Tris POV

I wake up the morning after Christina and I went to the bar and moan, for more than one reason. I didn't drink too much, but still enough to give me a headache. I hold my face in my hands and rest my head on my bent knees. Also, I met Four last night. It hurt so much to see him. I wanted to believe him- to believe everything he had told me, to forgive him and welcome him back with open arms, but the thing is, I couldn't.

I couldn't believe him. I couldn't show my weakness for him. I couldn't let myself be put in the situation of possibly being hurt again. The choice to not kiss him right then and there had almost killed me. I sigh and get up to start getting ready.

Turns out that I get ready half an hour early, so I head down to the training center to start getting ready for the day. Today I am going to make my initiates run twenty-five laps while the Dauntless-born initiates get started with their fear simulations again. I hear someone come in and I glance up. Then I get back to my task, shaking my head disgustedly. It's Jarrod.

He starts to talk but I ignore him. All I hear are wordless mumbles in an annoying voice. Finally, I can tell from the tone of his voice and the pause in his speech that he asked me a question. I look up and say,

"Yes," I really don't want to deal with him right now. Maybe if I say 'yes' to whatever he is asking, he will go away faster.

He starts to smile, then jumps up and down like a little girl. He seems really excited. What he says next gives me a shock.

"So, I'll pick you up before the Celebratory Dance? I'll be by your place around 7!"

Before I have a chance to react, Jarrod, much like the other day at Chris' apartment, runs away. I stand frozen to the spot. My eyes are wide and I stare at the spot where Jarrod had previously been standing. Well, my answer definitely made him go away faster. But now he was my date to the stupid Celebratory Dance.

"Huh… ha ha… hahaha! Hahahahaha!" I start to laugh at the crazy situation. I hate Jarrod so much! But I guess I just agreed to go on a date with him to the stupidest celebration ever. I am going to something I hate with someone I can't stand. I shake my head and start to get the simulations ready, putting the syringes with the serums in them in a case on a chair. I am just about to set the screen up when another person walks into the room. I glance his way and almost burst into tears right then and there. There is Four (Tobias?) standing in the exact same spot Jarrod had been in a short while ago.

"Hey, Tris," he says.

I nod to acknowledge him, not trusting that my voice will be steady enough. I hear Four sigh. I find myself blurting out,

"I accidentally agreed to go out with him!"

Four stops fiddling with whatever is in his large hands and just stares at me. If the initiates came in right now, they would think that Four was just standing there, looking the same as ever, but I know. He is tensing his muscles, his jaw is clenched. Tobias Eaton is jealous.

"With who?" his voice is deeper than usual, and it rumbles through my chest. The protective vibe I get from him turns me on. I try to swallow, but my throat is too dry.

"Jarrod," I squeak. Before Four can say anything, I hurriedly put in, "He was just talking, and I was ignoring him, but then he asked a question, and I thought that if I said yes he would go away faster, but turns out he was asking me out, so… yeah,"

Four continues to look at me, and I stare back, straight into his mysterious blue eyes. He's hiding something from me. Or, he's trying to. I know him too well, he's definitely jealous.

"Where are you going two going?"

"The… Celebratory Dance,"

At this Four cracks a smile. He even starts to chuckle lightly. His fingers brush some invisible dirt from his nose and he looks at me, his eyes sparkling.

"You're- you're going to that?" He asks, still laughing silently.

"Well I guess I don't have a choice now, do I?" I murmur and look down. In an instant I feel a warm presence in front of me. Looking up I see that it's Four, no, it's Tobias. It hurts too much to even think he is 'Four' to me anymore. I try to manage a smile, but I want to kiss him, to take him back to our apartment and show him how much I love him. But I don't know how he feels right now, after I told him I was going to go out with Jarrod later. Plus the initiates might come in any minute. But his eyes are staring at me so intensely that I all but stop breathing.

"There's always a choice," he says.

"Oh yeah, what are my options right now?" I want to demand it in a strong voice, but I can't. My voice barely comes out as a small whisper. Tobias reaches out and pulls me close to him. I get even more turned on than I was before, feeling his hard body against my soft one. The pressure on my thighs tells me that he feels the same way right now. Tobias mumbled into my hair in a low voice,

"You either chose to be selfless and go out on a date with him and wait for me to pull you away from him, to fight for you, or you could just call it quits with that annoying bastard right now, and we can start right back from where we left off,"

"I think it'll be nice to be saved from something, don't you?"

I hear Tobias groan, and my stomach feels fuzzy and warm.

"You just love to torture me, don't you?"

