Chapter 21:

Tris POV:

It's kind of sad that I'm used to waking up with no Tobias, but I am. The morning sickness has stopped, thank goodness, but the thought of Tobias being gone makes me feel sick anyway. When he gets back from the mission, I'll have an obvious bump.

I manage to pull myself out of bed and walk to the kitchen. He left a note on the counter.

Tris,

I'm sorry.

I love you.

Go to Christina's.

-Tobias

It's short and sweet. It makes me smile. I'm starting to notice that without thinking, I always am stroking my belly, as if to protect the life inside.

I take off my robe and jump into the shower. I love to shower. It's the best place to calm down. Breathe. The water feels like warm rain running down my body. I use the soap that smells like Tobias. I miss him already.

I gather my things and walk to Christina and Mathew's apartment. I walk on in. I have a key, and Christina is probably still asleep. I lay my things on the coffee table, and then walk over to the kitchen. Mathew is already up, sipping on his coffee.

"Morning." He's barely awake.

"Good morning."

He smiles.

"I have to be at work by nine. I'm going to get ready."

I nod then he walks off to his bedroom, coffee in hand. Tobias and I don't drink coffee. It looks and taste bitter. I guess Tobias and I are both morning people. I grab something to eat then sit on the couch. Christina will wake up around nine. It's eight-thirty now.

I settle in and pull out my book. It's a book about pregnancy. Tobias made me read it. I am instantly bored.

Three days later…

"I love you, you know."

I smile and kiss him hard. I don't want him to leave.

"I love you too."

"Take care of her." He nods at Caleb and Mathew.

They nod back.

"Goodbye, baby."

The tears are pouring from my eyes. He kisses me one more time then heads toward the truck, his bag in hand.

I wave one last time then the trucks pulls away. Our eyes lock.

"I love you." He mouths.

"I love you too." I whisper back.

Then he's gone.

Tobias POV:

My chest hurts knowing that I'm leaving Tris. I miss her already and I've been gone for thirty seconds. I can't believe they are doing this to me. Tears form in my eyes, but I straighten up and push them away. Zeke sits next to me, and straightens up as if he is about to cry too. I'll see her soon, I reassure myself.

"You miss her already?" He whispers.

"Yes. I always miss her."

I pull out the small picture of us. The only one in my possession. It's before our wedding. The night we told everyone Tris was pregnant. She clings to me and I hold on to her, like we were one person. She looks up at me and I look down at her blue and grey eyes and smile. She's so beautiful.

The car ride is long but finally we reach the Dauntless Compound. There has been no sign of factionless there, so that's where we are staying. We all gather our bags and supplies then walk into the dauntless compound. There are only twenty of us. We stay in the same initiate room as Tris did. I pick her bed. The bed is still unfolded. She was the last person to sleep here. I smile at the thought.

We all start unpacking our bags. I put my small bag of clothes under the bed, then lay down. So does Zeke, everyone else goes to the pit for dinner. I'm not hungry, and from the looks, Zeke isn't either. I lay on my bed, stare at the ceiling, and grip my treasured picture of Tris and I.

"I guess they don't have anyone to miss." I whisper to myself, but Zeke hears.

"I guess not." He whispers back without his usual cheerful tone.

"I miss him, Tobias."

I cringe like a dagger was stuck to my heart. Uriah. He died because of me. It's my fault. I could have stopped it.

"I'm sorr—" He doesn't let me finish.

"I know…I know."

My thoughts are interrupted by a gunshot...coming from the Pit. Zeke and I look at each other, then jump out of our beds.

"They're here."

More gunshots. Our men aren't armed. Their guns are up here. I grab a gun and toss it to Zeke and he nods in thanks and panic. I grab a gun for myself and we sprint down the hall to the pit. We get to the edge of the rock overlooking the pit. I gasp with shock at what I see. Everyone. All of the men that came with us is dead. Zeke's face is expressionless. He doesn't believe it. I'm not sure I do either.

"Tobias." I hear a whisper from behind me. Amar. I turn my head on instinct towards the noise. Amar signals for us to follow him. We do. We run down the hall. The room is spinning. Is this a dream?

Amar runs us into a small room, the supply closet. We crouch on the ground in the dark. Are we hiding? This isn't a well-known term for me. I'm usually the one fighting, not hiding.

"What happened?" Zeke manages to say as he tries to catch his breath.

"They came out of nowhere. About twenty of them, but we weren't armed. I heard the first shot then ran as fast as I could to the rooms to get a gun and I ran into you instead."

"Everyone's dead." I whisper.

His face falls. Those men were his friends. Alex was in initiation with Amar. Now he's gone. The door burst open. Hands fly from every direction. Before I can react, I'm hit in the head. Hard.

Black.

**Sorry for the wait. School started back and everything has been a bit busy. Thank you for the love and support. XOXO, Rebecca