When Tris awakens from her sleep, it's dim in the room.

As she sits up from the bed, she rakes a hand through her dry hair and tiredly wipes at her eyes.

After yawning, she looks over at Four to see that he's asleep.

Tris swings her legs to the side of the bed and slowly grabs Four's phone.

It's 7:43 a.m.

Tris enters 4646 as the password and raises her eyebrows as she realizes it unlocks.

So the passwords on our phones have to do with our roommates. She figures out.

Tris explores through his phone, there's a few mind games like Ruzzle, and default apps.

She taps on the contacts and is surprised that there are 10.

Tris (herself), Marlene, Shauna, Lynn, Christina, Will, Al, Zeke, Uriah, and Tori.

As Four shifts in his sleep, Tris quickly exits the contacts and closes the phone, then she puts it back.

Tris glances over at Four, she notices how young and innocent he looks.

After commanding the thoughts away she walks over to the fridge. Might as well make some food, it was morning.

Tris pulls out some eggs, onions, tomatoes, green peppers and mozzarella cheese.

She begins to make some scrambled eggs, with the occasional salt or spice, then puts the stove on low heat and grabs a knife. Skillfully, Tris dices the vegetables and gracefully mixes them in with the scrambled eggs.

After giving a a few stirs, she quickly cleans her area and makes her way back over to the cabinet near the fridge.

Eventually, with her searching for a few moments, she pulls out a pack of 12 nice and light tortillas.

Tris turns off the stove and sprinkles loads of mozzarella cheese on each tortilla. Then, she evenly spreads the egg mixture on them all. After putting the pan back on the stove, she neatly folds all the tortillas and wraps them in some foil paper she found in the cabinet.

That's when Tris realizes something.

If there's so many foods and supplies, it means that we'll be here for a long time.

Tris leans forward against the counter as a small lump appears in her throat and tears brim at her eyes.

She uses the back of her hand to wipe them away, and blows out a huge gush of air from her puffed up cheeks.

Stay positive stay positive. She tells herself.

Tris takes a few deep breaths, then walks over to the bathroom. She splashes water at her face and looks up at her reflection.

She looked like shit.

Tris searches around the bathroom and finds some eyeliner. She lightly applies it and looks back in the mirror again.

At least she didn't look depressed anymore.

Tris rolls her eyes and walks back over to the tortillas. She unwraps one and begins to eat it quickly.

As Tris eats, she almost laughs at how good it tastes.

Too bad a celebration wasn't appropriate where she was.

A few minutes, Tris finishes her 'burrito' and drinks some juice from the fridge.

After, she uses her hands to rake through her hair and straighten it, then glances over at Four again.

I really don't want to wake him up. I'll just give everyone breakfast, then come back. Tris decides.

She quickly grabs her own phone and just switches the numbers for her own password, 6464, and scrolls through her contacts.

She pauses at Uriah's number.

Hey, It's Tris, what is your room number? She texts, surprised that it actually sends.

Meanwhile as she waits for him to reply, she slips on her gladiator sandals and grabs the plate full of burritos.

Finally, Uriah replies with his room number and Tris finds a large, random newspaper to write a note for Four.

Damn, I don't know where the pens are. Tris groans to herself.

Tris sets the plate down and goes through the fridge.

I'M LEAVING THE ROOM FOR A BIT. I'LL BE BACK LATER. ~T

Tris tries not to burst out laughing as she finishes signing her first initial with the bottle of ketchup in her hand.

She also places a burrito and adds, BTW, I MADE BREAKFAST!

"Hopefully the smell of ketchup doesn't bother you." Tris whispers to Four before slipping out of the room.

Tris knocks on Uriah's door while glancing around her.

Nope. No one here. She thinks with paranoia.

The door opens slowly to reveal Uriah's creeped-out face, but very shortly, it turns into a shocked expression.

"Tris! You're walking?!" Uriah exclaims loudly.

Tris nods. "I know. Tori gave me a serum and it healed me."

Uriah grabs her arm while pulling her in.

"MARLENE LOOK AT TRIS SHE'S HEALED!" Uriah yells excitedly.

Marlene jumps out of her bed and tackles Tris to the ground.

"Tris! That's so awesome!" She screams.

Tris slowly pushes herself up and Marlene rolls off of her.

"Oh my God, Marlene. Whoa! You made me knock down all the burritos!" Tris chuckles.

Uriah immediately grabs one and begins to eat. "So that's why you're here?"

