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Hey guys I'm back with another one ayy. Sorry for the typos I most likely have in this I was in a hurry trying to get this up before hitting the hay, I have 2 tests tomorrow and I haven't studied at all :))))

We have a little more Peter x Kat dialogue in this. Next chapter will probably have this little Peter POV text where he *thinks* about Katherine. Well anyways hope you enjoy this! And I have the ending and major things that will be happening in this story planned out but you can always leave me requests that i can fit in :)

I feel like I'm wrapped in plastic. It's hard to open my eyes. I can pretty much feel the morphine running through my veins. It was better than pain I guess. Opening my eyes I figure out the dimly lit room is medical. The bed sheets are made out of plastic. I wonder why, this was far from comfortable. I push my legs over the edge of the bed and sit up. Starting to pull out needles from my veins. My stomach felt weird, lifting my shirt I think I figured out why. A long scar running from my hipbone up to my ribcage on the right side of my body. It was sowed up and covered in bandages. I pressed the taped part back against my skin, covering the gnarly gash. I didn't see any nurses around, I wanted to ask if they had any Erudite magic cream to heal this. They definitely had it, I remember learning about it in biology class. It could heal minor injuries without leaving a scar and bigger ones may not heal as much but still better results were seen than if it were to heal on its own. And that was years ago, surely it must have improved over the years.

I run a hand through my not so glossy auburn curls, they almost reached down to my waist. I needed a shower and a good amount of conditioner to tame this mess. ''What time is it?'' I mutter to myself. To my surprise a small blonde girl pokes her head out of the door across the room. The light from behind the door illuminated this huge hall a little bit.

''You're awake? How are you feeling?'' She walked towards me. I just look up at her, I'm still groggy. ''Oh god, what have you done.'' She said disapprovingly looking at the tubes next to me on the bed.

''Sorry about that.'' I say. ''I'm feeling alright, I guess.'' Another pause. ''Can I leave?''

''Well usually after a surgery like this we would have to keep you in at least over night. Your appendix ruptured if you are wondering. Nothing life threatening.'' She says a reassuring smile on my face while collecting the things off my bed.

''How about performance threatening?'' I ask worried. ''Well if you are feeling better I guess you could get back to training, try to avoid one on one fights, keep the bandages dry and come for check-ups.''

I nod in agreement. ''Will it heal, the scar I mean.''

''we have something for that, if you want it. Most of dauntless like to keep theirs.'' She pressed her hand against my stomach patting and pinching it. I squeeze my eyes shut, it didn't hurt much but her hands were cold. ''Yeah well I guess I don't qualify as most of dauntless then.'' I breathe out relieved her hands left my skin. Standing up from the bed, I don't feel the pain from the fight which happened.. when exactly? ''How long was I out?''

''Not long it's only 1 am.'' I check to see if I can find a window or a skylight. ''You shouldn't feel much pain because of the amount of painkillers we gave you but you'll definitely feel it in the morning.'' She pressed a bottle of pills into my palm. ''Take two at once'' I nod at her one last time before walking out trying to find my way back to the dorms.

I pass the pit at one point, It was filled with people, no initiates though. We didn't usually stay up this late knowing we needed to wake up at 7am. And to our defence after a day of training with Four not many could keep their eyes open after 11pm. But there were exceptions. I knew Tris started sneaking out to go train. Good for her, she needed the extra time. I tagged along a few times but mostly I had other pass times at these late hours.

I finally reach my destination. The door was half open. It was silent inside only laboured breathing and slight snoring filling the space. It was so dark I tried to reach my bed without stepping on anyones shoes or hitting something but that was short lived. My foot got caught in someones bag but before I could fall head first into the cement floor I grabbed ahold of someones bed post. I managed to be semi quiet with this whole ordeal but apparently I woke up the person sleeping in the bed I just invaded. A hand grabbed mine and pressed me into the mattress. ''Ow'' I hissed.

''Stiff!?'' A familiar voice whispered. Pulling his hands off me and letting me turn my head so I could catch a breath. ''What the fuck were you thinking? I could've hurt you!?'' Another low whisper. I huffed propping myself up on my elbows, blowing the strands of hair off of my face.

''You're the one leaving your shit everywhere lying around, I tripped.'' He rubbed his eyes, his hair messy from the few hours of sleep he had already gotten. Thats when I saw that the obnoxious candor was shirtless and still had his hand on my thigh leaning on it for support. ''Ahem'' I say, eyes motioning for him to keep his hands to himself.

He pulled back, leaning against the bedpost behind him. ''You're the one practically climbing into my bed at night.'' ''I fell idiot.'' I shot back, keeping my eyes fixated on his. She would never admit it out loud to anyone but Peter didn't look half bad. The intense training had given him quite a lot of muscle. He was half a head taller than her, with green eyes and messy dark brown hair. His eyes took in her body, lingering on her lips for a moment longer until his gaze reached her eyes that familiar smirk on his lips again. "You know if you want to stay, be my guest."

"Ugh as if." I mutter, rolling my eyes before pushing myself off the excuse of a bed.

"Who let you out anyway, we thought you died. You should've seen Al. He was a mess." He whispered before I could leave to find my bed and actually fall asleep again. "What?" I ask standing in front of Peter his leg stretched out in-between mine. He was leaning on his arms now looking up at me nonchalantly. "Yeah, when you passed out Four told us to wait for him to get back and took off with you. We waited for like an hour, Al looked like he was about to throw himself into the chasm." "Oh" I get out. "Is he okay?" Did I even care? Just one less person to compete against.

