A/N Hello my dear readers! Words cannot describe how bad I feel for not updating in a very long time! Thank you all for your continued support. Anyway, I am sure you have probably forgot a little of the plot, because in all honestly I would of. So here is a quick reminder: (please skip if you don't need to be reminded)

(2 days after the Candor or Dauntless game Tris and Tobias are awoken in the middle of the night by Zeke, who informs them a petite member of Dauntless called Jane was attacked. Tris has been rapidly trying to find out who attacked her because Jane attacker is also the person who killed Max (Chapter 5) and who attacked Tris. We know this person is a female and knows about the cameras. Jane has stated that two large men attacked her in the middle of the night; beforehand she got a note from her husband saying to meet him in the Pit. However she was too drunk to realise it wasn't his handwriting. Lynn has been acting down over the past couple of days. Oh and last night (previous chapter) Tris and Tobias did some semi-naughty things on a date.)

Tobias POV

Her hands roam the cold, metal, gun. Her silky fingertips wrap tightly around the deathly structure. Her arm, stretched in front of her to the maximum length, is aiming at his heart. One small, abrupt movement and the man in white smart trousers, dark purple shirt and grey blazer before us will be dead. Tris has always had a good aim. Outside, through the small window beside Tris and me, I vaguely notice the skyline: bright blue with not a cloud in sight. The unfamiliar metal and glass skyscraper I am standing in tower the other buildings surrounding it. This is definitely nothing like Dauntless at all.

'Tell me where he is!' Tris roars out. She stomps her foot on the ground, while she shakily holds out her gun. 'Tell me!' She screams once again her voice stable, her shrieks echo around the room, bouncing off the white painted concrete walls.

'I do not know!' The man replies, 'please put down the gun, I will find him for you! I promise!'

In a swift movement, I stride towards him. Tris is still pointing her gun to the man's heart as I tower over his entire body easily. Intimidatingly, I place my face extremely close to his, as an instructor I have always thought that instead of shouting, leaning over someone, face to face and speaking in a soft voice always makes that person a lot more uncomfortable, it's the best tactic. My voice is calm, smooth but intimidating. It gets the job done.

'You better find him Mayor, or the smooth bullet, placed in Tris' gun will be going through right here,' I poke his heart with extreme force, 'if you don't'.

5 days before

'I think Lynn has been acting strange don't you?' Tris asks me. I explore my brain at first, in search for whether or not I have seen Lynn acting strangely.

'I haven't really noticed to be honest,' I reply. She looks at me for a second, studying me and then lets out a sigh.

'Sorry, I suppose I am just so worked up on Max's murder. I'm sorry I have been so distant lately, I had a really good time last night though, thank you for taking me outside.'

I chuckle and a smirk etches onto my face of the memories of last night, 'you don't need to apologize, and you haven't been distant. Last night was fun.' I pull her into my lap since she is in our apartment and rub her feet. 'Your stressed, you need to relax, you're going to the spa soon right with the girls?' I ask.

'Yes, we are going to have an early spa session since the night of the fearless stars ball,' she says dramatically, 'is coming up in a couple of days,' she over emphasises her whole sentence, while rolling her eyes. I laugh and kiss her cheek.

'I am so lucky to have a girlfriend who prefers training and going to the gym than spas and dresses.' She laughs.

'And I am so lucky to have such a handsome boyfriend,' she smirks. My lips find hers instantaneously. We kiss for a few minutes while my warm hand slides over her back and up her shirt, touching her bare skin. I envy the feeling of last night, the way our bodies were pressed so close together. The way we meant so much to each other.

'I love you,' I say in between kisses.

'I love you too,' she smiles. We continue our make out session for a while; nothing heated just enjoying each other company.

'Tobias,' she whispers in between kissing and breathing.

'Mhmm?' I moan.

'I need go now,' she kisses the side of my lips, 'to the spa,' she continues. I grunt and apprehensively let her go after a few more minutes of kissing. We stand up off the couch now and make our way to the door.

'Go have fun. I'll see you in a couple of hours,' I kiss her cheek and she breaks away from our embrace pouting.

'Prepare for ultimate complaining!' She jokes, although I know she is a hundred percent serious. I let out a deep laugh while she slips out of our apartment.

Tris POV

The morning has already slipped by, replaced by the late afternoon when I make my way out of Tobias apartment and down to the boutique and spa. I didn't have much of a productive work session today.

'Hey Chris,' I smile as I meet my vibrant, excited as always best friend.