Tris slowly begins placing the burritos back onto the plate. "Um. Yeah. I'm just giving everyone a burrito, I'm gonna do this to everyone though, so yeah... I'll be leaving now."

Uriah pouts as Tris gets up and tosses Marlene a burrito as well. "So, you're going now?"

Tris heads toward the door. "Yes, now."

They both quickly run over to her and give her a hug.

Marlene suddenly moves Tris's shirt to the side to reveal her shoulder.

"Oh Jeez, it's like your skin is indented now." She whispers as she studies her healing bullet wound.

Tris slowly pulls her shirt back up, and Marlene returns her hand to her side.

"Tris, honestly, I'm scared of what'll happen next. I mean, you were almost killed in the first mini game! So, if it was that hard on the first game, imagine the next. The thing is, how did you manage to do it?" Marlene asks quietly.

Tris glances at both Uriah and Marlene. "You know, I was hella scared when I was going through the obstacle course. Like, I had no idea when Peter would shoot, or if I'd fall. But the thing is, when you're actually in the game, you don't panic. It's more like a survival mode turns on, and then you're not thinking about everyone, just the red button."

"Tris, that's not what she meant. What she means is, how did you doit? Strategically know what to do and how, scale the rock climbing wall and put on the harness hella fast, shoot the gun perfectly, dodge Peter's blows successfully, use hand combat skillfully to win." Uriah explains.

This stops Tris from speaking.

Marlene rakes a nervous hand through her hair. "You had experience didn't you? You knew how to do the whole freaking course like it was your home."

Tris shakes her head, "No. It's not like-"

"-So how the hell will we do with our mini game without experience? Huh?" Marlene interrupts already nervous.

Tris rubs at her face. "Look, did you guys hear my theory at the end before I was shot?"

They both stare at her blankly.

Tris nods. "Okay, well, I told Peter that if he didn't notice, the whole obstacle course was basically built for me to win. I think the whole main game is on our side. Like, they'll be fair and even with each team, but they'll be rooting for Group B to win. Does that make any sense?"

Marlene sighs. "Not everyone is as clever as-"

"No, I'm not clever. We all are clever. Do you remember when we first got here? They said, 'You've all been watched. You've all been chosen for your skills and cleverness.' The thing is, each game is set up to fulfill our own skills. So, some of the skills I was good at were shooting, hand- eye coordination, hand combat, and climbing." Tris answers.

"So, whoever is picked next, their mini game will focus on their skills? And so on?" Uriah continues.

Tris nods. "Yeah, like that."

Marlene nods slowly. "But I don't know what I'm good at."

Tris feels a vibration in her pocket. Her phone had a message. She doesn't pick it up.

"Marlene, I really gotta go give these before they become hella cold, but just remember, everyone is good at something, or a load of things. And you just don't realize it now, but it looks like everyone here will find out what they're good at, and very soon. But meanwhile, just please, stay positive like you always are?"

With that, Tris gives them both quick side hugs, then moves on to the next room.

3 more burritos to go. Tris thinks tiredly.

She pulls her phone out of her pocket and glances at the time. 8:15 a.m.

She'd taken at least half an hour so far, and now all she had to give burritos for was Christina, Will, and Tori.

Tris knocks on the door and slowly stands back. A boy with blonde hair and light green eyes opens the door.

Tris smiles. "Hi Will."

Will nods and rubs at his eyes. A few seconds later, his eyes suddenly widen.

"Oh! Oh, Tris?!" He asks in shock.

Tris laughs a bit. "You don't want to know how many times I've gotten that reaction."

Will gestures for Tris to come inside, and when she does, she spots Christina by the mirror doing make up.

"Well, I bought some breakfast if you were hungry?" Tris asks them both.

Christina immediately turns. "Oh Goodness, I'm starving to- Tris!" She exclaims happily while throwing her arms around her neck and giving a hug.

Tris smiles while handing Will a burrito from her side. When Christina steps back, she does the same to her.

"And how are you feeling?" Christina asks Tris with a giddy smile.

Tris grins, her enthusiasm was certainly contagious. "Light. Relieved. I'm fine."

"You're here by yourself?" Christina asks.

Tris glances over at Will, who's eating his burrito already.

"Uh, yeah. I came alone. Just stopped by all the rooms. Have one more though, so I need to-"

"Who's the last one for?" She asks.

Tris looks at the last burrito in her hand. "Um. Tori."

"Hey, Will?" Christina calls.

