Hi guys,

I've written this story before… I got busy and life took over so I never got to finish it.

I'm currently uploading the chapters again and changing them slightly due to any errors I find and anything that doesn't seem right or I cant bring about an explanation as to how that would be achievable.

I hope you like it!

I don't own divergent – thank veronica J
Welcome back to – Two and a half years later.

I wake with heavy eyes. I feel as though I've been asleep for days. I slowly push myself up, leaning on my elbows, allowing my eyes to adjust to the light in the room. As my eyes begin to adjust, I bring my legs to the side of the bed and pull my body with them; my eyes are completely adjusted now. I take in the room around me… I've been here before; a limp rises in my throat.

My breathing begins to increase, sweat builds on the back of my palms and neck – this can't be real, I'm dead… aren't I?

"Tris", I hear my name as the door opens. I jump from the bed, spinning around so that I'm facing the door, ready to defend myself.

A girl, not much older than myself walks in. I open my mouth to speak but she waves her hand to hush me.

"There will be plenty of time for questions my dear girl, but first, follow me." She continues, before turning on her heels and walks back out of the room.

Two men walk towards me, I take a step back but they both reach out their hands and grab my forearms, stopping me from moving further back. They push me forward towards the door. We walk down a narrow hallway; at the end of it I see the sign for Erudite. The young woman turns to look at me, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

The words slip out of my mouth before I even decided to let them.

"What is this? I'm meant to be dead! David shot me… I..i..i didn't survive? My words come out like a question, but the memories begin to make their way back to me. The tears of my brother, his voice as he calls me back to him. Tobias hand on my shoulder, his voice as he says his goodbyes… Christina's screams of frustration as they took my body away. A hand wraps about my arm again, harder this time before I'm push forward, I hadn't realised I stopped walking. I turn towards one of them, I've never seen him before, he has dark skin, pitch black hair that has a thick layer of hair product in it to ensure it stays in place.

"How did you do this?!" I scream at the young women, as I turn away from the guard, but she continues to move forward. Ignoring my questions.

The men shove me forward again.

"You stop again and we will knock you out and drag you to the distention, its up to you" the man says to me in a soft calm voice… It sends chills down my spin, their voice reminding me of Eric.
I continue to follow the young woman, who stops in front of an elevator.

We walk into the elevator, I'm pushed to the back, both men still holding my arms tightly.

I glance up as the woman selects the top floor of the building.

"You should feel special Tris, the entire top floor has been completely cleared just for you," the women says with a small laugh, as she looks over her shoulder and smiles at me.
My hands begin to shake, this cant be good I think to myself.

It only takes 60 second to reach the top floor, as I step through the doors, I am pushed towards a wooden chair in the middle of the room.

It faces a wall of windows, the sun is high in the sky, shinning brightly into the room and obstructing my view of the outside world.
I have to blink a couple of times before my eyes adjust to the new lighting, but once my vision becomes clear, my mouth opens in awe.

We face the east side of the city, looking over Abnegation and Candor sections of the city.

I shake my head; this can't be happening… why would they keep me alive just to bring me back into the city… I'm a threat to them… aren't I?

I'm not sure how long I stand the staring out of the windows, but the sun is lower now, causing the room to become darker, I shiver from a rush of cold that comes over my body.

"Restrain her," The woman says, pointing to the chair.

The two men push me towards the seat and I sit willingly. There is a belt that goes over my torso. My hands grip the armrest as I gaze up at the women.

"Her arms also" She demands

The two men pull something shiny from their pockets and begin to wrap it around my writs several times.

I clear my throat before speaking again.

"Again, who are you?" I say with a little more power this time.

"Oh, you are such a stupid girl!" The women spites bitterly at me, "My name is Patton, and I am the new leader of Erudite" She walks towards me, placing her hands on mine before leaning her face into mine and whispering "Daughter of Jeanine, and you Beatrice Prior, you destroyed her plans and were her biggest problem… and now I am going to destroy everything you are from the inside out" Her breath hits my face, her eyes wide and wild as she finishes her sentence. She pushes herself away, digging the heels of her hands into my, the wire digs into my arms and I wince in pain once more.