'Hello!' She replies, a wide grin on her face. 'Let's get our spa day started! The rest of the girls are already here.'

And she is right as I enter the purposefully dimly lit room with relaxing waterfall music blaring softly around the room, which is painted with all different relaxing colours that sooth the mind; Shauna, Marlene and Lynn are already sitting in dark blue spa dressing gowns on comfortable leather chairs. One of the assistants in the spa helps me into a dressing gown and I begin my relaxing and soothing hours of pampering and of course gossiping with the girls.

The masseuse's hands drape along my back, relishing all my tension. It's wonderful. I realise now how amazing it would be if Tobias hands were massaging me instead of the professional lady. I know he would never let anyone massage his back since it has so many scars and tattoos on it, but he is certainly missing out- not that I would ever let another woman run her hands along his back even if it's strictly for a massage. My eyes are shut, but I know Christina is next to me, she to, is getting a massage.

'Christina,' I start.

'Yeah?' she replies.

'Something is on my mind about one of the girls.' I continue. She opens her eyes the same time as me and I turn my head to her. None of the other girls are in our room they are waxing which is what Christina and I did before the massage.

'Who? Lynn?' Christina whispers.

'How did you know?' I ask.

'Well, I'm not sure,' she pauses, 'she seems very down.'

'I agree she has been acting like that all week. I will pull her aside and ask her.'

'Yes, maybe you should, but after the spa okay!' Christina replies.

I laugh, 'of course.'

We continue our hours of relaxing pampering: getting manicures and pedicures, waxing, eyebrow threading, getting haircuts and many more soothing things. The soft sound of a piano coming from a radio plays around the room, leaping off the smooth walls delicately and into my ears. The music comes from Erudite and it is the most beautiful music I have ever heard. The woman who did my massage is now painting my nails a soft dark blue colour with a hint of silver that sparkle in the dark. Once I have finished under the nail heater I spot Lynn finishing up on her hair as well. The rest of the girls are talking and getting their eyebrows done.

Now or never

I gather my courage and walk towards my distant friend. I smile at her and she looks up to me. There is a glimpse of horror in her eyes.

'Hey Lynn, how are you?'

'I'm fine,' she snaps. So much for making small talk.

'Are you enjoying this?' I ask, gesturing with my hands so she knows I'm talking about the spa.

'Not really.' She replies grimly. I stare at her with an eyebrow raised. Her strong fearless demeanour has gone, replaced by a week sensation. I grab her arm, not forcefully but enough to make her follow me. I walk a few meters and enter a small room that consist of body products. I lock the door and spin around to her to be met by anger.

'What are you doing!' she screams.

'Lynn,' I start. 'I am sorry, but I have to know. What is going on with you? You seem so down. Please Lynn I know we are not best friends but you can confine in me, you can trust me.'

I stare into her fierce golden brown eyes and notice a change.

Fear is homed in her eyes.

'I can't take it anymore,' her usually sharp demanding voice cracks. 'The guilt,' she beams at me 'I can't take it!' she shouts.

'Lynn, what are you talking about?' I question, curiously killing me inside, my eyebrows rise upwards as I search her face for answers.

'I'm sorry Tris,' her burst of cries shatters my eyes.

'Lynn! Answer me, why are you sorry? Lynn!' I shake her shoulders back and forth.

'The guilt,' she sobs, 'I have tried to run, I have tried to turn my back on it, but I can't run anymore and I can't hide it, the guilt sneaks up behind me and eats me alive,' her eyes puffy now.

'The guilt of what Lynn? Please tell me,'

'Tris,' she starts. Her head hangs low, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. 'I know who attacked you,' she pauses, drawing in one last breath.

My heart begins to race.

'Because I helped her,' Lynn whispers, almost too inaudible to hear.

My mind races a mile a minute.

I am running. Far away. My destination in not yet planed, but my feet take me away from her. The sudden sprint is making a sharp sting in my legs. My mind isn't functioning properly. The world is fuzzy.

What is happening to me?

Lynn's betraying words is something I thought I would never hear from her. Hate bubbles up inside of me. She wasn't a close friend but I always considered her to be at least a friend. Why would she do this? There must be a reason. Unfortunately once her disloyal words left her quivering mouth she fled out of the spa. Leaving me shocked.

My legs choose my destination for me: my apartment. I slam the door open, making the door lock rattle while I rip off my spa gown and fling it to the side.

