(All the credit for Divergent goes to Veronica Roth)

I lead her the back way to my apartment and after unlocking the door and pushing her inside I slam the door closed. I turn around and just glare at her, her face drops and all of the sudden my face forms a shit-eating grin and run up to her. I put my arms around her and swing her in a circle. "You're in the lead baby!" I yell. She throws her arms around my neck and buries her face in my shoulder. I can feel her smiling into it and I kiss her hair.

We sit down and cuddle on the couch, "What were you thinking about doing for work?" I ask. At this she sighs and says, "Well, I was thinking about taking the leadership job if it is open to me, and if that doesn't work out I would like to do patrols around the city." I look at her and smile. "You're going to be offered the chance to be in leadership, there was nobody scheduled to do their fear landscape after you, so therefore no one can beat your time. How many fears did you end up having anyway?" I ask. "Weren't you watching?" Flies out of her mouth before she can catch herself. I laugh at her instantly. "No, I stopped watching after your second fear."

At this she blushes. "I know it isn't true, but to me my fear is valid. With everything that everyone said about you beforehand it has always been in the back of my mind." I pull her to me in a hug. "It made me angry that you would think of me that way. Don't you see how much you have changed me already?" I ask. She snuggles into me breathing in my scent and I hear a muffled "yes, I can." Before she starts breathing deeper and falls asleep.

We are both asleep and wrapped up in each other on the couch when we are awoken by a sudden banging on the front door. I release myself from Tris' incredibly tight grasp and rise to open the door where I am face to face with Christina. "Can I help you?" I ask her. She smiles at and says. "Is Tris here, I can't find her anywhere and wanted to go to the rank revealing together so, is she here?" I move aside and she shuffles through the door muttering "still so weird" under her breath. "Tell me about it." I say in response.

Christina has reached the couch and she sits near Tris' head and within seconds Tris has jumped up and is still trying to piece things together when Christina tells Tris the reason for her visit. She gets ready to go and looks at me expectantly. "You guys should go before me, I'm not going to be able to sit with you because I have to be on the catwalk with the other leaders." Before they leave Tris comes over and kisses me on the cheek and winks at me. "I will see you after." She says.

I mentally slap myself on the forehead and say aloud. "What is this girl doing to me?" I have never been nice or laughed this much. I have never truly loved and then she comes out of nowhere and hits me like a ton or bricks. I may never really understand what is happening to me but I like it. I would do anything for this girl, be anything for her. I hope I don't screw it up, which is very possible. I go into my washroom and scrub my face and brush my teeth.

I head to the door pulling on my leather jacket and make my way to the catwalk. I am the first one to get there so I stand against the wall and wait for the others to arrive. About 10 minutes later we stroll to the railing and Max is making his usual speech about pride and making yourselves integrate into daily living. "Tomorrow you will pick your careers based on your rankings, I need all of you that are now Dauntless to be outside my office at 8am tomorrow morning... Now, here are the results of the fear landscapes."

A hush falls over the Mess Hall as everyone strains to see the rank, time completed and number of fears. Sure enough Tris is first, followed by Uriah who had 9 fears altogether. Milky and Drew are out from the transfers along with 3 Dauntless borns. The five of them are ushered out to gather their belongings so they can go join the factionless.

When everyone sees Tris' fear neeumber people start whispering, there is only one person in Dauntless that has less fears than her and that is Four. All of the leaders walk down the steps to get something to eat sitting down at a vacant table together and Max sits down next to me and claps his hand on my shoulder. "You chose a good one, I hope she accepts the leadership offer." I look at him and smile. "She will." As I am eating I realize my nerves are tearing through me. Tonight is the night. Maybe she will want to celebrate with her friends and tomorrow will be the night. What if she decides she doesn't want to live with me.

I have grown accustomed to her sleeping next to me. Her scent, her movem- I am brought out of my thoughts with an elbow to the ribs. "What?" I turn and ask Max. "You alright there buddy?" He asks me. "Yeah, I'm fine." I go back to concentrating on my dinner and then look up seeing if I can spot her. She is nowhere to be found. I utter my goodbyes and deposit my tray in the appropriate place. After that I go back to the apartment and sit for a while, I need to calm down and stop thinking so much.

I am still me under all this newness after all. I get up and make my way to the roof, I always find my peace up there. I walk back to the bedroom and grab my journal and head out. Maybe getting some of these feelings out will help. When I get up to the roof Shauna is already there. "I knew you would come up here." She says. "I saw your face at dinner, what's going on?" I look at her wondering how I got such a good friends and the tell her.

