Hey guys, I'd just like to thank all of you got the reviews and support. I appreciate it a lot. I would just like to make it clear, however, that this is NOT a FourTris story. I honestly will ship anything but FourTris. Anyways, for my new story the votes are leaning towards Tris and Eric, but please keep voting! Enjoy the new chapter!

I haven't relaxed in days; just me, my remote, and a bottle of whiskey. The whiskey feels cold and soothing on my lips as I kick my feet up on my couch. Just as I get comfortable, I can hear screaming and yelling coming from across the hallway, followed by a loud shattering noise and even more screaming.

Without a thought, I throw my bottle of whiskey across the room and dart towards the end of the hallway. All of the doors are closed except for one. I immediately run into the room with an open door. It smells like scotch and blood, which is an odd mixture. Once I look down at the floor I find a sight that will haunt me interminably. It's Tris, lying on a bunch of shattered glass with pools of blood and scotch surrounding her. I gasp and feel a sweat coming on. I can't tell if she's breathing or not.

I pick her up bridal style and sprint to the infirmary. The glass from the floor is digging into my hands, but I have to ignore the pain. I'm receiving a lot of grimaces from the people in the compound as I run. I look down at Tris one more time before arriving at the infirmary.

The doctors immediately stop what they were doing and take Tris away from me. This is when I do something I've never done in public. I let a tear slip out of my eye and stream down my face. I go over to the sinks and I attempt to remove all of the pieces of glass from my hands, but it hurts like a bitch. One of the doctors comes over and helps me clean off my hands and bandages them. Turns out I need some stitches. It was worth it to get Tris here, though.

The doctor places me on a seat and gives me a couple shots inside my hands to numb them.

"What you did to get her here was very brave of you," he mentions. "If she would've gotten here any later she might've loss too much blood."

I shudder to think of Tris dying. She's everything to me, and if she weren't there it would tear me to as many pieces as the broken glass table I'm her apartment is in.

"She'll be okay though, right?"

The doctor looks up at me with a slight smile and says, "She'll recover from the blood loss within about two weeks. After that she'll be fine, just stitched up from the cuts."

I let out a sigh of relief before he starts to stitch up my hands. "She'll be okay," I tell myself over and over again.

"Do you know how this happened?" The doctor asked me with curiosity.

"I have an inkling," I reply slyly.

*Time Lapse*

These past few hours without Tris have been unbearable. The doctors won't let me see her until tomorrow.

All of this is Tobias' fault. He disgusts me so much. Tris did nothing to deserve all of this. Some days, I force myself to believe that I'm responsible for all of this. But actually, I'm not. Tobias is an insensitive bastard, and he deserves to feel as much pain and discomfort as Tris is right now, if not more.

I would never beat up Tobias that badly, so I have to give him discomfort in a different way. If all of the leaders knew what happened, they would definitely execute him, or kick him out of the faction. So once I get Tris' permission, I'm going to let Max know that Tobias nearly killed her. Tobias will never go near Tris again.

*The Next Day*

"Okay," the doctor started, "Tris had been unconscious ever since you brought her here, but this morning, she woke up and wouldn't stop babbling about how much she wanted to see you. You have one hour, and then you have to leave."

I knew Tris would walk to see me, but I didn't think that I would be the only person she'd want to see. I thought that I would see Christina, Will, Uriah, or Zeke when I walked in that room, but there was nobody there except for Tris. I respect the doctors for giving us an entire hour of privacy.

"Eric," Tris sighed, "I can't thank you enough. The doctors told me that you brought me here."

I sat next to the hospital bed that she was occupying. She reached out to grab my hand, and I let her. I looked down at her hand and saw several fresh stitches. They already started stitching her up. It relieves me that the healing process Tris is going through is moving at a fast pace.

"I will always find a way to save you," I purred in her ear and tucked her hair behind her ear.

She smiled at me, and then I decided to ask her about telling the other leaders what happened.

"Tobias did this to you, I assume."

She silently nodded her head and buried it into my chest.

"You did nothing to deserve this. He should go through as much pain and discomfort as you are right now," I stated. She lifted her head from my chest and looked me in the eyes with a stern look.

"Do not beat him up. I don't want you to get hurt."

"I wasn't going to," I tell her. "I wanted to get your permission first, but I think we should let the other leaders know. He could get kicked out of the faction, or he could get executed. He'll never touch you again."

Her eyes lighten up a little bit at the idea. She holds both of my hands and keeps her eyes on mine.

"I want him to die," she spits. "I can't live in fear of him anymore. I want you to tell them what happened."

I let out a sigh of relief. I remember her telling me that she still loved him the last time she was in this hospital room. She has no feelings other than hatred for him now.

