*Last time on A FourTris Christmas*

Before I know it, a strong arm has wrapped around my waist and the other has a hand covering my mouth. I manage to bite the hand covering my mouth, causing my attacker to release it momentarily before I take that opportunity to scream for Tobias and knee them in the groin.

"FOUR!" I yell, praying to God that he can hear me. I see a shadow at the opposite end of the hallway and realize that it's Uriah. I let out one more shrill scream before a fowl smelling cloth covers my mouth and everything goes dark.

Chapter Four

When I wake up, I feel drowsy beyond belief. I try to open my eyes, but once the light hits them they snap shut immediately. I can feel a slight throb coming from the back of my head.

What happened to me?

Once I gather my bearings I attempt to open my eyes once again, expecting to find myself in the lair of a villain. Instead, I am surrounded by steel grey walls and appear to be lying on a very comfortable black couch.

I take a few moments of thinking before I realize that I'm in Uriah's room.

What? How did I get here?

There's a note on the table in front of the couch addressed to me. I gently lift it up, trying not to move too quickly to prevent any additional pain to my head, and open up the sloppily folded piece of paper.

Tris,

In case you haven't figured it out yet, you're in my apartment. I heard you screaming and attacked your attacker. I stepped out to go get Four and inform the infirmary that they probably want to get the bastard out of the hallway. I'll try to explain everything when I get back.

Don't go anywhere. It shouldn't take that long.

-Uriah

Huh. That answers a lot of questions. Now I just want to know who attacked me… It could've been Peter, I suppose. Especially after that warning he dropped off back at the apartment. Peter is definitely the number one suspect.

I guess I could add Eric to the suspect list, but he hasn't real done anything hostile towards me. Not since initiation, anyways.

*Al. Al could be a suspect. Ever since the incident during initiation, Al hasn't been the same. My lack of forgiveness had a big effect on him I suppose. It's a miracle he even got to stay in Dauntless.

I guess I'll just have to wait on Uriah to get back.

*look more time lapses woot this one is probably twenty minutes woot for time*

I hear footsteps approaching in the hallway and for a moment I'm worried it's my attacker coming to finish the job. That is until I hear the conversation coming from the hallway.

"Hurry up, Uriah. Open the damn door," Tobias demands, a hint of worry mixed in with his serious demand.

"Give me a minute, Four. I have to find my key." I roll my eyes at this. I could answer the door for them but I decide I'll let Uriah handle it. I'd probably scare them half to death if I opened the door while they think I'm unconscious from whatever drug that cloth was doused in.

Eventually, the high pitched jingling of keys signals that Uriah has found his apartment key. Once the key slides into the lock, I can see the door knob turn a bit before a clicking noise signals that he has finally unlocked the door.

As the door opens, Tobias plows past Uriah and glances around before spotting me on the couch. He hastily walks over and envelops me in a hug unlike no other.

"Are you okay?" he asks, his face chiseled with concern.

"I'm fine," I reply. Besides the minor headache, there's nothing really wrong with me.

Uriah walks over and sits on the table across from us.

"I assume you want to know who attacked you," he says, a small frown appearing on his face as he recalls the events from earlier today.

"Yeah, that'd be nice to know, Uri," I tell him, hoping to get this over with sooner rather than later.

"Well, I'll start from the beginning," he states. This should be interesting. "I had been on my way to the Pit hoping to do some Christmas shopping when I realized I left my wallet in my apartment, so I turned around to come back and grab it. When I got to your floor I saw two shapes at the end of the hallway struggling and heard someone scream. I ran towards the figures to find that Al was holding an unconscious Tris in his arms and trying to haul her away. I knocked him over, causing him to drop you, and beat him up until he was unconscious. I think he muttered something about loving you and you loving him but it was hard to hear him while I was bashing his face in."

After a pause to regain his thoughts, Uriah continues, "I picked Tris up and carried her back here since I knew Four wasn't in the apartment, I had seen him when I had first walked into the Pit. I decided it would be best just to leave her here with the doors locked while I got Zeke to go guard Al's unconscious form until the infirmary could pick him up. He said he'd come over once Al was taken away, by the way. I got Four and brought him back with me and now we're here."

I feel my heart drop a little bit. Al. It would've been easier if it would've been Peter, at least he would've been attacking me because he hates me, not because he wants me to love him.

I give Uriah a sincere hug whispering my gratitude before pulling away.

"Thanks, Uri. I owe you big time."

"Nonsense, I'd do anything for you," Uriah smiles back at me.

"I think whatever Al drugged me with made me a little tired. Come on, Four. Let's go home," I state, desperately wanting to sleep in my own bed for a while.

"Bye Uri, thanks again," I call before leaving his apartment with Tobias holding my hand as if he's afraid I'll disappear at any moment. Once we're in the hall, Tobias pulls me into his side and plants a kiss to the top of my head.

"I'm so glad you're safe," he says, just as we walk through the door of our apartment.

"Me too," I whisper, getting drowsier and drowsier by the minute.

I change into some pajamas and slide into bed with Tobias. He wraps me in his arms and just as I drift off into an abyss of peaceful darkness, I hear him throatily whisper, "I love you," but I'm too far gone to reply.

A/N: Yay, the cliffhanger has been resolved! To address a few things from this chapter: I decided that Al would be alive for this story. I already have a plan for how I want things to unfold with him so bear with me. I think it might actually not be terrible. This was kind of a weak chapter, I know, but at least I resolved the cliffhanger and left you with a little FourTris! Also: THIS WILL NOT BE TRISIAH. I PROMISE. Within the next few chapters that little exchange between Uriah and Tris will be further explained, but just know that it definitely won't be Trisiah. Alright. Love you guys! You're all fabulous! Thanks for your support and everything, it was wonderful to wake up to follows and favorites and reviews! Don't forget to leave a review if you have time, they encourage me to write more! I should have another chapter up later today, but I don't know what time. I'll leave you with a quote from one of my dear friends, "Be fafa, not haha!" xx, chrissym453