Tobias' POV
I run quickly through a corridor of hallways, unsure of where I'm actually heading.
"TRIS! TRIS!" I scream as I turn in circles, trying to find her room.
"Sir?" a female nurse in a white uniform says. "Can I help you?"
"I'm looking for my girlfriend, Tris Prior."
"Sir, she's in critical condition. I'll take you to her." The nurse grabs my arm and we begin moving.
I can barely see. Everything is a blur. Tris is okay. She has to be.
The nurse stops outside a door. Room 476. I pause and half-heartedly smile at the irony. I have four fears, she had seven, and well- after our encounter a few nights ago in the abandoned hotel room- she now has six.
Taking a deep breath, I summon all the courage in my body and step inside the room. Tris' petite frame is overwhelmed by the size of the bed. Her short blond hair is sprawled across her pillow. Her face is ghostly pale. She looks... dead.
As I walk closer to her, I noticed the numerous IVs attached to her, pumping medicine into her fragile body that will hopefully keep her alive.
I slowly pull back the white sheet that covers her and notice the gauze covering a huge hole in the middle of her abdomen.
I gently cover her back up and grasp her lifeless hand. "Baby, you've got to stay with me."
The doctor suddenly walks into the room.
"You must be Ms. Prior's boyfriend," he says as he extends his hand.
"Four Eaton."
"Well, Mr. Eaton, your girlfriend was shot in the abdomen. She lost a lot of blood, and honestly, I'm not sure she can pull through."
"What are her chances, Doctor?"
His mouth forms a fine line as he gasps in. "25% at best."
I look him in the eye and nod my head. "She'll make it. She's Dauntless."