Ever since the announcement…ever since we have an idea of what's going on, we're all nervous. We know what Jeanine can do and we don't want to see her do it. I am nervous. We're all nervous. I explained things the best that I could to Tobias after the meeting, because he was the only one out of us who had no idea what had really happened before. And I didn't want him to feel as out of loop as he already did. Plus, he's Tobias, and as much as I kept from him before, I don't want that to be our relationship. So much had gone wrong when we kept things from each other, and I don't want to repeat that part of our history. We've been trying to keep an eye out for any signs of distress from the city. Making sure that we're watching what's going on when we go for our runs, when we're picking up supplies for the compound. But it's been three days and I haven't heard anything. Then again, Tobias doesn't really want me going out on my own. And I don't blame him. The last time he and I tried to do things separately, I almost died.

It's right after training and Tobias and I are heading back to his room. I wanted to change clothes before dinner, today we had demonstrated fighting and I might have been a little more hands on than I normally am, but I had a lot of frustration to work out. We had four people come back…five, including me, in less than a week. And yet…the one person that we're scared out, the person that we're waiting to come back…she's nowhere to the found, nothing to be heard from. What is she planning? What is she going to do to us? I run my fingers through my hair and it's only when I pull then away that I realize that they had been shaking. I groan and push open the door, unzipping my jacket and tossing it to the floor.

"Tris?"

I don't answer him, I just move to the lockers to pull out a new shirt. I let out a shaky breath and close my eyes shaking my head, willing myself not to cry. I hold the shirt in my hands, but I make no move to switch it with the one I'm currently wearing. I jump when Tobias places a hand on my arm.

"You okay?"

I turn around to look at him and then just shake my head. "Not really, no."

Instead of speaking, he just pulls me into a hug and I bury my face in his shoulder, taking a deep breath for his scent and I feel calm automatically. I feel safe in his arms and it's moments like these that I wish that everything else could fall away from us and that we could be the only people in the world. Things would be better this way. At least part of me believes that. The other part knows better. With everything that has been going on, I know that that's not the smartest decision. We have jobs…we have decisions that need to be made and battles to be fought. Though I don't know what to expect for the future.

He pulls away from me and takes my hand, leading me to the bed and has me sit down next to him. "What's going on?" he asks me, squeezing my hand.

I pull my feet up onto the bed and turn to face him, meeting his dark blue eyes that are focused on my face. It's that intense gaze of his that makes me feel safe…that I can tell him anything, because I can. And now that he knows…well, mostly knows about what had happened here in the past, I know that I can count on him for more than just moral support. He's been the guy to always look after me. No matter what.

"I'm scared," I tell him, my voice cracking. My eyes sting with the promise of tears and I know that I can't stop myself this time. I'm not strong enough "I don't know that to expect. I don't know what's coming. I don't know how to do this." I close my eyes and feel the tears roll down my cheeks. I lick my lips and try to choke back a sob, but fail. My breath comes out in gasps.

"Hey, look at me," Tobias whispers, and I feel his hands on my cheeks, wiping away my tears. I open my eyes and meet his eyes. "It's gonna be okay, Tris. I promise."

"How can you know that?" I ask. "You don't remember what Jeanine was like. What she did…who she hurt. She didn't care. She's a sociopath."

"And from what you've told me, we take care of it, and we stop her. We can stop her again."

I lift a hand and wipe at my cheek. "It's scary, you know?" I say. "Reliving the past."

"But you're not," he tells me. "This is the future. This is our future. We have a chance to do things differently this time. And I know that I'm not the same person you're in love with, but—"

I don't even let him finish. There's no point. I close the gap between us and kiss him, short, sweet, but full of everything that I can't say to him. I pull away and rest my head against his. "You are the same person I'm in love with," I say, my voice quiet. "I love you, Tobias. Always."

He chuckles softly and I look up at him. He's smiling at me and kisses me again. After a moment, I pull away. "Wait, what is that funny?"

He smiles. "Because I've been feeling that I've been competing with this other…me. And I don't know if you realize how difficult it is to live up to someone that I don't remember."

I shake my head. "There's nothing to live up to," I tell him. "You're him. You're you, and you're the one that I want to be with."

"Yeah?" he asks me, his arms wrapping around my waist and pulling me toward him. My heart is beating fast in my chest and I feel like I can't breathe properly. Not with the way that his eyes are penetrating mine.

"Yeah," I answer, my voice quiet.

I look down at his lips before back up at his eyes and it's like we share the same thought. We move together in perfect unison and our lips crash together, hungrily and my hands move around to find the hem of his shirt tugging it up over his head. He does the same with my shirt before laying me down on the bed. Our lips collide again and his hands are on my pants tugging them down and my fingers work on his, wanting to feel all of him. He pulls away and our breath mingles as he stares down at me, for permission and I nod, and he pushes my legs apart and I feel my heartbeat quicken. I let out a shake breath as he looks down at me again before pushing into me.

We move together and we don't miss a single beat. I don't care that this isn't the life that I remember. This is the life that I have, and Tobias…he makes everything better.