"Dres you have to promise me no matter what happens protect Beatrice." Natalie urged gripping the face of younger woman crouched beside her as they huddled in the trees close to the edge of Abnegation. "She is like you the serum won't have worked on her."

"You find her I will get the package…"

"You don't know where it is I will go you find… Beatrice." The woman, Dres followed Natalie's gaze to the houses and saw three guards dragging a young blonde dauntless recruit to the clearing between them pointing guns at her.

There was no planning after that as Natalie just took off through the trees shooting at the Dauntless guards as she ran to her daughter. Sighing Dresden decided the package would have to wait as she got up and sprinted after Natalie taking out one of the guards as she did. Natalie set to work helping Tris out hugging her whilst Tris asked a million questions. Dres wondered how this girl had managed to stay hidden in Dauntless for ten weeks she was so obviously Erudite it was painful.

"Whilst this reunion is adorable we have to move now no way that didn't get someone attention close by." That was Dres straight to the point, no time for dealing with other people's emotions. Nothing was worse as far as Dres was concerned than someone coming to her in tears, she wasn't kind and she had no patience for other people's problems.

Tris knew straight away the woman stood with her mother was Dauntless, she stood like a Dauntless moved like a Dauntless and her lack of patience and care for an emotional moment defiantly suggested Dauntless. There was something else about her that was familiar like she'd seen her before, her clothes though suggested she was factionless. Tris wondered if she was an initiate that had failed but no, she looked much too old for that. She looked closer to Four's age than her own.

Natalie lead the way around the back of the houses and into the city, been Abnegation she knew the area and been Dauntless meant she hadn't been able to resist the temptation of setting up escape routes through the city. Dres took the rear guarding their backs she could see Tris wasn't in a fit state to do it properly.

They'd barely made it half a block when they started getting shot at, making a break for a door way Dres kept walking backwards shooting at the Dauntless coming at them. She tried to aim for their legs, none fatal shoots but she'd always been a bad shot. Natalie at least was on it, pulling Dres and Tris into the doorway she made shot after shot until everyone was down.

Turning to see Tris standing over one of the Dauntless she was in shock it was obvious to see shaking she looked broken. She'd properly never killed anyone before Dres realised never taken a life, this was her first and by the look on her face she knew him.

"Dres that promise?" Natalie urged and Tris looked blankly at the two women wondering what was happening. Her mom was tightly gripping Dres' hands looking into her face.

"I promise."

"We have to move I'll go first." Natalie made it half way across the clearing before the shots started to ring out from their position Tris and Dres were able to take out the shooters as they made a break across to the other side Tris grabbing Natalie they ran past.

She'd been shot Dres could see it as Tris at her mother's insurance checked behind them to ensure they hadn't been followed into the ally way. She was dying, dropping to her knees Dres began to apply pressure to the wound but this was the spleen. Blood was coming thick and fast Natalie had barely moments left before she'd bleed out. Her eyes drifted shut as Tris pushed Dres back to get to her mother.

They didn't have time for this, they needed to move. "Tris we have to go… don't let her have died in vain we need to move!" Dres urged pulling on Tris's arm to get her to move to follow her further into the alley ways.

Busting into the old factory Tris began yelling for her Dad taking off between the machinery. Dres wanted to shoot her there on the spot how could she been such an idiot if there was anyone else in this building anyone who shouldn't be they had not cover now. They should have remained quiet until they found the others and got out of their but no Tris had to start mouthing off shouting for her Dad. Dres was sure Four would have trained her better than this, obviously she was wrong thinking Four would be able to pick up her old job easily after watching her through last year's initiation.

Thankfully however it seemed the only people she had alerted to their presences was the people they were looking for. Andrew Prior looked exactly as Dres remembered him, had it not been for his abnegation diet and life style she was sure he would have been a well-built man capable of fighting for his family. But Abnegation was weak they hid behind selfless acts and simple life styles. Sure this meant that Andrew was toned and strong but he had no real strength in those muscles in a fight he would quickly tire due to lack of protein and nutrients. The man next to him though might have worn the clothes of abnegation but Dres knew him to be a selfish man selfish and cruel. Marcus Eaton, a self-righteous bastard Dres had hoped he was dead killed in the attack or at the very least stuck their it was nothing less than what he deserved.

"We need to shut down the simulation." Tris stated looking up at her as her father worked to patch up his daughters wounded shoulder. She'd been shot before she and Natalie had found one another and finding Natalie had only happened by chance as she had searched for Four. Who had managed to send her a coded message that something was happening this morning giving her chance to get into the city. Her plan had been to watch from the roof tops but then she'd seen Four been lead away so she'd come down to save him. That was when she had run into Natalie Prior who had recognised her and asked for her help. She needed to get something from her house, all she would say was it was important. She'd also wanted to get her daughter to safety. Dres knew Tris was important to Four he'd mentioned her so she agreed to help understand Four could take care of himself.

"I don't know where they are controlling it from." Dres replied she knew Tris was right they needed to stop it but she didn't know how.