"Yeah, yeah, Will and Christina calmed him down. I think he cried himself to sleep somewhere in a corner." Peter answered clearly bored of Al's crybaby antics. I just hum in understandment. Lost in thought I walk away without another word. Peter stared at me until I got to my bed and started to change my clothes. I could hear him laying back down on his bed shuffling around. I unzip my hoodie and change into a T-shirt we were given on our arriving day. I had already spent a huge amount of my points on new clothes, I couldn't stop myself. Mar just kept adding things to my basket. But this shirt was a nice oversized fit. I leave the leggings on, it gets cold in here anyway.

I wake up to people shuffling around my bed. How had I missed the best part of the morning, Four and his metal stick. I groan turning around in bed still keeping my eyes closed. Thats when I hear Christina muse ''Ooh she's alive guys.'' I open my eyes only to be met with five other pairs of eyes staring at me.

''Are you okay, Kat? I'm so sorry about what happened'' Al starts to apologise. ''I'm fine Al, theres nothing to apologise for.'' I give a reassuring smile to his guilty face, he did have a black eye. Pushing the covers off of my sore body. The nurse was right, the morphine would wear off quick.

''You're bleeding Kat.'' Tris said looking at my once white shirt. I groan pressing my head back into my pillow. I was not in the mood to deal with this. ''Great'' I huff. Swinging my legs over the edge of the bed slipping my trainers on. Those combat boots they gave us and what most of us wore were awful. The looked ugly and they were just uncomfortable. I knew that dauntless wasn't exactly a faction where people with fashion in high regard came to but what were they going to do. Kick me out because my choice of weapon was a killer outfit. I'd like to see that.

Walking back from medical towards the cafeteria with fresh bandages I was pleased to see that all of my friends were still there. ''And she lives!'' Mar's voice echoed through the huge cave.

''Indeed I do.'' I reply sitting down in the free spot made for me between herself and Uriah. Uriah placed an apple in front of me. ''Peter already told us what happened.'' He said. ''Willingly?'' I ask raising my eyebrows. The toothy grin that appearing on his face told me otherwise. ''Let's just say h-'' He was cut off by Mar ''It's not like he had anything better to do than have a nice friendly chat with us.'' A smile on her face as well.

Mar proceeds to fill me in on everything I missed. Somebody had a fight yesterday in the pit it got so bad Eric had to break it apart. One guy even got a glass bottle smashed into his face. ''Oh and I almost forgot, tomorrow night, were throwing a rager in the pit. Zekes older sister is turning 20 and she's a nice girl so everyone is going to come and celebrate.'' I down my 2 painkillers with her leftover water. ''Sounds great, can I take a shower at your family's apartment again?'' Mar had offered me this when I got here. Pretty much none of the dauntless born used the shared shower. Many didn't even sleep there. Basically it wasn't allowed but it's not like Lauren had the time and cared enough to do a body count each night and demand people where they had their shower. ''Yes, let's go tomorrow so you can pick out an outfit for me too.'' Now it was her turn to look at me with puppy dog eyes. ''Sure''

You would think that dauntless initiates were these obedient soldiers, training day and night just to protect the city but most of us were just here to have a good time. We chose dauntless to be brave, protect others and have a hell of a time. Dauntless didn't enforce many rules and we weren't expected to keep on attending school. We were taught everything we needed to know to survive in this world in the shared 13 years of school experience we got. Instead of staying in school like Erudite and Candor we learned how to fight, how to protect ourselves and others. Without us the city wouldn't be safe from the factionless riots or whatever was lurking behind that fence. I was here for another reason, for another job. Something that didn't exactly exist yet. I knew it was a long shot for me to survive here but turns out I can throw a mean punch If id want to. But id rather be dead than be on fence duty for the rest of my life here.

We took a break from combat today. We were going outside of the compound for a run, a long one. To show everyone the territory and which places to avoid. A few years ago dauntless had soldiers out patrolling the streets. To make sure the faction less stayed in line and no one was causing any trouble. But since dauntless has had lesser initiates making the cut lately there weren't enough people to put out on the streets so they focused on guarding the fence only. Since then there are some places around the town people are advised not to visit. Usually they were filled with the faction less that could cause trouble. Last year a kid from erudite went missing and no one ever found him. The parents were devastated and pleaded that dauntless started patrolling the streets again but Jeanine Matthews the leader of erudite was against it so the matter was pushed aside.

The weather was nice outside. It was the last month of summer. I hand combed my hair back into a high ponytail while stretching out in the sun. Christina was grumpy as hell, running really wasn't her thing. It wasn't mine either but I feel like this is just what I need today. To get all of this excess energy out of me, I'm practically bouncing in place eager to sprint somewhere. Four wasn't expecting me but chose not to question my attendance. We started off with a jog to my disliking but I turned the situation around when I challenged Will to race the train with me. He was a fast runner but not so good at long distance runs. At first I let him pass me but after a minute he couldn't keep up with my pace anymore so he slowed down. I kept on giving it my all until the train was right next to me. I gave myself one last push and slowed down to a stop watching the train whoosh past me. I turned around trying to catch my breath shaking my legs waiting for the others to catch up.

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