Over.
Even though it was officially over, it wasn't really.
Not so long as they still had the memories, the skills and the scars to prove of its existence. Not so long as it was still taught about in school, not so long as people still shed tears for the ones lost.
Not so long as the ratio of orphans to children with parents was five to one, not so long as there were more graveyards than parks, not so long as all of Tris's paperwork somehow reminded her of it.
So, it really wouldn't ever be over.
Which some people could consider a good thing.
She did.
Because if it was over than they wouldn't remember what they had learned.
The Abnegation wouldn't remember how to defend themselves anymore, the Amity would still let injustice pass them by in the name of peace, the Erudite would still be exclusive and snobbish, the Candor would never forgive and forget and the Dauntless would still be selfish.
So, in hindsight, it was a good thing it was never over.
Or at least that's how Tris viewed it; she wasn't sure what the others thought. Would they think her crazy? She wasn't sure and really, she didn't care very much either. There was still too much to do to go about caring about something like that.
So with the knowledge that it wasn't really over she had carried on and on and on and that was what she would do until it was fully, completely over and it was someone else's turn to start it again.
Here you go! The first of the three extras I'll be tacking on before this thing can be considered completely done. Hope you liked it! Ps. I haven't gotten one name submission for Tris and Tobias's little girl! Come on people, think and submit!
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BlackRoseGirl666