"Dauntless, Erudite has been shipping things in for weeks according to Four it must be in Dauntless." It made sense Dres nodded.

"Dauntless will be guarded though." Andrew pointed out. He had taken the death of his wife very well taking comfort in the fact she had died to save both Tris and Dres. He saw it as a good death a selfless death the kind any abnegation would be happy to die.

"There's away in." Tris stated looking up at Dres who just nodded understanding that Tris meant via the jump the initiates would take. It was less known, so likely less guarded if it was guarded at all. It was a solid plan they just had to get to the train.

Only the Prior's and Marcus Eaton would accompany them the rest of the escapee's would make for Amity, they should be safe out there. Standing just back from the tracks in the shadows of a building Dres carefully watched her watch. They need to time this perfect so they were in the open as little time as possible before they were on the train. "Now!" Dres told them as she ran out of the shadows and along the side of the track barely a moment later the train rounded the bend at speed and started down the straight they were running along.

Dres was the first to make the jump opening the train doors turning to pull Caleb and Andrew Prior on Tris jumping up after them. Dres wanted to leave Marcus as he struggled but Andrew… selfless Andrew reached out to help him on the train. Dres stepped away from the group walking to the window she stood and watched the buildings rushing by waiting until they would have to jump. She worried about Four as she stood there what they would be doing to him. What they would be testing him for and what they would test on him.

"Dres… Dresden?" Tris looked over at the woman stood opposite her looking out the train windows, "Dresden Coulter?" She asked finally putting two and two together, the name the facial familiarity was because she'd seen a photograph of her in Four's room the pair of them on her wedding day. She was Dresden Coulter. Four had told her about Dresden Eric's wife he said she had been killed trying to save a child from a fire in factionless a few weeks after the previous year's initiation. Her death had pushed Eric over the edge, made him the cold heartless bastard Tris had met. But here she was Tris was sure this woman was her alive and well. "You're her right, you're Dresden Coulter… Eric's wife?"

"No one calls me that anymore." Dres stated glancing back at Tris who couldn't believe it, she'd obviously seen photographs of Dresden Coulter. She knew she was friends with Four but she'd imagined Eric's wife to be much crueller, less understanding that she was in pain. She'd just automatically imagined that Eric's wife must have been just like him cold and malicious. So Dresden wasn't a warm cuddly peace loving Amity but she was much more complex… almost. Surely Four would have told her if he knew, but Four had said she was dead. Maybe though that was why she faked her death to hide it. "I am." Dres confirmed without Tris even needing to say anything a loud. "We need to get ready to jump." Dres stated nodding towards the rooftop that was coming up signalling the end of the discussion.

Tris made the jump first followed by Caleb and Andrew Prior, once making sure they were across safely Dres jumped leaving Marcus on the training hoping he fell to his death or landed awkward at the very least. Rolling straight to her feet Dres just walked past Tris who was helping her father and brother up and vaulted herself over the ledge and down into Dauntless pulling out her gun as she did ready to shoot anyone that might be down their guarding the entrance. Speed she knew they had to do this quickly before Tris opened her mouth. Whilst it was assumed all the Dauntless were under simulation and no one else knew of this entrance Dres also knew Eric wasn't stupid it was likely someone would be guarding it anyway. Tris telling her family what to do would be heard down here and alert anyone to a jumper giving them an easy shot as they landed in the net. This way though they wouldn't have a warning.

Dres was right there was one guard stood with his back to the net at the door, as she fell Dres managed to shoot him. Anyone in the building likely wouldn't be under simulation therefore Dres had little remorse as she hit the net and the guard crumpled to the ground. Clambering off the net Dres could hear Tris telling them what to do and how there was a net at the bottom to catch them.

Marcus was the last to fall and both Tris and Dres left him to struggle out of the net themselves, despite age it was Tris that lead the way through the hallways whilst Dres stayed at the back making sure they weren't attacked from behind. She held back with the others as Tris went to engage the guard they had found walking the halls. Apparently his name was Peter he looked so young he must have been an initiate this year as Dres didn't recognise him at all and previously training the initiates had been her job. Though apparently one that Four had taken over.

Peter lead them to what was been used as the control room though really the number of guards in the hall way outside the room screamed 'secret lair' here! That was when Andrew Prior proved his faction decision, doing the most selfless thing possible taking the gun Tris had given him with and walking out into the hall way launching a one man attack giving his life to take as many of theirs and clear an easier path for them as possible.

Tris had taken off down the hall way after her father and the promise Dres had made to Natalie Prior to protect Tris had her running after them. Tris was crouched by her fathers body when it happened… they'd missed a guard or well he was down but not out. Seeing Tris' back turned and the gun raised Dres had done the only thing she could think to do and put her body between them.

The only experience Dres had of been shot was the sim darts used in war games, she'd been shot by Eric in the shoulder the previous year during initiation as his team had beat hers. He'd just smirked pressed a kiss on her forehead and left her lying on the ground clutching at her shoulder. Later that morning though when they'd been back in their apartment he'd made it up to her.