He looks over at her, already almost done eating.

"Can you do me a HUGE favor and give this burrito to Tori? Please?" She asks.

Tris has to look away at the googly, flirty look she gives Will.

Oh gosh. Bleh. I gotta get used to this now? Tris groans to herself.

The door shuts and when Tris glances at the plate she was holding, it was empty.

Christina pulls Tris over to her bed and puts the plate away.

"Okay, we need to talk. I just got rid of Will, but it won't be too long. Now, where's your boyfriend first of all?" Christina asks.

"My- My who?" Tris stutters. "You mean, Four?"

Christina rolls her eyes. "Modesty, modesty. Sheesh. So why'd ya leave him? Won't he get worried?"

Tris groans. "He's not my boyfriend, what the hell?"

Christina looks genuinely confused. "He's not? Are you sure?"

"Yes. I'm positive."

"Then why'd... Wait, do you know about what he did?"

Tris pauses. "Oh shoot, is he a serial killer? I share a room with a freaking murderer and no one-"

"-He's not a serial killer or any sort!" Christina interrupts. "It's just... It seemed like he was your boyfriend."

"How so?"

"Well." Christina sighs. "He was so caring and- whatever. You know the Observation Room?"

Tris nods, waiting for her to continue.

"Well, let's just say that the moment the first shot was fired, he left the room?"

"He left the room? Are you even allowed to do that?"

Christina groans. "That's not the point, Tris! He couldn't bear to see you hurt, and he couldn't take it, so he left!"

"Leaving doesn't even mean anything. I would've left if I saw so much blood. To be quite honest, I'd throw up."

Christina rolls her eyes. "Well, there's more. You know when you were about to push the button? That's when everything got real violent, but Four finally walked back in. After you pushed the button with Peter and there was a tie, the screen read, 'Whoops. That wasn't supposed to happen. To be fair, you can get your teammate.' We all ran as fast as we could, and the boys ran to grab you, but Four literally went insane and possessive over you-"

"Wait, I only remember screams, cries, and a bunch of people grabbing for me. But then one person pushed them all away and carried me. That's when I blacked out. So Four carried me?" Tris insists suspiciously.

Christina nods. "Honestly. And he carried you like a precious gem while whispering to you God knows what, and then Tori came and he didn't trust her after what happened-"

"- But I needed to be healed. Except since she wasn't letting him stay in the room because he was so 'possessive' she injected him with something? I saw it in the trash can."

Christina nods again. "Yep. It knocked him out. We were all freaked, but Tori just closed the door, and after 15 minutes of putting an unconscious Four into your room and the. waiting, we were allowed in, where we saw you all cleaned up and asleep."

Tris nods, quiet.

"So, enough of that gloomy stuff. What I was trying to say was, he totally has feelings for you."

Tris's frown immediately disappears. "Oh Jeez, Christina!"

Thankfully, the door knob is unlocked and Will walks in.

Christina rolls her eyes as Tris jumps to her feet and gives a hug to Will. "Thank you so much! You're a life saver!"

Will looks from Tris to the Christina suspiciously, then sighs. "Um. Your welcome."

Tris walks near the door, but pauses when Christina calls her name.

"Yeah?"

"Get to your room fast, I know he's freaking out."

Tris sighs. "Okay, sheez."

Tris slowly turns the key in the door knob and quietly walks into the room.

"Hey..." Tris greets while shutting the door.

"Where'd you go?" He asks, his voice low.

"Um. Just out, why?"

"Why didn't you reply to my texts? I thought they took you or something."

"What?" Tris asks while pulling out her phone. "Seriously?" There were 10 unread messages.

"Dang. Whoops. Well, anyway, did you eat something?" Tris asks while walking over to her bed and flopping on to it tiredly.

Four rolls his eyes. "Yeah. A burrito that someone left. You know, you could've woken me up."

Tris shrugs. "I didn't want to. You needed to sleep."

He scoffs. "I got a load of sleep. You however, apparently did not."

She sighs. "Fine. I'll sleep right now if that's what you want."

Four groans and Tris watches him rub at his face.

"Why are you acting all stressed out?" She asks, slightly annoyed.

"No reason. I mean, we're in a death trap of a game, and now my room mate disappeared, shortly encountering a near-death experience just a while ago. But you know, I'm feeling dapper now."

Tris studies Four's tousled hair and ruffled t-shirt. "Really? You're looking anything but dapper."

