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Chapter 16 Just Friends?

Four and I don't talk about the kiss after he apologized for it, and in the back of my mind, I'm wondering why he apologized. I wanted him to kiss me, maybe I am a bad kisser like Peter always told me I was. Those are the thoughts that plague my mind as we leave the airfield. Four is quiet, almost reflective as he drives the truck back to the house. On the way back to the house, my cell rings; Caleb's smiling face appears on the screen. I answer it, smiling to myself, feeling better, knowing that Caleb is safe. I give him the rundown of everything that has been happening since the last time that I talked to him. I tell him that I left Peter. He sounds happy when I tell him that news. In my next breath, I tell him to be careful because now Peter is after him. Caleb promises he will. Our conversation leads to him telling me that he met a new girl, named Cara, who he likes, and asked out on a date, one day after work. As I hang up the phone, it dawns on me how much I miss Caleb, wish I could talk to him, and see him more. I smile to myself feeling much better that Peter can't reach him all the way in Washington D.C.

When Four leaves the next day for work in his flight duty uniform which consists of a dark green jumpsuit, a tan undershirt peeking out of the top. I wonder what he wears underneath? On his left arm, the American flag, and on his right arm his unit patch. On the top of each shoulder, he has two bars. On his left chest, a pair of wings, that read Tobias Eaton, and his right chest a star with what looks to be a pair of wings coming up from it. It reads Air Force Major Command. He grins at me when I ask "What are these for?" as I point at the two bars

"Those signal my rank. That I'm a Captain. The wings that I'm a pilot." He winks at me as he points to his left chest. "What are you going to do today while I am gone?"

"I don't know. I think I might sit outside on the back porch, get some sun."

"That sounds like fun, Miss Prior. You should get some color besides when your cheeks turn red. I wish I could join you." He kisses me on the head, the affection feeling normal between us as he leaves the house. I sit outside for a while, quickly grow bored, and I decide to go for a walk. I grab a pair of shorts, a tank top, Four's house key, and leave. On my cell, I listen, finding some music that really makes my mind forget everything. I can simply just breath without thinking, and just walk, taking in the fresh air.

I glance around the new neighborhood, I see children playing outside, women planting things, and I see runners. As my legs continue to carry me, a group of ten to twenty men pass me, running in formation wearing what Four went out in the other day. Once I get to the main part of the base, it is then that I realize that I have no idea where I am on this base. I don't have Four's cell number, not that he would be able to answer it. He told me before he left this morning he would be in drills all day, and I feel completely and utterly lost. I don't even know the name of the road that Four lives on. All I know is that it starts with a B. I start panicking, spinning around in circles, trying to remember which way I came from. Suddenly, I hear behind me "Madam, we are going to need you to return to your residence. The base is currently on lockdown, and if you are a visitor then we are going to need to ask you to leave immediately."

I spin around to see two military policemen standing there speaking to me. "Can we please see your ID Ms."

"Prior," I answer.

"Ms. Prior." one of them says grinning at me as his eyes scan my body. I feel for my pockets, for my ID, but I don't feel anything. "Mhmm. I can't find my ID. I don't have it on me. I must have left it at home. You see I just moved in with. . ."

"Then Ms. Prior, we must ask you to leave the base until your identification can be verified and confirmed by the higher ranks." One of the military policemen say, cutting me off before I can tell them that I live with Four.

"No. No. No. I will not go with you." I say starting to panic. "I won't let you throw me to the wolves, waiting outside the gates of off this base. My ex-boyfriend is after me. I can't leave." My vision starts to blur, my heart begins to pound, my lungs, and my chest hurts.

"Ms. Prior, come with us." One of the officers say. He grabs my arms and starts pulling me towards him. I lose it. I scream at the top of my lungs "Get your hands off me! Let me go! I live with. . ." but before I can finish my sentence I hear behind me "Tris?"

The two military policemen stand straight like a rod of lighting has gone down each of their spines, and they salute saying, "Captain Eaton, sir, good morning."

There stands Four in his sage green camouflage pants and jacket. For the first time, I notice that his uniform almost looks like digitalized tiger strips and the thought brings a smile to my lips. This uniform looks different. Four's two silver bars are pinned to his jacket collar. Four angrily shakes his head, narrowing his eyes at both the men. "Take your hands off her. That is the first order of business. The next order of business Airmen, is telling me what the hell you two are doing? Do you think it is right to be touching a lady after she tells you to let her go?"

They remain silent, looking down at the ground, like kids that are getting ready to be scowled, like they know that they are in the wrong.

"Answer me, and look at me in the eye." He says sternly, looking thoroughly pissed off.

Both their heads snap up as they look Four in the eye, saying "Sir, no, but. . ."

"I don't want to hear it. Now, what the hell were you two doing trying to manhandle, my girlfriend?" He asks, narrowing his eyes. My breath catches, there is that word, girlfriend. Does he really want me as his girlfriend, or is this just for show?

"Sir, the base is on lockdown per the colonel's orders. The lady didn't have an ID on her, and we were escorting her off the base as our rules state when we are in a lockdown."

