Tobias' POV

It's been 12 days.

I've barely left the chair that sits next to her hospital bed. I have no where else to go.

The only times were when I have to go to the washroom, or change my clothes, or when they took her in for surgery. I stood outside the doors to the surgery room before following her back to her room.

Christina has been checking up on me, making sure I eat and giving me clean clothes to change into everyday. She bounces back and forth between Uriah and Tris' room. Uriah still hasn't woken up, and the doctors say there's a chance he won't.

It's my fault.

Both of them, Tris and Uriah, are lying in hospital beds, because of me.

Christina said that it wasn't my fault. Of course, she only says that about Tris. Everyone knows that it was my fault Uriah is in this situation.

But still, I can't help but think that if I had just stayed here with Tris, she would be lying in our bed, not a stupid hospital bed! We would be lying in bed, discussing names for our unborn child.

Is it possible to miss someone who never even lived?

I think so.

I miss the idea of holding our baby for the first time. Or hearing their first word. Or watching them take their first steps. Or, or, or. There are so many things that never even happened that I miss.

How am I supposed to tell Tris? After I told Christina, and after she cried over the loss of her "niece or nephew", she said that I'd have to be the one to tell Tris. But how? I've been sitting here for 12 days and I haven't come up with anything. What am I supposed to say?

"So turns out you were pregnant, but don't get excited because your stupid suicide mission killed it!"

I take a deep breath. It wasn't Tris' fault. She didn't know she was pregnant, and she didn't know that David would be hiding in the weapons lab, waiting for her.

I'm still mad at her for sacrificing her life, though.

What if she had died? I don't think I would have been able to handle it. I don't think I would have ever moved on.

After Christina made me eat lunch, she left to check on Zeke, who was sitting in Uriah's room.

I gently hold Tris' hand.

"Please wake up," I whisper to her. "I miss you. I need you. It's driving me crazy not hearing your voice, or looking into your eyes. Christina needs you too. Something about new eyeliner...?" I laugh slightly. "OK, that might not make you want to wake up. But I'll fight her and all her eyeliners with my bare hands before she can get to you. She won't touch you, I promise. Only if you wake up. Other wise, I might let her put it on you while you're sleeping." I squeeze her hand. "Please, please, please just wake up. I need to know you're OK. Please. Be brave, and open your eyes. I love you."

I stand up and kiss her forehead.

Then, a miracle happens.

She squeezes my hand.

Tris' POV

It's so dark. I've been in darkness for too long, yet I can't tell how long. It feels like forever.

Suddenly, I hear a voice. At first it's just a blur, and I can't make out the words they are saying, or who is talking.

When it finally comes into focus, I feel someone squeeze my hand, then I hear them say,

"Please, please, please just wake up. I need to know you're OK. Please. Be brave, and open your eyes. I love you."

It's Tobias. I feel his lips lightly touch my forehead, but too soon they are gone.

I need to let him know I can hear him. I try to speak, but I can't find my voice.

Instead, I squeeze his hand.

There you go, chapter 2! I know my writing isn't the best, but I hope to get better someday! Anyways, I'll try to update soon.

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