Tris POV:

"Night, Christina!" I say, yawning halfway through it. We all go back to sleep in our dorms, for the last night until we get our apartments, and hope that we won't wake up with hangovers. Christina says goodnight back, and I fall asleep hoping for a good rest.

Then the nightmares start.

Tobias and I are barefoot and running away from Marcus. He trips and I fall down with him. Jeanine Matthews, Marcus, and Peter are together planning our death. Jeanine whispers in Marcus' ear. He smiles and pulls out his belt. Jeanine, Peter, and Marcus say in a monotone voice that this is for our own good. Tobias is petrified, but I motion for him to get out of the way. He does not, but I will die with my one true love. Marcus whips us and we recoil in pain. Peter takes out a flame thrower and cackles. Jeanine orders one of her guards to inject us with a death serum. None of it seems to do the trick. The next thing I know, I cannot breathe. Or move. I slump against Tobias, wanting to scream because when I touch him, he is stone cold. Dead.

I wake up with a terrible headache. Even Peter's snoring hurts my head. My neck has a cramp and my head feels horrible, and not just because of partying and drinking.

I run down the hall, careful not to wake anyone, until I pound on Tobias' door. "To-Four! Open up!' I shout, not wanting anyone to hear his real name.

Tobias POV:

I wake up to the pounding on my door. It is very annoying. Then I hear someone scream. "To-" it starts. There's only two people in Dauntless who know that name. Me and 's it. Is she all right? I think to myself. And right when I think that my door will brake off of its hinges, it blasts open.

Tris runs to the foot of my bed crying. She goes back, shuts the door quietly, and crawls up to my chest. She cries into it for awhile, then pulls back. I wipe a tear off of her face. Another one slides back down. "Tris?" I say, barely above a whisper, "Are you okay?" Though I know she's not.

"Yeah." Stop lying Tris. And as if she's reading my mind, "Well, I guess not."

"Nightmare?" I ask sincerely.

"Yeah." she says.

I start,"Can I ask what it was abou-" She's already crying into my chest. Come on Tobias, your girlfriend is crying. But how should I know what to do? It's probably in the boyfriend's book of how to be a good boyfriend. Tha-that's ridiculous! I wouldn't know that! Snap out of it and comfort her!

So I run my fingers through her hair. I was hoping for a good night's worth of sleep. What am I saying? That I don't want Tris? I do! She now means everything to me!

"Hey, Tris? Everything's gonna be all right." She slowly nods into my chest. "You can tell me anything, you know."

She sniffles one last time, then starts speaking, "Well, uh, you and I were running from Peter, Marcus, and Jeanine. They kept trying to kill us, and um, nothing worked until you died." She starts crying again and I even feel a tear slide down my face.

"Oh, Tris," I whisper, "You of all people should know that it wasn't real."

"Yeah, Uh, okay, sorry for disturbing your sleep," she says. But I can tell that it's not okay.

"Tris, wait. I didn't mean that. Stay here, " I say seriously, then think of something, "Besides, you don't want Peter to attack you." I say that last part with a smile.

"Will that stop the nightmares?" she asks, with a crinkle in her brow. God, she's so cute when she's worried.

"I don't know. But if bad dreams come, I'll fight them off."

"With what?"

"My bare hands obviously," I say.

Tris smiles at that and starts to doze off with my arm as her pillow. "Goodnight Tris," I say, then kiss her nose. I see her smile. And that helps me sleep too.