Four shakes his head, saying, "I believe the lady was just getting ready to inform you she lived with me, but you were too busy treating her like a criminal. Now get out of my sight before I do something that I really regret."

Four turns to me with narrowed eyes as the two men leave quickly. "Do you realize you could have ended up in jail for resisting, or at the gates waiting for me tonight to pick you up if I hadn't just come along. Where's your ID, Tris? I told you to carry it everywhere on base when you weren't with me."

I can see his eyes soften, and I playfully say, "Should I salute you too, Captain Eaton?" I point to his right chest that has the word EATON on it. On his left chest has U.S. Air Force, above that is his insignia or badge that has wings on it to designate that he is a pilot.

He grins at me as he says "You better start running because once I catch you. You are done for. I'm going to tickle you for that statement." His fingers start to move toward me. I take off in a direction as Four calls out, "Tris, home isn't that way. It's this way. I live on Broadway street."

I make a wide circle as he chases after me all the way home. When I finally make it to the driveway of the house, panting out of breath, my ribs aching from the exercise. Four grabs me gently by the wrist, spinning me around toward him. He stares into my eyes, as whispers "I'd really like to kiss you right now, Tris."

"I think, I'd like that," I say quietly, right before his lips meet mine. My hands slide underneath his jacket, feeling his hard, toned muscles, as his fingers skate down my sides coming to rest on my lower back, drawing me closer to him. I pull away before he has a chance to progress the kiss further and say, "Four, we can't do this. Peter will hurt you, and I can't let that happen. You are one of the only friends that I have."

He rolls his eyes at me. "I'm pretty sure, we are well past the point of being friends, Tris."

"We are just friends."

"No, we aren't. I don't make it a habit of kissing my friends on the lips, bringing them up in a fighter jet, or even letting them live with me. So tell me, do you kiss your friends like this?" He asks his eyes boring into mine as he brings his lips close to mine again, brushing them against mine quickly, softly.

I blush as I think about his lips and the tingles that they bring to my body every single time that he has kissed me, sober or drunk. I don't answer, instead, I say, "No, I don't make it a habit of kissing my friends. I guess I won't be kissing you anymore."

He pulls me up to the porch swing, puts his arm around me, a shiver goes through me from the close contact. "Are you cold?" He asks as he takes off his jacket, placing it over my shoulders. His nose brushes against my ear making me shiver again as we watch the sun setting. "Will you be my girlfriend?" He whispers into my ear.

My breath catches as I turn to look at him. "Did you just ask me to be your girlfriend?"

He smiles, and it is a rare smile, one that touches his eyes as he says, "Yes, Tris Prior, I did."

"I can't." He narrows his eyes at me as he asks "Well, why the hell not?"

"Because Four, I don't even know your whole name. I'm assuming it isn't Four unless your parents were crazy or something." He smirks at me like I am missing something.

Four grimaces at the mention of his parents, then his face turns serious as he says "My name is Tobias Aaron Eaton, but you should already know that from seeing me in my flight uniform. I'm twenty-seven years old. I got the nickname Four because I was the fourth youngest person ever in the history of the Air Force to earn the promotion of Captain by the age of twenty-five. I joined the Air Force right out of college at the age of twenty-three. After I graduated from Stanford with my Master's degree in mechanical engineering. So is that enough about me right now? You are the only person that I have ever taken up in a fighter jet, the only person that I have ever chased after, and you are the only person that I ever want to kiss sober or drunk ever again."

I blush at the memories of our drunken kisses that we shared together when he brings up the topic. "Yes, I remember that night, even if it has the haze of whiskey surrounding it. I remember kissing you, and I remember falling asleep with you in my arms. I don't remember what I said, to you, but I remember kissing you. It was something that I had waited and wanted to do. It felt like a lifetime to actually get to kiss you. I was in Afghanistan dreaming about kissing you, wondering why, when I was with someone else, and I think it was because I was suppose to end up with you." He whispers. "So will you be my girlfriend?"

I place my finger on my chin, pretending to think about it. "Yes!" I say after a beat.

His eyes light up as he takes in my answer, he picks me up, spinning me around, laughing. Our moment is broken when a gray truck pulls into the driveway and a young man with dark brown hair jumps out. "Four, is this the reason you won't ever come out with me anymore?" He stares at me with his hazel accusing eyes and a frown on his face that then breaks into a smile. "The name's Zeke. She's pretty, Four. Definitely an upgrade from Stacy. I wouldn't be leaving my house more than I needed to, either."

I feel my face heat under his gaze, I reach out my hand, as I say "I'm Tris, and I'm pretty sure that I could take you if you tried anything, so don't."

I feel defensive about being called pretty by a guy who I don't know. It brings back memories of when Peter's friends use to call me pretty then later got drunk, try to feel me up as I would fight them off, and Peter would do nothing to help me. Four notices my uncomfortableness. He places his hands on my shoulders and says "Zeke, means no harm. Trust me if he did, I would kick his ass." He grins at Zeke as Zeke grins at him, and says "You think you can take me, Eaton? I can outrun you in PT, and we both know it."