'Tobias!' I shout the sound hurts my ears and courses through me. 'Tobias!' I scream again and sprint into the living room. Tobias jumps off the sofa, alarmed and rushes towards me.

'Tris! What's the matter?' He shouts, worry thick in his voice.

'Tobias,' I pant between my loud breaths. 'Lynn,' I bend over, placing my hands on my knees as I begin to slow my heart rate down, he places his hand on my shoulder.

'What about her Tris? Are you okay?'

'She-,' tears threaten to spill and I let them.

'Tris, calm down, everything is okay!' Tobias suggest calmly.

'No! Tobias it's not!' I shout, my built up anger caused by Lynn exploding out on him. 'Lynn is the one who helped attack me and Jane and who killed Max! Tobias nothing is alright! She is our friend and she betrayed us!'

Minute slips by of silence.

'Tris,' he tries to embrace me, 'did she explain why? Was she blackmailed? There must be a reason,' he whispers.

I move away from him, 'don't you understand! SHE BETRAYED US, THERE ISN'T A REASON. TOBIAS! DON'T DEFEND HER!' I scream, furry thick in my voice. My arms pound into his firm chest. My mind is still so fuzzy.

'I'm not defending her Tris! How dare you think that!' His deep booming voice fills the room; he grabs my wrist tightly so that I stop slamming my fists into his chest.

'YES YOU ARE! YOU ALWAYS FIND THE BRIGHT SIDE OF PEOPLE TOBIAS!' my tears are dripping down my face so fast now. His fingers absentmindedly tighten around my wrist and I cringe in pain. He doesn't notice my pain.

'Maybe I do Tris,' his voice is deadly quite now. 'Maybe that's a good thing.'

'Maybe it isn't,' I whisper, staring intensely at my feet. He doesn't reply instead looks to the left; his face is inches away from me. 'You're hurting me,' I whisper, my breaths rapidly increasing, struggling to move my hands from his tight grip. His eyes fill with panic. Instantaneously, he removes his hands from my fragile wrists. His hands drop to his sides and his face fills with dread.

'I'm sorry,' he murmurs, taking a step back and staring at me. Our eyes do not meet. I cannot look at him.

'No you're not,' I hiss. I back away from him even further.

I am running. Again. My ears are engulfed by the sound of my apartment door slamming behind me. I don't look back. I wouldn't dare. I sprint away from my apartment, I can't face Tobias now.

This time as I am running, my brain functions and shows my legs were to go. Right now though, I feel like someone has drugged me. I am not thinking straight. The wind rushes past me, despite being inside, and my hair blows behind me. My ears don't register a sound as I run further and further towards the Pit.

Abruptly, I hear the rapidly rushing water of the chasm, bouncing off the walls and splattering the rocks close by. My tears blur my vision as I come closer to the familiar rock I shared my first kiss with Tobias. Oh Tobias, I shouted at him, dread fills my core. I wasn't angry at him but I took it out ON him! I should of taking it all out on Lynn.

What is happening to me?

I'm not a runner, I am a fighter. I don't run when things get tough, I stick behind and deal with it. It makes me stronger, it is who I am. I furiously wipe away my tears and calm myself. It takes a few minutes before my heart rate returns to normal. I inhale and exhale one last time and get up from the hard rock I am sitting on. My knees wobble a small amount as I stretch upwards; I turn and trail the small path I have been on so many times before.

A distinct movement to my left startles me. I jump and gasp for air as I am met by puffy golden brown eyes.

'Lynn!' I gasp, 'what are you doing here?' I roar.

'Sorry,' she mumbles, 'I didn't know you were there.' I begin to stride away from her when she turns me around. 'Wait!' she exclaims, 'Tris, I need to tell you something.'

'Can't be anything worst then what you already did so I guess you could tell me,' I scold, venom entering my mouth.

'Look you know I am sorry,' she shouts, her fierce side finally showing. 'I was blackmailed, I had to help Max's murderer, I was the one who wrote the note to Jane,' she continues.

'You said you know who killed Max? Who did?' I ask, somewhat civilly.

'She wanted revenge, she needed it!' She stutters; sweat beginning to immerge on her forehead.

'God, Lynn tell me who!' I plead.

'She wanted revenge for George and Amar.'

Amar, the name is familiar but distant, he was Tobias mentor. George? Who is George?

Then it strikes me.

George Wu: a dark haired Divergent, supposedly committed suicide during his initiation.

Tori's brother.

Tori has always tried to pursue her domestic revenge and I guess now she has finally found the right moment.

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