"I'm afraid I am losing myself in all of this. I'm smiling, laughing and I'm nice to people. She is changing me and I don't know if I like." I finish and take a breath. "You idiot!" She yells as she smacks the back of my head. "Change is good, you are becoming the person that I know and love with other people and I for one think it is amazing to see. She has not made you a worse person, she has made you a better one. Loving her..." I glare at her and she smacks me again. "You love her and you know it." She says. "Loving her has made you real." With that being said she stands up, gives me a hug and walks away.

As I sit there contemplating what Shauna said and drawing mindlessly when I suddenly feel like I need to go home. I look down at what I was drawing and once again Tris' face stares back at me, but this time I have drawn beautiful wings attached to her back. I revel at the detail and close the book while walking back to my apartment. I hit myself in the head with the palm of my hand. I need to stop thinking that way it is our apartment.

When I get there she still has not returned so I decide to clean up a little and finish the laundry. After an hour of scrubbing the bathroom is finally finished and it amazes me how much this girls sheds. There is literally strands of hair everywhere. I sit down on the couch to zone out with some television to curb my worry and decide that I would like some popcorn. After its made I watch a few shows when I look up to the clock it is just barely midnight and I am starting to get worried.

I put my shoes on and go to the door and lock it behind me reminding myself that I need to get a key made for Tris. I get to the Pit and look around once again she is nowhere to be found. I go to the transfer dorm and she's not there either. It's the same for the tattoo parlor and the training room. I message Four to see if he can see her on any of the cameras. Two seconds later my comm dings and he says no but that he will continue to look and let me know.

I decide to check our special place just to be safe and low and behold there she is passed out lying on the cold floor. I pick her up making sure to look in a camera as I pass one so Four knows I've found her. I get us back to our apartment and deposit her into the bed. I remove her shoes, jeans, shirt and bra and then grab one of my shirts and pull it over her head. She kind of grunts a little but rolls over and falls back to sleep. I remove what clothing I have save my boxers and climb into bed next her. I think about pulling her to me but I am quite angry with the way things transpired this evening. So I turn my back to her and try to fall asleep but am having a really hard time.

I get up and do some push-ups and sit-ups. Then I make my way to the kitchen and make myself a cup of tea and hope that it will make me drowsy enough to finally pass out. Not even two minutes later there is a knock at the door. Christina is standing before me completely sober. I'm confused for a second, but then she speaks. "Is Tris here, I have been looking for her for hours. One minute she was and the next minute she was gone." I cross my arms against my chest. "How much did she drink?" I ask. "Nothing I swear all of the initiates that made it to Dauntless were at a table and Peter passed out some punch, there was nothing in it, I swear!"

At the same time both of our eyes get wide and the next thing I know we are both running to the bedroom. Her breathing is ragged and shallow and when we try to wake her she doesn't move. I pick her up and as fast as possible get her to the infirmary. The doctor on duty takes some blood and sets her up to have her stomach pumped. I message Max and ask him to meet me here as soon as possible. He shows up five minutes later just as the doctor shows up confirming that Tris was poisoned.

She looks so helpless lying there tethered to the machine that is pumping her stomach. We are hoping that there is no permanent damage to any of her systems. Max takes Christina's statement and resolves to have all of the other initiates questioned as well and if it is determined that Peter did in fact poison her on purpose he will be sent to Candor to await trial. He should have been taken out sooner.

Three hours later the pump is finally done and she starts to stir. Her eyes fly open and she looks at me wide eyed. It looks like she is going to try to talk but I hold out a finger and tell her to hang on. I go tell the nurse that she is awake and follow her into the room as she removes the tube. They do their examination and it looks like everything is in the clear. She keeps her hand in mine and looks up at me and asks me when we can go home she looks like she is ready to break.

An hour later the doctor comes in and says "Just want to make sure you are okay for the next hour and see if you can keep down some food and fluids, so if you could eat this soup and drink this glass of water and keep it down you can go hom e." They set her bed up so she can comfortably eat, but I help her smear and the drink the sips of water until it is all gone. "I was so hungry." She says. It warms my heart just hearing her voice. She sounds weak but she's certainly trying.

An hour later everything looks good and we are cleared to go home but we have to take a wheelchair because they are afraid of her falling. I tell them that I can carry her but the nurse glares at me and proceeds pushing Tris all the way to our new apartment and transfers Tris to the couch and puts her feet up. She turns on her heel and looks at me and says. "If anything happens or you need anything please call me." She hands me her business card and walks out.

I sit down next to Tris on the couch and pull her feet onto my lap and rub them. "That feels nice." She moans out as I continue and closes her eyes. My comm goes off in my pocket and I pull it out. There is a message from Max saying that he needs to see me straight away. I hand her the remote and tell her. "If you move while I'm gone you're going to wish you were still in the infirmary." At this I give her a kiss and make my way to Max's office.