The reality was those darts were a fraction of the pain that didn't wear off it was like burning flesh as the bullet entered her thigh. It didn't leave though but the pain had her falling to the floor grunting in pain. She couldn't scream a scream this close would be too loud it would alert the Erudite the other side of the door. So she bit her lip as she grumbled to the ground pressing her hand against the wound trying to apply pressure to prevent blood loss.

It though got Tris' attention away from her father as she turned and put another bullet in the guard that had just shot Dres. "You need to keep moving." Dres told Tris through gritted teeth. "Stop the simulation, find Four." She insisted as Tris began to fuss over her leg but stopped at the commands Dres was giving her. Tris knew it was right, the wound wasn't fatal it wouldn't kill Dres and they had little time.

"I am going to stay here and try to not bleed out if you want to go in and end this preferably quite quickly and preferably without my help that would be great." Dres groaned as she pulled herself into a sitting position still applying pressure to the bullet wound in her leg it wasn't a throw shot which meant the bullet was still in her leg. That was good for the bleeding but bad for infection and other wonderful things like that not to mention possible muscle damage. Right now though leaving it in and binding the wound was her best bet.

As Tris headed into the control room, Dres took her knife to her top cutting away at the material to create a bandage. Caleb Prior crouched down in front of her to help her bind her leg. "The bullet needs to come out."

"It will once we are out of here." Dres stated leaning back against the wall letting her hands fall away from her now bound leg taking deep breaths trying to push the pain to the back of her mind.

"At the moment the evidence would suggest the bullet has missed any major arteries moving whilst the bullet remains inside your body risks allowing it to sever such an artery killing you." Bloody Erudite was all Dres could think, Erudite's and there theory the seldom worked in reality.

"Congratulations Erudite you read a book on field injuries reality doesn't work like that Erudite you take the bullet out now without the correct equipment without knocking me the chances of permanent damage are greatly increased this hall is filthy increasing the chance of infection. I can't pull this damn bullet out myself and you've only ever read a book on it again increasing the chance of damage. Four will deal with it once Tris returns with him. Right now we just need to cover it up stem the bleeding." Four had pulled a couple of bullets out a few people not least her husband. She knew that still pissed Eric off that Four had saved his life in Factionless. He'd been shot the bullet was still lodged in his shoulder he hadn't been able to use his arm because of it and they needed to fight their way out. So Four had dug the bullet out and stitched him up best he could in the basement of an abandoned office block. He'd done pretty good work, the doctor at Dauntless had complimented it as he'd changed the stitches and re dressed it with sterile bandages. So if anyone was touching her leg it would be Four or if desperate Tris under her instruction basic first aid was taught during initiation.

"It doesn't sound good in there." Marcus Eaton commented from the door way and Dres wanted to throw something at him for his stupid comment. She too could hear the sounds of a definite fight going on. She didn't understand why Tris wasn't shooting them, she had a gun an Erudite with a gun couldn't outwit a Dauntless with a gun so what the fuck was she doing. Groaning, Dres pulled herself up and headed into the control room clutching her leg hoping the pressure might dull the pain putting weight had caused on it.

Shit! Was her first thought as she saw Tris fighting Four, obviously the Erudite bitch had found a way of controlling Divergents. Tris was losing as well her unwillingness to hurt Four was costing her and Four had he pinned to the ground, even with her gun pointed at Four Dres knew Tris was on the verge of losing this fight because she'd never pull the trigger. Then Tris did something no one was expecting she turned the gun on herself and refused to let Four look away as she told him it was okay and she loved him. She was offering herself up to be die, which was either incredibly brave or very stupid.

But Four wasn't pulling the trigger, Dres didn't really catch what happened until Four was shooting at the Erudite helping Tris. Dres fell back against the door listening to the fight listening to Tris demand, threaten try everything she could to get Jeanine to stop the simulation. She couldn't see what happened but something must have because the next thing she knew was Tris and Four were running out the room.

"Wow you look like death." Four commented crouching down next to her as they got to the door.

"Fuck you." Dres snarled as Four helped her stand when it became obvious she wouldn't be able to run he just swept her up into his arms. Looking to Tris his eyes met his fathers, rage filled his own but they didn't have time for this. Didn't have time for his father who was looking at him in shock.

"We need to move." Four stated holding Dres against his body as he started down the halls they'd need to fight there way out in a moment he couldn't help Tris holding Dres but at the same time he wasn't about to leave her.

"Your back… I can hold on and you can have your arms free." Dres stated and Four agreed putting her down before turning so she could climb on his back. And that was how they fought their way out of Dauntless Dres clung to his back like a monkey. The only time she really got in the way was running for the train. But once on board he placed her on the ground.

"The train is too bumpy you'll have to look at it when we get off." Dres told him before nodding her head signalling for him to go to Tris. Whilst Caleb crouched beside her and began to wrap bandages he'd made from his shirt around her leg to cover those from her shirt already soaked in blood. "Thank you." She smiled at the Erudite kid before leaning back and letting her eyes drift closed fuck she was tired.