"There's something called sarcasm."

"Yeah, I know, and I'm a master of it." Tris replies.

"Can you just answer seriously?" Four exclaims with a frustrated throw of his hands.

Tris rolls her eyes and sits up. "Will you quit acting like we're some sort of married couple and I just left you? And I was gone for not even a freaking hour! Shut up and just chill!" Tris complains loudly.

Four suddenly quietens and drops his face into his hands. "Oh God." He moans.

Tris tenses a bit, then after watching him for a few minutes, not moving, she starts to feel guilty.

"Ok, I'm sorry. I was being selfish, I didn't realize that my leaving would hurt you. If you left me, I'd freak out and be hella pissed off with you as well. But I just made breakfast for everyone because they were real nice and caring back when I woke up from my black out."

Four still doesn't move his position.

Oh, why the hell do I always have to be so cold? Tris thinks hopelessly.

Not knowing what to do, she walks toward Four and sits in front of him.

"Hey? I'm sorry?" Tris insists soothingly as she tries to peek through his hands.

No answer. Tris blows out a gush of air from her puffed cheeks.

She slowly reaches for his hands and mildly pulls them away. "Four, I'm sorry. okay?"

His fingers slowly tighten around hers. "I know... It's fine. Just... Don't do that again?"

Tris bites back a remark and glances down at their hands.

After sitting in silence, gently, Tris uses her thumbs to draw soothing circles onto his. She can now feel his eyes on her, but she doesn't look up.

They were so close, his breathing was tickling the top of her forehead, but she knew she wouldn't be able to control herself if she glanced up. So she doesn't.

But after a few minutes, Tris finally does look up, and her nose lightly brushes against his.

Tris tries to force herself to pull away, but she feels so addicted, so pulled in. She can feel the pleasurable heat radiating off of his body.

Four slowly leans in, and she lets her eyes fall closed, her head tilt up-

-But then there's a loud knock on the door.

Tris immediately jumps away from Four and rubs a hand across her face. "Sorry." She gasps, her breath light and quick.

Tris ignores Four and runs over to the door, she unlocks it quickly and smiles at Tori who's standing there.

"Um. hi, sorry for disturbing you. You look a bit tired."

Tris shakes her head. "No, it's fine."

"Well, I was just stopping by to say thank you for the breakfast. And, I wanted to give you this." Tori answers while holding out a small, white box.

Tris grabs it and laughs as she opens it. "Chocolate cake?"

Tori shakes her head, "Nooo. This. Is. Amazing. You need to eat it. If you don't try it, then you have not lived."

Tris laughs again while brushing a strand of hair off her face. "Well, thanks so much!"

Tori smiles and gives a wink. "Just happy you're feeling better."

Tori looks into the room and over at Four. "Good Morning."

"Morning." Four answers, a bit gruffly.

"Well, I'll be going now, and remember to try the cake!" Tori calls while walking away.

Tris grins. "Of course!" And then she closes the door.

Tris sets the box of cake onto the counter, then walks straight into the bathroom.

"Hope I didn't ruin ketchup for you." She tells him quietly, before closing the door.

She didn't want to think about what had just occurred with her and Four.

But it felt so good, so right. Tris quickly shakes her head. But she didn't even properly know him either. She didn't even know his favorite candy or color.

Everything was happening too fast, She had to step back and slow her pace. She was kidnapped in an insane game, and a relationship was the last thing on her mind.

She had to stop thinking about him!

So instead, she turns on the water for the shower.

A/N- Holy shit. This was the most hardest chapter ever! My freaking GOODNESSSS.

I literally had this chapter done. But then it seemed too happy so I had to erase the whole thing and RE-WRITE it.

But then again, I went a happy direction, and I kept forgetting that TRIS ALMOST DIED. So yeah.

I basically deleted and re-wrote this chapter 4 times.

Again, I CANNOT THINK OF ANYTHING FOR MY OTHER STORY I'M HAVING A HORRIBLE WRITER'S BLOCK! I have no clue when I'll get a chapter for Mission Complicated out!

Either way, yeah. So.. Um..

Oh yeah! Leave a review, fave, follow, whatever you want.. Tell me how you're feeling so far..

And if there was any sort of error or grammatical mistake, I'M SO SORRY! I just didn't want to prolong the chapter any longer. (And there were no red squiggly lines)

And I'll see ya all later on the next chapter, BYEEE!

(LMAOO, watch me post this, then remember I was supposed to announce something.)