I look down, tears building behind my eyes, my breath building in my chest… I'm ready to burst but I will not allow myself to do it here. I gave my life, I gave my life to keep the people I love safe. I gave my life to keep the person I love the most safe, and all I did was trade myself in for a life apart from them. From him. I can't think his name.

"I don't understand," I say in a whisper, "I could be dead right now, all your issues with me could be finished, the moment I let go in the lab room!" I'm screaming now, "That was my final act to change the future of our city! My final attempt to bring an end to this war!" tears begin to fall down my face, I can't wipe them away, all I can do it leave them they're… showing my weakness.

"Do you really think you deserve an easy death? After everything you did to destroy our cities peace and brought the death of my mother!" Patton says with a heartless laugh and begins to walk back and forth. "You dear girl, you brought the death of hundreds of innocent people, allowing them to follow you into the hopeless war in order to protect yourselves… and all for what? To maintain the development of detergent's! HA! You are all children trying to fight a war you'll never understand!" She stops pacing, turns and begins to make her way towards me once more.

"You were taught that you couldn't be controlled." This time, she pauses slightly and allows a smile to spread across her face before she continues. I notice that she tucks her chin towards her neck, creating the effect that her face is longer, thinner. "But don't be fooled, I've finally developed an stimulation that will contain that rebel mind of yours and you will be our puppet!" As she finishes her sentence, one of the guards walks towards her and hands her a black box.

I struggle against the restraints on my arms, thrusting my head from side to side, stopping them from getting the angle they need to inject the needle. Finally, one of the guards locks his arm around my neck, locking my head into place. I feel the needle enter my skin. I look down, blood runs down my arms and onto the ground from the restraints digging into my skin.

I hear a small laugh; I look up into Patton's eyes. My last moments of life spent looking to the eyes of a woman, whose reasoning for keeping me alive, is to torture me instead.

Present:

"Uriah!" I shouted as I shoot another guard "We need to get outside the boundary now!"

"Already on it" He shouted back "The gates opened, I shut down the system but it wont be down for long"

I nod and we began to run for the gate, guns going off behind us. Uriah turns around and starts to run backwards as he begins to shoot at the guards. I duck my head lower and continue to run, unable to help myself let out a laugh at Uriah's ability to show off in every situation.

Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain spread through my right thigh. I slam into the ground as I let out a small scream. In a swift movement, Uriah grabs my left arm and pulls me quickly over his shoulders.
"Cover your head Tris!" He screams to me, as another 3 Erudite solder run towards us.

We make out way through the gate of Erudite, so close to freedom.

"Run into the city and look for an empty building" I yelled over his shoulder as I hold myself up and begin to shoot at the Erudite solders.

Uriah takes a sharp turn to the right and I loose all balance and fall against his body.

It didn't take long to find somewhere to hide, since the war a lot of buildings have stayed empty, manly used by the fractionless.
Uriah sets me down on a pile of boxes and we both look down at my leg.

"Oh Jesus Tris, can you even walk on this leg?" Uriah asked as he takes his shirt off to tie around my leg in hope to stop the bleeding.

"I don't have a choice, we need to get out of the city." I say to him. I'm exhausted but we risked our lives to try and make our way back to our families, and I wont give up.

He nods his head, but the expression of his face tells me he doesn't believe me.

We wait until nightfall to continue on. I slept, as Uriah kept watched. He stated I needed more rest considering my injury and I agree. Our diets were minimal since being captured, I am skinnier than I have ever been, but I have managed to maintain strong a physical frame. Mental strength is another story.

I'm shaken awake, "Tris, come on we need to leave now, can you walk?"

I nod at Uriah but wince as I move my leg, I have no idea how I'm going to do to walk. My head throbs, my mouth is dry and my whole body aches.

"Can you find me something I can use as a walking stick?" I ask Uriah as I reach out my hands and he brings me to my feet slowly.

"Sure, be back in a moment" Uriah says as he jogs towards the exit. Raising his gun as looks around the corner of the doorway.

I stand against the wall, letting the last two years of torture flow over me. How have I survived? How has Uriah survived? And then I picture the videos Paton showed us, manipulating us into suffering in silence. Tears build behind my eyes again just as Uriah walks back into the room.

