( I do not own Divergent, I just like to shake it up a little)

Chapter 9: Dominance

Tris POV

When Tris woke up her head was aching, her limbs were bound and there was a warmth on her left side that she could not explain. She opened her eyes and does not recognize the room in which she is being held. As she moves her head the memory of what happened floods to her she looks down to the foreign warmth on her left side and sees Al curled into her his hand splayed on her stomach. Tris thought for a second trying to decide what to do and even though her skin was crawling under his touch she was even more desperate to be free. Her eyes lifted to her right hand secured to the bed post by a length of rope. Gently she tested her bonds. She let out a frustrated huff and instantly she regretted it as Al's hand made its way up to grasp her breast. "It's so good waking up to you." She frantically tried to get out of his grasp but her efforts were futile.

"It's about time you woke up." He said as he rose from the bed. "You've been asleep for 2 days, I was beginning to worry. After we dock this afternoon though you and I are going to make our new home here in St. Thomas." Tris wanted to yell and scream and kick and thrash but Al had learned well how to keep a hostage. She was bound in everyway possible. Knowing that he was going to try to get her off the ship was a comfort but only because he couldn't roll the bed out so there would be some sort of chance for her to get away. She heard the shower running in the bathroom and so once again she tested her bonds. The left one was alot more loose than the right one as a result she set her concentration on that one. Tris curled her hand into itself to make it smaller and tried to slip her hand through the rope, it gave a little and her heart leapt. She continued to pull her hand down the rope and it rubbed on her skin causing it to burn. She pushed past the pain and with one final tug her hand was free. Instantly she went to work on the other hand and as quickly as it began the running water in the bathroom cut off. Her other hand was almost free, her left hand continued to work on the knot finally freeing it as well her mind began forming a plan. She heard the door knob jiggle and put her hands back in position. When Al walked out of the bathroom naked she almost gave up her resolve to shield her eyes. She shifted her sight briefly to the bedside table to see what was there to use as a weapon and was happy to see a particularly heavy looking glass. Al sauntered over to her running his hand up her bare leg and then climbed on top of her.

Tris felt the bile rise in the back of her throat when his shaft touched her leg and then it moved along the fabric of her shorts and stopped between her legs, but she pushed the bile back down and waited for her moment. It came just as his hand was entering her shorts and he brought his mouth down to press it against the tape that covered her own. Tris grabbed the glass and slammed it into his temple. His eyes rolled back into his head and he fell with a crash to the floor. She removed the tape from her mouth and made quick work of the ropes on her feet. After removing all of it she grabbed the rope from all four corners of the bed and tied Al's hands behind his back tightly and then secured his feet in the same fashion. Tris stood up and looked about the room spotting the duct tape on the desk she retrieved it quickly and put a piece over his mouth. He began to stir so she once again grabbed the glass and hit him again. Her heart felt free as she stepped towards the door. "Don't move." She whispered as she closed the door behind her reading 513 on the placard.

Eric POV

Two days, Tris had been missing for two days. Getting Tobias to help after finding out his not dead mother was the Chief Security Officer on the ship was like telling a small child that could have a cookie but only after they cleaned their room. "You don't understand Eric, this woman abandoned me to get beat my father every single day." Eric hads rolled his eyes at this and had begun to get angry. "And what about Tris! Tobias, I understand that this woman hurt you, I really do, but we need her help to get Tris back. Whether you like it or not she has the power to do things on this ship and we need her help to find Tris." And just like that the planning had begun. The ship was set to port the day after tomorrow so the plan was to search everyone as they left the ship and then Evelyn and Eric would go search every room on the ship.

