A/N: Dear guest, thank you for reading! To tell the truth I have no idea what's going to happen from now forward. I'm thinking about keeping up with Emmett's POV for a few more chapters and then get back to Is's POV as I'm not really good at describing things from a guy's mind. But I'm always opened to suggestions (:

Chapter Twenty One – Recruit

All my hopes that Evelyn could be lying vanish with those simple words and the vision of Emily Moore. No one could ever deny that she's Is's sister.

"Actually I wasn't expecting you at all." Is continues.

Emily presses her lips together as if Is's words had hurt her, something I couldn't believe. If she actually cared about her younger sister she would have shown up earlier. Actually, now that I think about it, how did she end up with the factionless when she was only three years old?

"I can explain." Emily said, however she didn't seem too sure of herself.

"I don't think your explanations will worth a damn to compensate what I had to go through, but go ahead." Is's voice was calm but offensive.

I couldn't quite decide what part was more shocking to me, Emily Moore standing in front of me, of Is's reaction to it.

Emily looks at me with her dark brown eyes for a second, as any girl would do while looking at her little sister's new boyfriend. But Emily is not Is's sister, not really, and I'm not Is's new boyfriend. Emily moves her eyes to Is once more.

"I'd prefer to do it alone, if you don't mind."

Is's calm seems to fade a little as Emily pronounces these words, but she doesn't break as I've been expecting her to do all along. On these moments, when it's really all about her, it's when she seems most fragile to me, when really it's all the way around.

Is looks at me, as though she was saying sorry and then nods to Emily. I want to object, but I know it's not up to me today. So I let my follow Is and the person in this world that is the closest to look like her that anyone could be go outside.

After counting to one hundred I walk towards the door and let myself crash right there, knowing that tomorrow I'll wake up with some bruises on my hand and on the back of my legs, on the place they hit the train car stairs.

They're talking about three hundred feet away from me, so I can hear screams every once in a while, but I don't understand what they say.

Their conversation seems to last forever as I watch Is moving her arms aggressively, and Emily about to crack in tears. At some point they sit, and Is's fury seems to calm down. The sunset is about to beginning when Is and Emily stand up, shake hands, and each of them leaves in opposite ways.

Is's walk is slow and she's looking down the whole time until she finds me still sitting on the stairs. None of us says a word. I open my arms to her and she nestles in my chest. I can tell that she's not crying, though I'm not sure if that's good or bad. I put my hand under her chin to look at her – I'm still in shock with everything that has happened but I have to be sure there are no permanent damages after today. No one that messes with my girlfriend will walk free, and her sister is not an exception, I can tell.

As I stare into her eyes, I noticed that they're still red – probably from crying while screaming – but she stares back at me, with life on them, I notice, relieved. Her expression is sad and confused, but it has nothing to do with the time I told her about her sister for the first time. That time it looked like something had turned off in that moment and she didn't care about life anymore. Since then the vision of that moment stalks me, remembering me how fragile she is, and how is important it is that I should protect her.

I don't know for how long I stare at her, but the moon is already up in the sky when we hear voices. I feel Is's fingers squeezing my arms and I tense up and look around. But then a thin blonde figure runs to us and forces Is out of my arms and I let myself relax, even though my heart is still beating at the speed of light. I almost forgot my sister and Owen were moving today!

I feel Owen passing through me with a fast "Hey man" and leaving the backpacks inside, just to come back again and sit by my side. We both watch Is and Kate talking at the speed of light, as only girls can do and still understand each other, for a moment until Owen breaks the silence.

"How's she doing?" He asks, carefully. I bet my expression still shows the state of shock I'm in.

"Sad, confused, scared." I say, trying to sum up everything. "Emily passed by. They talked. Is cried and screamed. Then they sit and talked more. And then she came back and didn't say a word." The words came out without me meaning to say them and I feel an urge to cry, so I stare at the moon, forcing the tears to dry even before they drop.

"She'll be fine. We're here for her. We all owe her that."

Owen's words surprise me and I look at him. He's still staring at Is and Kate as if giving me privacy, as if he knew I was about to cry. But not just that. He's looking at them with adoration in his eyes; and suddenly I'm sure my sister couldn't have found a better boyfriend and Is couldn't have trusted a better friend.