"It's your lucky day Tris, somehow I've found the best looking walking stick ever." Uriah says in such a casual tone, as if he has forgotten we are running for our lives.

"If this is my lucky day, I would hate to see my bad days" I say with a laugh as I forget the memories and grab the stick from Uriah hands. "Come on, we are going to make some ground tonight. I'm not going to be able to run" I say with a sigh.

We stuck close to the walls of the buildings through the city. We reached the walls of the fence at midnight. Uriah looked at me "Ready?" He said.

"As ill ever be" I say as I take a deep breath in getting myself ready for the sharp pain that will occur as soon as Uriah touches my legs.

I reach my arms up towards the top of the fence and Uriah wraps both his arms around my knees and throws me up, just high enough to wrap my fingers around the other side of the fence. Uriah lets go and I shake as I hold my body weight.

"I'm going to push your good leg towards the top first, so you can get a better grip." Uriah said between breaths.

"Ok, lets try and do this quick" My voice is shaky and comes out in a pitch I never thought I had.

I hear Uriah laugh. "Always in such a rush Tris" and begins to push my leg upwards.

I clench my teeth together so I don't scream out in pain. My leg is almost to the top as I begin to twist my body so it falls on the top of the wall, I continue to pull myself up but my leg hits a hole in the brick and I begin to fall. I let out a small scream but Uriah catches my leg and with one shove pushes it back towards the top. With everything I have I somehow pulled myself up and both my right arm and leg dangle of the outside of the fence.

I let out a sign of relief and hear Uriah do the same.

Within minutes Uriah is up and over the fence, waiting for me to let myself fall so he can attempt to catch me and somehow he does.

I'm not sure who is more surprised, him or me. We both let a laugh as he sets me to my feet and grabs my walking stick.

"Do you remember the way?" Uriah asks me.

"My Father told me to walk straight ahead until we reach the creek and then walk east from there" I say. As I try a listen for the sound of flowing water.

"Can you walk or do you want me to carry you?" Uriah said, trying hard not to smile.

I lift my stick and hit him lightly across the head with it.
"No, I'm fine" I say with a laugh.

Our friendship has grown over the past two years; I guess being tortured together builds a bond between two people. As we walk Uriah grabs his gun from his waistband just in case.

"What do you think they'll do?" Uriah says softly as we make our way through grass that comes up to my chest.

"Who?" I say lightly, but I know exactly whom he is referring too.

"Everyone at the camp, my parents, Zeke, Christina, Cara, Caleb and Tobias…" He says Tobias name slowly, regretting it as soon as it leaves his lips.

"I think, I think they will act like they've seen a ghost," I say with a laugh, trying to keep this conversation light.

"Come on Tris, I need you to assess the situation"

"I don't know Uriah, its been two and a half years" I stop and look at him "To them, we have been dead for two and a half years, a lot can change and our deaths" My voice broke on the word deaths and tears had began to fall over my cheeks. "They would have changed them," I continued, not caring about how weak my voice sounded with the so my emotion in it.

Uriah looked up at the sky.
"Why did they have to do this to us? Why couldn't we have the normal lives with the people we loved?" The words spill out of his mouth with so much emotion I feel uncomfortable.

Uriah and I both know not to say anything when one of us reaches the point.

"What's to special about us? We didn't want to over throw the government or scream from the roof top that we were divergent!" He was yelling now. His tears now replaced with anger. "I was happy with being a Dauntless idiot, scaring the crap out of the new comers each year, eating cake and finally getting enough courage to sleep with Marlene" He drops to his knees and begins to sob.

I reach down to place my hand on his shoulder, trying to offer any sort of comfort possible.

"Did you" He begins between sobs. "Did you and Tobias ever?" I ask me.

The question takes me off guard, my mouth hangs open as I remember the night we put everything we'd ever done to hurt each other aside and fell into each other.

"Yes, a few days before everything happened" I say so low I didn't expect him to hear me.

Uriah must have got himself together while I was reliving the memories of that night because he was standing in front of me wiping his face with the back of his hand.

"We should keep going." He says, looking of into the distance.
"Yeah, we better." I say, almost just to myself.