Here's chapter 17! Finally! Iknow you guys are getting impacient with me... I AM SO SORRY! **balls up in corner and cries** I was on vacation and I literally just got home. (Well, while I was writing this author's note I had just gotten home. I wrote the whole story at that time and accidently didn't save and lost it all. SORRY AGAIN! I CAN'T HELP THAT I SUCK AT LIFE!)

Do you want to hear about my vacation?! Probably not. But I am going to tell you anyway because i'm a mean person and it's kind of funny! Well, to sum it up for me, it sucked. Here we go...

First, our boat broke down. Then I got really sick. Then my dad got kidney stones. (super sad face) Then the tire in our boat trailer blew out and we had to leave the boat on the side of a highway for my dad to get tomorrow. And to top it off, when we got home, a dead squirrel with its head bitten off awaited us in our front yard. ("Something smells like fish..." Was the first thing said when we pulled into the driveway.) Uhmmm... Ew. But I really shouldn't complain. Most of the vacation was pretty fun.

Here's the story!

DISCLAIMER: I do not claim to own Divergent or any of its characters. All rights belong to Veronica Roth and assosiates. No copyright infringement intended.

When Tobias and I step out of the landscape room, I peek around the corner to be sure no one is here yet, and scurry into the observation lab again. Four takes a seat in a fold up chair that is positioned outside of the landscape room. It is one of many that are intended for waiting initiates. I unlock the freezer that contains the batch of serums for the transfers, and pull out a tray. I set it on the desk, and pull up the program that creates the simulation and change it to activate my landscape, then I snatch up the tray, and hurry back outside.

In the time that it took me to retreive the serums and adjust the program, a few initiates arrived. I nod a hello at them and they shift in their seats a bit. At least I intimidate them. I sit down next to Four and flash him a small smile.

After roughly 5-10 minutes, all of the initiates sit nervous and excited in the cheap plastic fold ups in front of us. Tobias and I stand, and everyone quiets down.

"Good morning. I hope you all know that today we begin stage two of transfer initiation. Unlike in the recent past, other methods of testing and teaching you all have been offered only to members. We begin fear landscapes today." Four's voice booms over the crowd.

I remember my stage two. We were put under a serum which we were not aware during. Of course, I, being Divergent, was aware, but anyone else wasn't. Tobias and I decided that continuing with the same previous stages of initiation would give the Divergent an unfair advantage. And besides, the simulation was too emotionally stressful on the initiates. The more preserved lives, the better.

The New Erudite also developed a way be sure that none of the initiates remember my fears or anything personal, but still remember how the landscape works, and retain the knowledge of that sort. It sometimes glitches, but a privacy policy has been put into place, (which I myself enacted,) because I am going to have to share my landscape with a lot of kids that do not understand the importance of secrets to myself and Tobias.

I pick up where Tobias left off. "To get a feel for what a fear landscape is like, and what you will be evaluated by and trained with this stage, you will all be going through my landscape with me. Thanks to a newly developed Erudite serum, we are able to make it so that you all only remember important details of how the simulation works and the processes involved in successfully completing your landscape. All other details that I perfer to be kept private, including my fears, will be erased by your memory in 12-24 hours after injection. You are all aware of the Privacy Policy. Anyone who has had a glitched serum or is knowingly divergent should alert us as soon as possible. Anyone found to have purposefully violated this code with be inelligable to finish Dauntless initiation, and therefore, join our faction. Not only will these consequences effect you, but I encourage you to think of a certain few Dauntless (prodigies) who have a certain tendancy to protect me. I honestly don't know how so many dangerous people came to care for me, but I just consider myself lucky and don't question it."

Then Tobias holds my waist lightly in his fingertips from behind me and adds, " point being: I am said Dauntless sort-of-prodigy,"

"Actual prodigy." I interject.

Four gives me a look and continues. "I will kick your ass if you mess with her. Her secrets do not belong to you, and you should have a little respect for someone who saved every one of you from this bitch we know called Jeanine. She has gone through more than anyone should, and it is a good thing she isn't made of glass because we would all be broken. Long story short, (again,) you owe her some respect anyways, and she is pretty much invincible."

"He's right," I say in a mockingly, 'I know i'm great' way with a nod. "But, there is one person who could break me."

"Who?" He answers.

"I couldn't tell you! That would be like admitting my biggest weakness! I mean, you should know about that best of anyone..." I respond. He just looks puzzled. I see him mouth a name with a question in his eyes.

"Will?" I shake my head. His name feels numb in my mouth now. I repeat it over and to myself quietly, but the feeling, happy or sad, won't come with it.

"Damn you're stupid." One of the initiates says. Elena.

"Oh my god. It's you. It's you! You are the person! How do you not see that?! You're practically blind, Four." Aly. I smile. I've always liked her.

Four smiles slightly back and shakes his head. "It couldn't be. She doesn't like... Meeee? Of course not. And you need to watch your mouth. It's going to get you into trouble at some point. Just what I always used to tell Tobias. He peeks around my shoulder at me and winks. Then he kisses me on the nose and looks around. The transfers are still watching. He sticks his clipboard up, blocking their view of our faces, and kisses me. Then he whispers into my ear,

"You don't have to worry about me. I'll never leave you."