I look back at the girls. They're not fast speed talking anymore. They're hugging and whispering and looking at me and Owen every once in a while, what is making me a little nervous. Kate used to do that with me and other girls. She would tell me they were pretty and that they liked me, but I never cared. Or maybe she just never noticed that Is was a girl too.

I let them be and stare at the moon. The tears are gone buy now, but the moon is full and I like to stare at it when it looks like this. Back on the Dauntless compound we didn't have much of a chance to do it.

At some point Owen stands up, muttering something about being hungry and going for dinner. That's about the same time Kate walks inside after him and I'm left with Is once more. I want to look at her, but I'm afraid of what I'll see, so I keep my eyes locked with the moon.

I can feel her staring at me, making it hard not to look down, but after a few seconds she moves forwards to me; her hand slowly touches somewhere above my hip and beside my stomach. Her skin is cold, but I feel her touch warm and a chill passes through my spine.

I finally look down and hold my breath when I see that she's closer than I though. She gets on her tip toes and I feel the space between us closing as our lips touch. It's a fast kiss. A I'm-fine-you-don't-need-to-worry kiss. But I'm always worried. I take her face in my hands and care her in the cheek, before I let her speak, as I know she will.

She sits by my side and takes a deep breath. I take her hands to warm them up.

"Emily said Evelyn took her from her kindergarten when she was three. At that time she was forming teenagers to become spies for her. She liked to make job offers to Candor member as those were trained not to lie, and one day she heard some of those teenagers talking about a little girl who was said to be the next Candor leader. A girl that was born a real Candor. Emily didn't need to be told not to lie. She was born with that gift." Is makes a pause to make sure I'm keeping up with the story and I nod to her.

"So Evelyn gave her this serum to make her forget everything from her previous life and took care of her until she was twelve. Then told her the truth; she told her she could go back to the Candor faction or she could stay with Evelyn and be trained as though she belonged to every faction. Then when she turned sixteen she'd choose one of the factions and spy for Evelyn."

Is pauses once more, giving me time to let her words sink in. I try to remember what was Emily wearing today and it hits me – she chose the enemy faction. Even though Emily Moore wasn't wearing their classic glasses, she had tight blue jeans and a sea blue shirt. Erudite clothes.

"Is, you didn't tell her we're…" I don't need to finish my sentence. Is shakes her head immediately.

"It's our secret." She whispers and I pull her closer to me as I have a flashback of all the stories I've heard about Erudite people killing Divergent; a flashback of Maeve's blood mixed with the water from the chasm. "She also told me what Evelyn is expecting me to do." I make a confuse look. Hadn't Evelyn told us that already? "I mean which faction she wants me to choose."

"And which one is it?"

"Abnegation."

"Abnegation?" I shake my head, not really keeping up with it. Why would Evelyn need to have spies on the Abnegation faction? Don't the Abnegation members cooperate with the factionless?

She shrugs.

"Maybe it's because of the Government…?"

"Yes, because you're great with politics."

She lets out a laugh and rolls her eyes to me.

"You're over reacting Emmett. What's the matter?" She puts her hand in my cheek, to calm me down.

"I don't know." I shake my head and look down but she keeps her hand steady. "I just don't trust her. Neither of them." And then, realizing how my words must have sounded to her, I look up again, but Is doesn't seem to be disturbed – she doesn't trust them either. But she wants to do it anyways; I can see it in her eyes. I should've guessed that this – staying here with nothing to do – wasn't for her. Even though the woman she's willing to work for is the one who made her have the life she hates so much.

"Wherever you go, I'll be right behind you."

She smiles and I notice she's blushing, but I can't be sure if that's from the cold or because of something I said.

"I wasn't expecting anything less, Mr. Hills. But I would prefer if you stood by my side." I could swear her eyes sparkled and turned a little more greener when she said Mr. Hills.

A voice speaks behind us and we both jump.

"Yeah, yeah. Enough of your couple talking for the night. We all know how romantic you two are. Now let's go inside, shall we? Dinner is ready." Of course my sister had to ruin everything with her bad sarcasm.

Is stands up but I stop her by putting my arm around her waist and pulling her to my chest. Her curls tickling my chin and neck.

"Afraid of taking the front, Miss Moore?" I whisper to her hear and kiss her in the neck before I let her go inside pretending to be outraged, but her smile ruins the whole thing.

A/N: Idk, things are getting a little weird. I'm a little out of ideas and out of time as well. But as always, please review.
Best, Is.