Authors Note: I am like so sorry if I made any of you amazing people cry, it was like so not my intensions. Love you guys!

Caleb P.O.V

I put my face in the palm of my hands and silently cry, praying that I will get to see them again...alive and healthy.

My father always taught me never to live a life of regrets, and all through my life I did everything I wanted when I wanted. Before mom died I wasn't into books or anything of that category. I was the popular jock, the one everyone wanted to be like. If I saw a girl I liked she was mine, if I saw something I wanted it was mine. My father said don't regret anything and I have lived by it since I was just a elementary school kid. But looking back over the past 5 years I have done nothing that makes me happy, nothing that just sticks with me. I became a book worm and as much as I loved it all it did was isolate me, and when I wasn't reading I was grumpy, because whenever you pick up a good book you just wish that the book could be your reality because it always ended in a happy ending. Everything was always perfect, and in the real world... my reality it was hell. Nothing was right, my mom died, my dad went into the deep end, my sister became a mom to my younger sister. And through all of that I did nothing but hurt her, I beat her...I let Marcus beat her. I even almost helped him kill Emily. I regret every single bit of these last 5 years of my life.

If I could change one thing in my life it wouldn't be to get my mom back it would be to take care of Tris and Emily, because even if mom was alive I would have treated her the same way I did when mom died. All I want is to make amends with my sisters, tell them I love them and regret every single mark I bestowed upon her.

I silently cry even harder, I mean Niagara falls is coming out of my eyes, and no matter how much I try to pull it together I can't because I see absolutely no positive outcome from this. The officers lost in touch with the special forces long ago, and now they are playing charades In the front seat, I mean if this isn't the weirdest thing I have ever seen. It is really pissing me off, I mean my sisters are possibly dead and they are trying to guess what movie deals with a rat and soup, yea is this a joke to them?

I hear a huge boom, and everything shakes sided to side like a earthquake. I look back even though I know we are to far away to see a hot air balloon landing on the top of the building. I look anyway and to my surprise I see a huge fire where Andrews science lab was, I hear police sirens and see black vans, police cars and S.W.A.T cars zooming our way. The two hooligans stop playing and get out when they all stop on the side of the rode. They come running out of the multiple vehicles in yellow suits, the chief huddles everyone up in groups excluding me, I'm stuck in the back of this decorated prison cell. But these cars aren't exactly sound proof so I strain to hear what the chief is telling everyone.

"Okay men, it is very likely there are no survivors"

I cringe away from the window and take a deep breath. I refuse to believe that Tris and Emily are gone, it just cant be true. I get my breathing back under control and lean my ear against the window straining to hear anything useful.

"... so call the fire department get your suits back on and don't eat anything. I have a feeling that when we see the inside of this lab everything since thanksgiving will be coming back up. Everyone but the hooligans go back to their vehicles, "what do we do with the kid chief"? The chief runs his hand through his full head of hair and sighs "just take him home, and make sure he doesn't commit suicide". The hooligans nod and walk back to the car "man ,I cant believe chief put us on babysitting duty". I put my face in my palm and struggle to keep the tears in, I feel the car shake back and forth as the two officers get in silently. "Sorry kid, about your sisters and all" one of the officers say before pulling into the road and speeding down the deserted highway.

I look out the window and see the old amusement park pass by , "so am I sir...so am I"

Fours P.O.V

I look at Tris and see her mouth the words thank you before closing her eyes and falling limp on the uneven concrete. I immediately crawl over to Tris with Emily holding on to my back. I flip her on her back and feel for her pulse, praying that she still has one. I put two fingers under her neck, it takes about 10 seconds before I feel a very soft thump and I smile, she is still alive. I look up and see everyone else either rubbing their heads or buts and Uriah doing both, smiling like an idiot. Gosh he gets on my nerves even when we were just on the verge of dying , he still has a smile on his face. I look back down at Tris and pick her up, she is cold and very pale, I feel for her pulse again and I barely feel it.

I hear police sirens then running and shouting. We all look at each other and start running towards the noise. They see us before we see them, and I regret showing my face.

"FREEZE, PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR, YOU ARE UNDER ARREST" they scream before basically tackling us and cuffing us. They even cuff an unconscious Tris and enraged Emily. "WE DIDNT DO IT, YOU GOT THE WRONG PEOPLE" we all shout. "Well I guess we'll find out when we get back to the station wont we".

We all look at each other and roll our eyes. Well merry Christmas Four.

Authors Note: Im sorry that its so short, it just more of a filler chapter. I will be updating again tomorrow, and don't worry the storm is blowing over. Don't hate me because this storm has been so long! Love u guys, BYE!

~Liyah