A/N - I hope you like it. I know my chapters are not really long, but I upload one every day.

Disclaimer - Nope, I don't own Divergent. Veronica Roth does. Not that you would think I did.

Chapter 8

I wake up with Tobias' deep blue eyes staring at me. I never get tired of waking up to him. Like I have the last four months. My hand traces his cheekbone, drawing the outlines of his face. The soft bedsheets feel cold on my bare skin. He is just perfect, to me at least. That I drool at the thought of him does not mean all girls are attracted to him.

"You are perfect" I utter the words I am thinking. The comment earns me a smile. It makes my heart flutter.

"You are perfecterer, Tris. I love you" he whispers. I laugh at his grammar. Press my lips softly to his. Tobias returns it just as soft. Only our lips are touching, and yet it is so intimate. So us.

"Tobias" I say as my lips leave his. "mmm". "When does initiate training begin again?" His eyes open and give me a confused look. Not understanding my intrest in the initiation.

"In two months why?" He answers after thinking for a moment.

"Well" I say smiling at him. "Perk of my job is that I am requierd to oversee transfer training" He chuckles. "I guess we will be seeing a lot more of each other then". I once again I reply by crashing my mouth to his.

Fire runs through me. "I have to be hard on the instructor, though. I heard he was no good.". Tobias pretends to be hurt causing me to break into laughter. We laugh together, making my stomach hurt. It is a good feeling. A bit like the feeling I get whenever I am with Tobias.

"Where will you be going this week? What faction needs the help of super Tris the most?" he jokes, while keeping his lips only one inch away from me. Breathing the same air as me.

"Abnegation" I say, this makes his smile disapear as if it has never existed.

"You will be meating all the leaders then, won't you?" I nod.

"Oh, God. Don't go near him Tris. I just can't stand the thought of him touching you". "I won't Tobias, I just have to resist the urge to rip him to shreads." I try to lighten the mood. Not wanting Marcus to ruin our moment.

However Tobias' face does not ease. He is really worried about me. "Let me come with you, please Tris. Let me come with you."

It's really hard focusing on work because my mind keeps replaying this morning. I refused to let him come with me. Argued that he could not live throug this fear in real life. His argument was that he should face his fear once and for all. But he doesn't fool me. I could see the fear flicker in his eyes, he is just doing this trying to protect me.

I won't let him do it. I will not put him in that kind of pain just for my own selfishness. Never. Tobias has not given up either. Keeps holding on to his plan. Insisting on that it is a good idea.

My memory goes back to four months ago when I was going to Erudite. Even the slightest chance I could meet Marcus scared him. I hate seeing him in pain. Just seeing him at all makes my insides hurt. The aching feeling helps me remind myself that it is real.

"You are dismissed for lunch now Tris, just make sure you come back afterwards" Patrick's voice breakes through my wall of thoughts.

Hesitantly I stand up. Unsure if I want to face Tobias right now. Knowing very well he will continue his begging.

Eventually I decide to do it anyway. I really want some Dauntless cake right now. Tobias or no Tobias, cake was necessary. Therefor I carefully make my way to the dining hall.

Tobias isnot there yet. Yet being the keyword because I know that he will show up. An arm grabs mine, but it's not him. Uriah and Christina are at my side. Uriah is smiling from ear to ear. "Hey guys" I say while grabbing a slice of cake.

"Hey, Tris. You will never guess what just happend" Christina laughs. "Let me guess, It has something to do with Uri and Zeke" I say. As if on cue a laughing Zeke come up to us.

"Well, Zeke and I were betting on who could eat the most Dauntless cake." Uriah is almost falling over from laughter. "Lets just say Zeke here lost his ability to eat at the end" Everyone joines the wave of laughter. I love this part of Dauntless. Even though I don't really know what happend it is just as funny to me as to them.

"Hey Four" Zeke yells when he has calmed down a bit. Four loos at him and walkes over to our table. "Wanna make a bet?" Zeke asks. Tobias eyes him suspisiously. "What kind of bet?"

"Everyone has to join, the one who can shoot the most times in a row dead centre wins. All the others have to give him their cake tomorrow." he explains.

"Fine, but remember Zeke, I am a trainer. I taught half of these people how to shoot"

"I bet I can still beat you" Zeke says confidently.

Uriah, Zeke, Christina, Tobias and I make our way to the training room. Ready to shoot for cake. I take a gun into my hand and position it right.

Everyone makes their way to one of the targets. Shooting fills the room. The sound of bullets hitting targets.

Christina is the first to miss. "Nooo" she exclaims. "So close, I was so close." She walkes over to the bench and sits down. Watching the rest of us still shooting. Trying to be the most Dauntless.

Innhail, Exhail, shoot. The voice in my head repeats every time I shoot. I'm not a bad shoot at all, but knifes are my stronger suite. I miss. Just my an inch. The bullet hole is right beside the other. Shortly after my fail Uriah too fails to get his bullet right in the centre.

Just Tobias and Zeke left. "Come on Zeke, you can beat the Dauntless protege!" Uriah encourages his brother. "Shut. Up. Uriah." Zeke snaps. His reaction is making him miss. "God damn, Uriah I will kill you!"

Uriah makes a run for it, with Zeke just behind him. I shoot Christina a 'we need to see this look' and we both run after them. I don't get far though. Tobias is holding my wrist. Keeping me from running to see Uriahs death.

"Tris, we need to talk about it" he says and I immediately know what he is talking about.

"I can't let you face my cruel father alone. And if I face my fear now rather than later I know I have you by my side". That shuts me up. Not knowing how to answer that.

"Let me come with you. Not just for you sake, but for both of us" he is almost pleading now.

I sigh. "Fine, yes you can come Tobias. But if he comes near you I will kill him" he chuckles.

"Of course"

Someone wrote in the comments that perfecter isn't a word. I AM AWARE. If you read it again you will see it says perfecterer. -er two times. It was not serious :)