I nuzzle my face into the crook of his neck and Tobias's hands bring my hips closer to his own. It feels amazing. I want to stay there forever, basking in Tobias's smell of himself and… man. Enjoying the feeling of him against me. But I can't. The clock says training is going to start in less than five minutes. I pull away from Tobias, missing his heat almost immediately. He doesn't seem to be missing any heat, though, especially below his belt. I smirk,

"Go to your apartment and take a cold shower, then come back when you're ready, okay?"

Tobias nods, embarrassed, and mumbles, "Sure,"

Just as he is leaving, the initiates come in and he runs out before the doors even close, his hands covering the front of his pants. I suppress my smile and put on a cold front. I turn to my transfers and say,

"Thirty-five laps around the Pit, and no delaying. No one stops running, no walking. If any one of you stops, then I'll come out and make you run another, got it?"

My transfers mumble forlornly. The Erudites and the one Amity glare at the Candor. Then they shuffle out and I hear shouting and shoving, but the sound of running feet as well. I stop paying attention to them and turn to the Dauntless-born.

"You misbehave and you'll be out there, too, understood?" I glare at them. But they all know me; they know all of my threats are serious. I nod and guide them to the fear simulator chair. We get started. Just as the fist initiate, Tessa, finishes, Tobias comes back in, still a little wet from the shower. I call to him absently as I start to send Tessa's results to the system,

"Hey, Four, go outside and check to make sure that my initiates are doing thirty-five laps around the Pit, the entire Pit, no breaks for walking, only running or jogging, if one of them slows down, all of them have to do another lap. Is that okay?" I barely glance up, but the sound of the door opening and closing is all I need to know that he agreed and is going to watch them right now.

Soon, all of the Dauntless-born initiates are done and I send them all off early, the fear simulation is pretty tiring, I know, so I let them go. I wait for my initiates and Tobias to come back, and as I wait I start to set up a second chair and screen for Tobias to be able to help me be able to get through these initiates faster than I could alone.

Nearly half an hour later, it's 2:30, way past lunch. Ignoring my grumbling stomach, I walk out of the room and nearly bump into a dripping wet man. Just my luck, it's Jarrod. He looks at me, and he seems really exhausted, but when he sees me he perks up. I widen my eyes. Dear God, NO! I pray, but no such luck.

He leans down and almost gives me a hug, until I give him a right hook. It is so hard that he crumples to the ground in an unconscious heap. I look around, hoping that no one saw that. I sigh out of relief; no one is in the hallway. I look down at Jarrod and am disgusted. His face, which could be fairly handsome with the right treatment, is covered with beads of sweat and strings of his hair. I sigh again and slowly nudge him inside the training room by giving him a few hard kicks. It helps me vent my frustration. I wonder where the rest of my transfers are, along with Tobias. I push that thought aside and try to get Jarrod to sit down somehow.

Just as I get him to lean up against the wall next to the door, I hear the thunder of my transfers' footsteps. All of them seemed really mad, and so does Tobias, who walks in after them. I decide not to ask. I take a deep breath and explain the procedure to them, but tell them to first take a shower and grab a bite to eat. They file out and as they leave I tell them to be back in forty-five minutes.

Now, it is just me, Tobias, and Jarrod, who is still unconscious. I tuck a stray strand of my dull blonde hair behind my ear and look down at the floor before glancing up to take in Tobias's form. His face is scrunched up, and his muscles twitch every couple of seconds. He glances over at Jarrod almost as often as his muscles tense. His hair, short as an Abnegation would keep it, is damp. But with what? He didn't have to run with the initiates. His shirt is also slightly wet, and as I walk closer to him, I smell sweat, but it doesn't repulse me. In fact, to me right now he seems hot. Like… hotter than usual. Snap out of it, Tris I scold myself, but I can't help my staring. I just love him so much. I ask,

"Why are you all wet?"

Tobias looks over at me and glowers. My eyebrows migrate to near the top of my forehead.

"How do you do it?" He demands. I am confused,

"Do what?"

"Run those stupid laps with them!"

I scoff and cross my arms in front of my chest. Is this some sort of test?

"I don't run with them,"

"… What?" his voice is eerily calm and quiet. I suppress my smile. The initiates must have felt bitter and told Tobias to run with them.

"You ran laps with the initiates?" I can't keep the humor out of my voice.

"Don't laugh! Those ex-Erudite were pretty convincing, and Candors don't lie," Tobias seems mad. I walk over to him and laugh,

"Haha, don't forget about the 'ex' in ex-Candor, okay? Right now just go take a shower, and can you clean up your apartment up, too? I want to come over later, and I really hate it when it's all messy,"

At the words 'I want to come over later,' Tobias straightens up and rushes out of the doors, probably to quickly sweep all the dirt under our bed. His bed? Our ex-bed? I don't even know anymore. Until he corrects me, it will be our bed. I sigh for what seems like the millionth time as I look at Jarrod. Then I look at the clock. It's been almost twenty minutes. I have twenty-five minutes to refill the serum vials, so I go to the shop Chris works at to refill them. Because my best friend works at this shop, I get a ton of discounts, so this is where I usually shop. I walk in with my case of syringes and tell the lady to refill them for me. she must be new because she asks me for my I.D. and name. I tell her my nickname as I get out my I.D.

