Hi. I have another chapter for you and I decided that this story will be done in 2 chapters. Sorry for the shortness of the chapter but I couldn't really think of anything and I wanted to give you guys a chapter.

I don't own Divergent.

Chapter 8

FOUR'S POV

A few days have passed and Tris has been getting a lot better. Her fever has gone down and her cuts were healing too. West has been using the medicine Natalie gave him to give to Tris. He ran out yesterday but luckily, West received the medicine from Erudite and so now West had a full stock of it.

Tris had woken up when her fever reached 105 degrees. She was still sore and tired from the kidnapping so West had her stay in the infirmary for a while. West said that when Tris's wounds are healed and when her fever gets down to a certain degree, he will released Tris from the infirmary. Course, when Tris heard that, she was pissed but seeing her mother again helped a little. Natalie was a big help around Tris and the doctors. She would make something for Tris that was easy to digest and wouldn't make her throw up. Yes, if something didn't suite well with Tris's stomach, Tris threw it up. Natalie knew just what Tris would need so she would make it and give it to Tris.

Our friends would always stop by and check on Tris, to see how she's doing. They also helped with making Tris feel better whether it was talking, making her laugh, or telling her exciting news that happened in Dauntless.

One day, everyone except for Uriah was in Tris's room, talking, when Uriah burst through the door. I could tell that something good happened because Uriah was in a good mood.

"What's going on, Uriah?" Marlene asked.

"You're going to like this," Uriah said before answering, "Peter's getting executed."

Tris's face lit up and everyone was the same way.

"What took so long to decide on it?" Lynn asked. "It's been almost a week now."

"The leaders didn't know what to do with Peter," explained Uriah. "We kept on going back and forth between life in prison or execution. They were about to vote on life in prison when one of the leaders asked, 'What would happen if Peter escapes prison?' We all changed our vote to execution because if we made Peter Factionless, he would probably come back somehow."

"When is his execution?" Tris asked.

"Tomorrow."

"Are you going?" I asked.

Tris shrugged. "I don't know."

A knock sounded at the door and West walked in. "Hello, Tris. How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"That's good." West took out a thermometer and gave it to Tris. She put it under her tongue and waited. After a few minutes, the thermometer beeped and Tris took it out of her mouth and gave it back to West. West looked at the thermometer and smiled. "101. Your fever is going down rather well."

"Do you think I'll be able to leave soon?" Tris asked.

"Well, seeing as though your fever is at a reasonable degree and your cuts have almost healed, I might let you out tomorrow. Let's see how the rest of the day goes and if you're feeling better tomorrow as well and your fever didn't go up, then I'll release you from the infirmary." West turned to leave when he suddenly stopped and looked back at Tris. "I forgot to mention, but your mother left to go back to Abnegation about a ten minutes ago."

"Why?"

"Your father wanted her back home, saying that she has spent enough time here. But, before she left." West walked out the room and came back in with a basket. "She left you this get well basket." West handed the basket to Tris then left the room.

"What's in it?" Christina asked.

Tris and I looked through the basket and found canned soup, crackers, cheese, fruit, and bread. "It's food," I said.

"Just food?" asked Will.

I nodded then noticed that Tris was having trouble keeping her eyes opened. "Are you tired, Tris?"

"Yeah."

"Get some sleep."

"Demanding much, Four?" A small smile formed on Tris's face.

I smirked. "Not yet."

Tris closed her eyes and she fell asleep.

"I'm going to leave, Four," Shauna whispered, standing up; the others got up as well. I nodded and they all left the room quietly, so they wouldn't disturb Tris. After they left, I grabbed Tris's hand and leaned back into my seat.

TRIS'S POV

When I next woke up, I felt slight pressure on my hand and looked down. Tobias's hand was wrapped around mine and his head was on the bed, eyes closed in a deep sleep. I smiled at this and decided to let him sleep a little while longer. I shifted on the bed and sighed.

Tobias started to stir and he woke up. He saw me awake and smiled at me. "Morning."

"It's morning already?" I couldn't believe that I slept through the whole day yesterday.

"Yeah; don't worry, you didn't miss much. Did you just wake up?"

I nodded. The door opened and West walked in. "You're awake."

"Can I leave now?" I asked. I wanted to get out of this place and go back to our apartment.

West and Tobias chuckled; they probably knew how anxious I was to get out of here. "Let's see how your fever is." After taking my temperature and seeing how my cuts are doing, West nodded. "Your fever didn't go up and your cuts seem to be fine. Let me get the release papers and I'll let you go." West then left and I smiled.

"Finally."

Tobias smiled. "Come on, we have to get you ready."

"What do you mean?"

"You can't go out looking like that."

I saw that I was wearing a hospital gown and blushed, embarrassed that I forgot about that. "Do you have any clothes for me?"

"Yeah, Christina dropped these off last night." Tobias handed me a bag of clothes. "Bathroom's over there."

I got up and made my way to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and the first thing I noticed were the cuts and bruises slowly fading away. My face also looked very pale and sickly; I'm thinking about taking a shower when I get home. I changed into the clothes Christina brought me which was black pants, boots, and a black sweater. I walked out of the bathroom and stood beside Tobias.

West walked back in with the papers and, after I signed them, West allowed me to leave. Tobias and I walked out of the infirmary, holding hands. As we walked to the apartment, a gun shot rang through the compound. We both stopped walking and listened for anything else. "What was that?" I asked.

"That might have been Peter's execution," explained Tobias.

I nodded and we continued our way back to the apartment.

Sorry for anyone that wanted to read Peter's execution but I might, in the next chapter, have a certain character explain how it all went down. Also, I have ideas for two different stories. I would write both of them at the same time but I'm already working on another story and I don't want to pressure myself writing three different stories. Here are the story ideas I have:

1. Tris is a princess and she is at the marrying age. She must choose a man from a high status to be her husband or she will be forced to marry the man her dad picked out for her.

2. Marcus had kidnapped Tris and Tobias and is torturing them. Will they be found or will they be forever trapped by Marcus?

I will do both of these stories but I want to know which one you want to read first. Please review and tell me what you think :)