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Tobias

I was standing on the rocks by the chasm where Tris and I had our first kiss. The roar of the water was loud in my ears, but above it I could just make out a voice. The voice was small and fairly high pitched; a sweet melody to my ears. As I turned in circles looking for the source, it grew louder and louder as if it was coming towards me. I then realized that the voice wasn't getting louder, the chasm waters were becoming quieter; they had become calm and almost completely still. The flow resembled that of a river. It was then that I could hear the voice clearly: "Tobias," it said. "Tobias." The rocks around me grew dimmer and the light reflecting off of the water became brighter and brighter, as if the sun was staring right at me. "Tobias," the voice said again. The voice was so familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. Then, as quickly as it had appeared, the chasm vanished. Everything around me was dark. I heard the voice again, "Tobias."

I cautiously opened one eye just enough to see blonde hair draped over my shoulder. I closed it quickly but subtly, her voice saying my name sounded as sweet as her kiss tasted. I had never heard my name said in such a tone that I actually enjoyed hearing it, a tone that didn't make me want to run away but instead made me want more: more of her.

Finally, I opened my eyes and turned over to face her. Her hair reached her shoulders now, and it was shining in the sunlight, but nothing could shine brighter than the smile that was one her face.

"Good morning," she said as I brushed a piece of hair out of her eyes and tucked it behind her ear.

"Good morning," I smiled back at her.

She was using her elbow to prop up her head, with her other arm stretched across my arm, her hand on my chest. One of her legs was draped over mine.

"I need you to help me with something," she said quietly, almost shyly.

"What is it?" I asked.

She didn't answer, she just took my hand and led me into the bathroom. She pulled out a bag full of medical supplies from underneath the counter and she plopped it down with a sigh. She subconsciously ran her hand over the wound in her shoulder. She pulled out large pieces of gauze and surgical tape and then turned to look at me.

"I have to change the bandage. And I need to take a shower. But I need help getting this bandage off. And I'm not allowed to lift my arms above my head. So...I need help...with that, too," she rambled on.

"Do you want me to get Christina?" I asked her.

"No," she shook her head. "I don't want to bother her, plus I don't have time for that."

"Okay," I said slowly.

I was still confused on just what I was helping her do exactly, but I just went along with it. She hesitated for a minute, but then she pulled her shirt up, revealing her bandaged side, and her flat stomach. She looked at me while she tried to jerk her shirt up farther, but it went nowhere. I inched toward her and grabbed the hem of her shirt. She carefully slid one arm out and then the other, and then I pulled it over her head for her. Her skin turned a light shade of pink as she stood in front of me in her bra. I couldn't help but take the sight in. She was so beautiful, but I knew if I said it she'd just blow me off. I helped her peel all of the gauze that was taped to her skin off and I turned the shower on while she slid her running shorts off. She stood in front of me with her eyes focused on the ground.

"Can you.." she pointed towards the band of her bra.

I unhooked it slowly, but before I slid the straps down her arms, I kissed her neck softly. She was trembling.

"It's okay, Tris," I whispered. "I'm just helping you get better. It's not going to change anything. I don't expect anything. Do you want me to close my eyes?"

She shook her head no and then turned to face me, letting the straps slide off of her shoulders. I tried as hard as I could not to look at her because I didn't want to make her uncomfortable, but I wanted to look. I could look at her all day. I grabbed a towel for her as she finished and stepped in the shower. An outsider looking in would have seen this as something other than what it was. They would have looked at this as me taking advantage of the situation, or as something sexual, but it wasn't. All I did was help her. I barely looked at her as she stood before me, and after I helped her wash her hair, I wrapped her in a towel and I held her in my arms.

And even though I knew I shouldn't, I said it.

"You're so beautiful, Tris."

Her skin grew hot and I could tell that she had turned pink again. I pulled away and I re-bandaged her wound. It was hard for me to look at her body being that injured. Every time I got a glimpse of her shoulder or any other wound, it brought me back to her body lying in that bed looking like a corpse. I helped her get redressed and then we made our way to the cafeteria for breakfast.

We walked down there in silence, but I knew she was making a list of all of the questions that she had. Many of them I knew I wouldn't want to answer. But I knew when she asked them that I would have to tell her, because if I didn't she would just ask someone else. Someone else wouldn't sugarcoat it for her. Someone else would tell her how I was too much of a coward to reset one of my parents. Someone would tell her that I had let Evelyn back into my life.

I know this chapter wasn't too exciting, but I promise it's leading to bigger and better things ;)