"I'll let them know as soon as our hour is up."

*One Hour Later*

I approach Max's office, and I pound on the door. Through the window he looks startled, but then he sees that it's just me and relaxes. As soon as he opens the door, I rush inside. I shut the door behind me and the sound reverberated through the hallway. I reach up to the security camera in the corner of the room and I rip it off of the wall.

"Eric, what the hell are you doing?"

I don't answer him. Instead, I throw the camera on the ground and crush it to bits and pieces with my foot.

"I've got a hell of a story to tell you. Get the others in here now."

*Time Lapse*

"So you mean to tell me that Four nearly murdered our leader-in-training?"

Veronica, along with the other three leaders were in shock. They had always begged Tobias to become a leader, and I bet that they are thankful he never accepted the offers now.

"What do we do," Max asked, looking sick to his stomach. Max had always favored Tobias, but I bet that he doesn't now.

"We follow the protocol," Veronica states in a monotone. I'm glad they agree with my opinions.

"But the question is," I pause, "Which route do we take?"

"I want him dead," Max hisses. I couldn't agree with him more.

"We can only execute him if these incidents have happened before," Veronica mentions.

"Did I forget to mention that he has abused Tris twice before this incident? Haven't you ever caught that on the cameras?"

The other leaders look shocked. They are probably questioning why I never reported it, but they didn't ask. They probably understood it related to relationship problems.

"Because Four works in the control room," Max says. "We must set an execution date."

It needs to be soon. Tris gets out of the hospital in about two weeks, and if Tobias is still alive by then, I know he'll go after her again.

"It has to be before Tris gets out of the hospital," I point out. All of the leaders nod, except for Veronica.

She opens her mouth and protests, "But shouldn't Tris be able to watch her abuser die to ensure her safety to herself?"

Before thinking about it, I speak up.

"The only problem I have with that is that I'm the one to execute Four, but I know that Tris would want me by her side to comfort her while he gets shot between the eyes."

I shouldn't have said that, because the leaders didn't know that Tris and I used to be in a relationship. Even if it only lasted a couple days before being postponed, it still mattered for the both of us. And since we constantly flirt with each other and need each other's presence, it almost feels like a relationship to me.

I get a lot of confused looks from the leaders, and I don't blame them. My emotional ranting came out of nowhere.

"Eric, why the hell would Tris depend on you?" Max realized how that came out before saying, "I mean, no offense."

"You'll find out soon enough. Back on topic," I trail off. I'm not sure if Tris would be comfortable with me shouting it to the world that we're in love. I wouldn't even feel comfortable doing that myself.

"I think the execution date should be while Tris is in the hospital. Eric has a point I guess," Max said.

"Then let's make it a week from now. Eric, you have the honors of telling Four the news," Veronica perks up.

This pleases me a lot. I've hated Tobias since initiation and I knew something was off with him the whole time. Now, I get to murder him, and I get to tell him about it too.

"It'll be my pleasure," I grin.

*Time Lapse*

I want to make sure that Tobias and I are in a public place when I tell him he will be executed. I don't feel like getting beaten up today, but I do feel like beating him up. Not physically, but emotionally.

"Hey Four," I shout into the control room. I see his chair spin around, "A word?"

He stands up hesitantly and comes towards me. We are standing in the middle of the control room, where everybody could see and hear.

"I've been assigned to deliver a message to you," I smirk. He acts like he's so clueless, but I bet that he knows the words are coming. He's probably too afraid to hear it, though, and that pleases me.

"Am I in trouble?"

I laugh at him after he says this. His entire clueless act is not working at all.

"Of course you are Four! You nearly killed Tris! All because you can't fucking move on!"

At the sound of the words "nearly killed" everyone turns their chairs to us. Four's face flushes with anger.

"I did not commit such a crime, and I would not ever hurt Tris," he pretended. This was the last straw. I picked him up forcefully from the collar of his shirt.

"You really think I believe that shit? Tris told me that you did all of the abuse to her. I found her in her apartment, unconscious on the floor, with shattered glass and pools of blood surrounding her, and it was all your fault! Don't think for a second that she will forgive you, because she wants you dead."

Tobias is trembling under my grasp. I feel a wicked smile creep onto my lips. He looks frightened, and I'm enjoying every moment of it.

"You violated the laws of Dauntless, so therefore we have no other option. Your execution date is set for a week from today, Tobias Eaton."

I let go of the collar of his shirt, and he fell to the floor. He scurried away as everyone gasped. I might as well reveal his true identity if I wanted him to go through more pain. I walked away with pride while pumping my chest. I finally got what I wanted. To ruin the life of Tobias. The best part is that he actually deserved it.