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Gun shots go off. Tobias pushes me down I sit back under the table. I feel like I'm back in the Bureau. Remembering that day sends chills down my spine. "Stay down here Tris," Tobias says and before I can protest he pulls the table cloth over the opening. The urge to ignore him and see what's going on is overwhelming. However I can't. He wants me to stay here and we are still healing from years ago. It would be easier for me to stay here. Besides Tobias is strong he can handle anything that comes his way.
I peak through the opening of red table cloth and try to see what's going on. The gun shots haven't gone off again, but I hear mumbling. Or really I think it's someone yelling and their just to far away. Now someone is closer and re-explaining what the other guy said. I think he is. "Listen everyone we don't want any trouble," the man starts and his voice is thick. "We are here because we got a tip that the person we are after is here," a woman says and it sounds horribly familiar. It makes my stomac drop when I realize who it is.
"Come out Beatrice," she says and I feel ready to throw up. 'Dont give yourself up,' I think to myself. I force myself to stay put underneath the table. If only I had a weapon. The knives on the table aren't that sharp, but they are enough. However how am I supposed to get them without being seen. Gun shot. Then her voice again, "come on Beatrice the longer you make us wait the more people will get hurt." Oh no. I'm at cross roads. What am I supposed to do. My abnegation and dauntless instincts tell me to give myself away. However my erudite side says that is not a good idea, but I can't let more people get hurt because of me.
Gun shot. Not another person. I wait for Nitas voice, but they don't come. It was Tobias. "Tris isn't here," he yells and I hear Nita laugh. "Then what are you doing here," Nita asks with venom all over her voice. I hope Tobias comes up with a good lie. "After your first few gun shots I snuck her out the back door," Tobias says, "she's long gone." A smile creeps on my face, but I think this lie might back fire. What if they decide to hurt Tobias? What if they use him or take him back instead of me? Bile rises in my throat and I don't think I can hold it back. Forcing myself to swallow I peak through the cloth.
Nita and a big man stand five feet away from my table. They are facing to my right and I think that's where Tobias is. I can they please just leave already and accept that they aren't going to get me. "Get him," Nita says. Two simple words that send fear through me. The next thing I hear is glass breaking, gun shots, grunts and a lot of punching and kicking. After a minute Nita speaks again, "That wasn't a bad lie Four, but I know you wouldn't give away her position. If anything you would set us on the opposite course. Now..." I peak through and Nita pull out her gun. No please no. "Beatrice I am going to count to five and if you don't come out I will kill him," Nita says and I panic. There is no doubt now I have to come out. "One...Two" Nita starts and my stomach lurches.
"Tris stay hidden," Tobias yells, but I can't stay hidden. "Three...Four...come on Beatrice one number left," Nita says and that's it. She won this. "Fi-," Nita starts, but my voice stops her, "wait." Was all I said. Tears are filling my eyes as my fear takes controls. Although I can't see Nita right now I know she's smiling. "Yes Beatrice," she says making me growl inwardly. "Leave him alone," I say in a voice so small it sounds like it belongs to a child. She laughs, "of course, if you come out." "No Tris," Tobias strains, but I don't listen to him. My hand is shaking as I reach for the table cloth. Once the table cloth is gone I am giving myself back Nita. Back to everything is it worth it? Of course my friends are alive and they know I'm alive to. It's worth it.
I move the table cloth away to see Nita on her knees staring straight back at me. On her face is a twisted smile. Her hand moves up and she lifts my chin. "Your game of hide and seek is over," she says cynically. Her free hand reaches out and grips my under arm. It's like what parents do to their children to lead them. Her grip is stone hard, harder than my mothers grip ever was. Thinking of her makes me want to cry, but I can't cry now. She pulls me from my table and onto to my feet. I look back at Tobias on his knees and behind are two big men. They hold him still as he struggles. Nita shoves me into another man who's a lot taller than me.
"Take her away," Nita says. The man nods his head and starts to pull me away. Fighting him is useless because he's twice my size and is a lot stronger than me, but I still try. When were out of the restaurant I hear a gun shot. Then blood is splattered on my face. At first I panic and feel for pain that never comes. I realize my guard was shot as his body falls to the ground. This is my chance. I take his gun and run back to the restaurant, but I stop when I hear Christina's voice. "Tris don't we need to get out of here," she calls and I turn around.
She is standing near the black car I think it's jeep, but I'm not sure. "What about-," I start, but she cuts me off, "he'll be fine come on let's go." With one look back at the restaurant I sigh. Next thing I do surprised me even more than Christina. I ran away from the restaurant and listened to her. We hop in the jeep and drive away. As we drive off I think of Tobias still inside. "Please be okay," I whisper as the restaurant vanished from sight. I let myself cry as I stare at the ring he gave me. It is silver with small diamond on it and all around the ring are words.
They say, I will put a drop in the ocean and when you find that drop that's when I will stop loving you, Tobias.