"You will call me Six,"

As I say my nick-name, the lady almost drops my I.D. I smirk at her reaction. I never knew that having only six fears was such a big deal. I wait for her to verify me and fill my vials. Then, I rush back to the room because I only have fifteen minutes left of break.

I get there, only to be greeted by a sweaty and smelly Jarrod and a scowling Tobias. I walk in and place the case with the vials on the chair next to the screens, then I turn to Tobias's and Jarrod's argument.

"All I'm saying is that she is my date, and I love her, so I should be allowed to marry her if I want to," this was Jarrod's argument. Tobias's retaliation was short and to the point.

"She's your instructor,"

I walk over to Tobias and whisper in his ear,

"As if that stopped you and me," I can see the shivers that cascade down Tobias's back. I smirk at him, and he frowns. Jarrod catches our little exchange.

"Wait, Trianna, was Four your ex-boyfriend?"

Tobias looks at me with an almost invisible smile on his face,

"Trianna?"

"Don't ask," I growl. Then I turn to Jarrod and say, "And you, don't call me that,"

"I think I should be able to call my future wife by her real name, don't you?"

"Wait, what?" I ask.

"My future wife, that's what you are, right? I haven't really asked you yet, but I have a feeling that you'll say yes. After all, you said yes to the Celebratory Dance! See you later, future wifey!" as Jarrod scampers off, probably to take a shower, I turn to Tobias and almost plead,

"At the Celebratory Dance, please save me!"

Tobias brings me close to him by pulling my hips towards his, and our bodies bump together. His eyes bore holes into mine and I shiver slightly. He mumbles in a low voice as his lips make their way closer to mine,

"I'll always save you,"

I would have kissed him. I really want to kiss him. But we can't because the transfers' footsteps give us a warning. I step back and blow out the breath I didn't know I was holding. I look at Tobias's eyes. The blue eyes I fell in love with are darker than they usually are. My stomach feels like it is full of a mix of soda and beer. I feel light-headed. I say breathlessly,

"Oh yea, I'm definitely coming over later,"

Tobias flashes me a quick smile just as the initiates come in, Jarrod making it just in time. Pity. We get started with the fear simulations again. I get Eva, the Erudite, and Tobias gets Bruce, the Candor. I and am extremely bored with everyone's fears. The one thing I am glad about is that I won't have Jarrod in my seat. I don't think I could handle his twentieth fear again. It disgusted me.

I finish the last of my agreed half of initiates, but I see that Tobias still has two more, not counting the one still in the chair. He just finishes with the Erudite on his chair, and as he sends the information to the Erudite data-base, I call over the Amity girl, Molly. Surprisingly, she only has fifteen fears. Two of her fears are stupid though, like stupider than anyone would expect. Number Thirteen was her fear of Four, and Number Ten is her fear of Six, of me. I almost laugh out loud. I send her to the dorm room after waiting for her to stop crying. I would try to comfort her, but I am not Tris at the moment. Right now I am Six, and Six is hard as a boulder and heartless as Eric.

I wait for Tobias to finish with Jarrod. I look at him. Tobias seems bored, and Jarrod is sweating like crazy. I ask Tobias how many fears he has seen of Jarrod's so far. Absently mindedly he says about thirty-two. A weight in my chest is lifted, at least Tobias hasn't seen the fear with me in it. This should be Jarrod's last fear, right? I look at the screen and almost have a heart attack. There is the set up for Jarrod's fear of self-control. Tobias suddenly seems alert as the fear starts. I look away, repulsed. After I think the showing is finished, I look at Tobias and see his muscles tensed up and his jaw set, teeth clenched. Jarrod wakes up with his hair sticking to his forehead. He gasps and looks at Four, who is sending the footage to the Erudite compound. Tobias says nothing as he turns to Jarrod. With almost no warning, and before I can stop him, Tobias punches Jarrod in the face, and then leaves with my arm in the tight grip of his right hand. Looks like I'll be going to the apartment sooner than I thought I would.

so, like... review. tell me what you want to happen in the story, if you're wanting anything to happen. also, I was thinking for either the next chapter, or the one after that, a graphic scene between Tris and Tobias. if you guys are against it, tell me. otherwise, i'll figure out how to change the rating to M. but... I added the chapter! So be proud of me