Four shakes his head, laughing as he says "I let you win the last time we had timed PT, and I beat you every single time that we raced in high school."

Zeke grins saying "You let me win the other day? Break my heart, Four. I guess, next time you'll have to actually try because if you lose. I get to bring your girl, here on a date."

Four tenses behind me, "I don't think so. Plus, I don't think Shauna would like that." He says through clenched teeth.

Zeke laughs saying "What's the matter? Scared if Tris, here, finds out how much fun I am to be around she'll leave you all alone, and come to hang out with me instead of you." He grins the last part as Four rolls his eyes at Zeke saying "Let's get this over with so you will shut up. Tomorrow morning. Five in the morning, at the flagpole. Why are you even here?"

"The Lieutenant Colonel is looking for you. Actually us. Apparently, some orders have come down from command, and we are needed on the airfield in about twenty minutes."

My heart picks up speed at the news, this has to mean something bad, right?

"Bye Tris, I'll see you tomorrow for our date," Zeke says, winking at me.

"Better not hold your breath," Four says grinning at him. Four turns to me, he runs his fingers through my hair as he stares down at me "Say, you'll wait for me."

"What?" I ask confused. "Tris, I have to leave on a mission tonight, and I should only be gone for a week at most, but say you will wait for me. Say you don't want to break up, please." He says, his eyes imploring me, not to leave him.

"Of course, I'll wait for you. But, how do you know that this is a mission?"

"There were rumors about one this morning, but I didn't think it would be so soon." He whispers as he stares into my eyes willing me to understand what he isn't saying, that there is potential for him to be going into danger, that he wants me to wait for him, something that Stacy never did for him. He kisses me lightly, then heads into the house, returning a few seconds later in that green jumpsuit, and his blue flight cap on, I think, I am starting to hate that uniform already. As he is backing out of the driveway, I jump off the porch, run toward the truck, yelling "Four! Wait!"

He slams on his brakes as I jump up, latching onto the window of the truck. "What's the matter, baby?" He asks when he notices the tears starting to spill. I'm breathless from my short sprint to the truck.

"Please be safe." He runs his knuckles along my cheek, catching my tears as he says "I always am. Come here." As I go up on my tip toes, he leans over, his eyes intensely looking into mine. His lips meeting mine in a kiss, his lips pressing against mine, as his hand touches the back of my neck, our tongues meet in a fiery kiss. When he pulls away, he says, whispering, "Now, I really don't want to leave. But, duty calls. I'll miss you, princess." He winks as he drives away, leaving me standing there breathless from our kiss, crying again, feeling like half of my heart just left with him.

I call Christina before I even realize what I am doing. "Tris, what's wrong? What happened? So help me if Peter did something else to you." She says when she hears me crying over the phone.

"Chris, I left Peter. He beat me badly this time. He broke my ribs and my nose. My next door neighbor, Four, found me, and I have been staying with him on an Air Force base. But, he just left on a mission, and I have been sitting here crying for the past two hours, staring at the door, willing him to come back safely. I think I am starting to develop feelings for him. The idea scares me to death. He asked me to be his girlfriend tonight. How do you deal with this when Will leaves?" I ask as all my feelings continue to pour out to her.

"Hold up! Start over from the very beginning," Chris says, and so I do. I tell her everything. I tell her about meeting Four in the airport, about how he rented the apartment next to Peter and me with his girlfriend Stacy, how I didn't recognize him. How he told me to call him Eaton, how Stacy cheated on him, and how they broke up. How Peter beat me, how I left Peter, and how Four gave me a place to stay, and everything in between that has been happening with us.

"Hold up! You said, Tobias Eaton. As in Captain Tobias Eaton of the United States Air Force?" She asks.

"Yeah? Why?"

"Tris, the man is like a legend for all of his accomplishments in the military. Even Will knows about him, and he is in a different branch."

"How and why do you know all this? Never mind, I don't think I want to know, he did tell me he was one of the youngest in the history of the Air Force to be promoted to Captain."

"Oh Tris, you live with the man, and you have never googled him?"

"No!"

"Well, you should!" She says like the thought is the best thing in the world. "As far as how to deal when he goes away, I could lie and say it gets easier, but it doesn't. All you can do is keep yourself busy. Maybe get yourself a hobby."

"Chris, I'm scared. I think I'm starting to fall in love with him, and I don't want to get hurt again." I sigh into the phone.

"Listen to your heart. Does it tell you that Four is going to hurt you?"

"No, but after everything, Peter did to me."

"I'm going to stop you right there. Peter is and was an ass. Don't judge that poor man against Peter." She says, "You know all I have ever wanted was for you to find a good guy. From everything that I have read and you have just told me about Four, he is one of the good guys, Tris."

"Maybe," I whisper into the phone, wanting to believe that Four would never hurt me.

Chris and I talk for a little bit longer about her adventures with Will then she hangs up. I surf the internet to try to take my mind off of Four getting hurt on his mission, then I decide to do it. I google Four.

What do you think Tris will find on her Google search of Four? What did you think of this chapter? Please review! Next chapter of the story will be updated on December 22.