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I look over at Eric before quickly looking away. "Yeah." I jump down from the tattoo table and walk out of the shop with Wes.

"What was that about?" Wes asks as we walk through the pit back to our dorm.

"I don't really know." I feel cold and confused without Eric's warm body being so near. I try to work through the feelings churning through me. I desire Eric. Then a thought almost stops me cold. What if he worked for my mother? He came from Erudite I am almost positive. I shake the thought from my head. I will have to try and get close to him and see if he is working with her. With how he was tonight it shouldn't be to hard. I just hope I don't get too deep.

"You okay?" Wes asks before we walk into the dorm room.

"I'm fine." I give him a slight smile before walking over to our bunk. Audi is already asleep in our bed, the whole bed. I try and push her over but she is all dead weight. She won't budge. "Damn," I turn to Wes as he walks over. "Can I sleep in your bunk?"

He looks at Audi and laughs, "climb up." He climbs into bed first and I quickly climb after him.

"Have I tolf you lately how much I love you, Wes?" I lay my head on his shoulder after he covers himself.

"You just don't want to sleep on the floor." Wes laughs as he wraps his arm around me.

I punch him lightly in the stomach before falling asleep.

I jerk awake as the trainers burst into the dorm turning on the lights and clanging on the metal bed frames. I can't believe I over slept. "Time to wake up!" I look toward the door and see Four and Tris but the voice I heard was Eric's. Where is he? "Well Amity. Looks like you lost your bed mate." I look down and there he is standing at my bunk with a nasty grin on his face.

"What? Where is she? Wes, don't freak out but Kaven isn't in bed." Audi sounds almost frantic.

"I know, Audi." He says as Audi's face pops up next to mine.

"Kaven!" She screams.

"Morning, Audi." I swing my legs over the bed and slide down to the floor. Right in front of Eric. He glares at me as I move around him to the dresser at the foot of the bunk.

"Three minutes initiates. Than up to the roof." Four calls out for the door.

"Why where you up there?" Audi asks as she comes to stand next to me at the dresser.

"You had the whole bed, my dear. So I asked Wes if I could sleep with him." I pull on a pair of pants after taking off my shorts.

"Where did you end up going that took so long?" Audi slipped into a pair of tight capris.

"Getting tattoos." I take off my shirt and turn to show her my bandaged back.

"Cool what are they?" She picks up her boots.

"My father and Wes's name and an element of each of their tattoos."

"Your dad was Dauntless-born?" Audi gasps.

"Yeah."

"Wicked." She walks over to Wes who is finished getting dressed.

I look down at my chest and realize I didn't go to bed in a sports bra. Now I have to flash everyone in the dorm or the ones that went into the bathroom. I look around to see who is in the dorm still. Wes, Audi, the other Erudite and Dustin. But the Candor are all in the showers and Four and Tris are up on the roof. Eric stands by the doorway looking down the hall. I quickly slip out of my pretty black lace bra and into the plain black sports bra. I turn around to see Eric's piercing grey eyes on me. I feel myself flush as I quickly pull on my sleeveless top.

"Time's up!" Eric yells from the door.

I put on my heels and walk with Wes and Audi over to Eric.

Eric leads us to where Four and Tris have been waiting on the roof. They stand in front of thirteen targets and beside a table covered in guns.

"Ready to shoot something, Audi." Wes teases her.

"Only if it is a box of peace serum." Audi jokes back.

We all laugh before Tris silences us. "The first thing you will learn today is how to shoot a gun. The second thing is how to win a fight. As you are here, you already know how to get on and off a moving train, so we don't need to teach you that. We are working with hand guns first. Now take a gun and stand in front of a target. Do not shoot until you are instructed to and keep the gun pointed down."

I walk over to the table and take the gun Eric holds out. I take a spot and am quickly flanked by Wes and Audi. Four takes a gun and stands at the first target with stalky Noah.

"Your feet should be shoulder-width apart, with the foot opposite your dominant hand about a step past the other foot. Lean forward slightly with your knees bent, making sure you're firmly balanced. The elbow of your dominant arm should be almost completely straight and your non-dominant elbow should be flexed at a slightly obtuse angle. Does everyone under stand?" Four calls out.

"Yes!" Everyone calls back as we get into stance.

"Fix the gun on the target and load the gun. Control your breathing and squeeze the trigger. The best, most steady time to shoot is immediately upon exhaling, before you feel the need to take another breath. Watch." Four raises the gun, aims, breaths in and with the exhale he fires. Bulls-eye. He steps to the side and waves his hand. "Proceed and do not forget about the recoil."

We take stance some not as well as others and proceed to shoot. I take a moment to shoot. I have read book after book on the subject but could never get my hands on a real gun. I will be able to calculate the speed and trajectory but not the recoil. Not until I shoot the first time. I aim, inhale, exhale, and fire. Just below the bulls-eye. I over compensated the raise of the recoil. I fire again and hit the bulls-eye.

"How did you do that?" Audi asks from my left.

"Calculations." Wes tells her. He has also just fired a bulls-eye.

We hear a yelp and look to see Sophia on the ground. She was not firm in her stance. We turn back to our targets and continue to fire. The trainers start to make rounds helping the initiates. Four stands by Audi and helps her while Eric is over by Sophia who is almost in tears. Tris is father down with Dustin. He has not fired once. I try to keep my concentration on my gun and target but not too long after I stiff up as someone stands behind me. I don't have to look back to see that it is Eric.

"Don't stiff up now, Bright eyes." He taunts.

"I don't seem to need help. Is there something you need?" I ask holding the gun down to my side.

"Shoot." He breaths into my ear.

I shiver before getting back into stance. I raise the gun, inhale, exhale, and fire. It enters the target just inside the bulls-eye.

"Don't get sloppy now." He touches my arm to lower it back from where the guns recoil as allowed it to lift. He walks away and I have to fight not to slump with relief. He ties me into knots.

The morning continues and everyone aim improves even Dustin who now is firing his gun. Sophia no long lands on the roof each time she shoots and everyone's arms have became all but wet noodles. The instructor call time and ends the firing practice for lunch. We make it down to the dining hall on time today so it is packed. Only one table is open we all take sits that we had yesterday. I am once again across from Eric. I try to look anywhere but at Eric but he still catches my eye and I can see that he too his remembering this morning. His hot gaze has chills racing through me. I know now that if I plan to get the information I want from Eric than I am doomed to get in to deep. Even now every time we are in the same room I know he is near.