes.

It's so cliché but I can't help but laugh at her. This night is perfect, or it would be if I wasn't such a pansy. The stars are shining bright like they're all just little fires floating in the sky. The full moon is out and the light shines on Tris' face, making her eyes glisten more than ever. I squeeze her hand that is intertwined in mine, wanting to hold her in my arms.

"Tobias," she starts and then her eyes fill with regret and she looks as she is about to cry. She bites down on her bottom lip.

I chuckle and whisper in her ear, "I remember you too, Beatrice."

Short chapter...Fourtris moment in bloom possibly? I think you will like the next chapter, whenever I decide to post that...School is starting soon, so like I said I probably will update on the weekends or if I get a lot of reviews asking me to post more. I'm going our of town also so we'll see if I have time. Please leave reviews! I love them so much and it just makes me so happy that you're enjoying my story.

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