Finally the day came and things were just about to get underway when Evelyn got a report on her radio. There was a woman looking for her claiming that she had been kidnapped. The three of them made their way to her office and after what felt like forever they finally reached it. When Evelyn opened the door Eric looked in and Tris was literally shoving food into her mouth. Whe he saw her tears began rolling down his face. "Tris." He whispered softly and when she looked up her eyes meeting his for the first time in days she dropped the food and ran into his awaiting arms. Tobias rounded the door and circled his arms around the both of them and for the first time in two days Eric felt whole. Tris released them and faced Evelyn. "Are you the person in charge here?" Evelyn nods and Tris pulls herself up so she stands a little taller. "My name is Beatrice Prior and I was abducted aboard your ship. For two days I was held by a man named Albert Charles, he coincidentally works for my company. I believe this was premeditated. He is currently tied up on the floor of Room 513. Ms...?" Tris stopped as she waited for Evelyn to fill in her last name. "Eaton" the other woman responds her voice annoyed and calculating. Tris cocked her head to the side to look at Tobias. "Any relation?" Tobias nodded and mumbles "unfortunately" so it is barely audible. As everyone else stands around awkwardly Eric realizes he is the only one of sound mind at the moment and he speaks up. "Is anyone going to go get the bastard?"

Tobias POV

Eric had wanted to stay with Tris so against anything he had wanted Tobias was forced to accompany Evelyn to the room where the kidnapper was held. It didn't take long to get there as the room was on the same floor but Evelyn constantly trying to talk to him was grating on his nerves. "Tobias, I just want to work on things." He scoffed silently and drew his weapon as they entered the room. Upon entering the room he didn't see anything but as he moved around Evelyn he couldn't supress his laughter. The man on the floor looked at him through teary eyes and once again Tobias laughed. "This is priceless, he obviously underestimated her." he said more to himself than to Evelyn but she answered anyway. "The girl is certainly tougher than she looks." At this Tobias laughed again. "She has to be for what she does." His voice was filled with pride and audacity at the womans words."And what is that?" She asked as she undid the rope at the mans' feet and hands him a pair of pants completely disregarding the fact that his hands are still tied behind his back.

Tobias puffed out his chest. "She is the Chief Operations Officer of Factions Security." As soon as the words left his mouth Evelyn's eyes grow wide and instantly he knows that she is scrambling. She pushes Albert through the door and is making double time back to her office. He cannot contain his smile as he thinks about all the things that Evelyn has flying through her head right now. When they reached the office Eric and Tris were no longer there and as soon as Al was secure in a cell Evelyn called off the hold and people were able to leave the ship. Tobias turned quietly and made his way to his room. He wasn't even halfway there when he heard his name being called. He rolled his eyes and turned back to see Evelyn running towards him. "Tobias, I really need to see the girl, can you please show me to her room."

He smirked at the woman who he used to love above all, the woman who he thought had died trying to protect him from Marcus. "Trying to save your job?" he said in a condescending tone. For the first time in two days she dropped her act. "You should have told me who she was." she spat her harsh tone catching him off guard. "It shouldn't have made a difference, boss or not the ship should have been turned over." He grabbed a business card from his wallet and wrote his room number on the back. "Give her a chance to take a breath, be there at 2 o'clock tomorrow." With that he turned and made his way back to his room.

"Tris, Eric are you here?" He called as he opened the door. The room was silent but he heard muffled sounds coming from the bathroom. As he rounded the corner he saw Eric kneeling on the floor next to the bathtub trying to clean a shaking, crying Tris. "Oh honey." Tobias said as both of their heads shot in his direction. Tris was up and out of the bath in seconds. Her naked form was running to him and together they sank to the floor. He cradled her in his arms running his fingers through her hair. "I'm so sorry." he chanted into her ear over and over. "We shouldn't have left you." Tris looked up at him tears streaming down her face. "Tobias, there was no way to know. The important thing is you looked for me. You worked with someone you clearly don't like to find me. Now I have you guys back and I just want to be surrounded by the people I love... and get some food." She laughed through her tears.

"I could eat." Eric said from behind Tris and the three of them burst into laughter. After calling into the dining room they had an assortment of food delivered to them. While they waited Tobias and Eric went to Tris' room and gathered up all her things. They all decided that it was for the best. The fit would be a little tight but there was no way that they were going to be separated again. After devouring every morsel of food from the cart, they cuddled on the couch and watched a movie before finally deciding to go to bed. As they lay with Tris rin the middle of a tangle of limbs. He heard her whisper "I love you" before finally submitting to sleep. Tobias hugged her closer and the stress of the last few days finally lifted as he drifted off to sleep.