A/N: It's been forever since I've updated! So sorry! I've been super busy, and, well, the time I do have is spent reading. I'm actually re-re-re-re-re-reading Divergent ;) Are you all excited for Insurgent to come out? I'm excited, but I'm dreading it at the same time. I'm always worried that the movies won't do a good job following the book, and from the looks of the trailer...anyways, hope you enjoy this. It hopefully won't be too long before I update again. This isn't the best chapter-sorry.

Tobias leads me to the couch and pulls me down with him as he sits.

"So," he glances at me. "What was it that Christina said that made you blush like that?"

I bite my lip and look away. "Nothing."

"Right." He searches my face until I break into a grin.

Heat rushes to my face as I recall Chris, and what she said.

"Your fear of intimacy," she had whispered before she slipped out the door. "You're over it now, aren't you? You aren't weary of affection-you finally shed your Abnegation?" She winked as she added, "You don't faint at the sight of kissing anymore, do you?" Not wanting to answer that personal a question, I had slammed the door in her face like the polite person I was. I could hear her laugh as she walked back to her room.

"Tris?" Tobias' voice brings me back to the present.

"Fine," I sigh as I wriggle against him. "She-she asked if I…got over my fear of intimacy," I mumble.

"And did you?" Tobias looks tense. He won't meet my eyes. I place my hands on either side of his face and turn his head towards me. He looks nervous, guarded.

"Yes," I say as I stare into his eyes, so that he will have no doubt that I mean it. I need him to know that I am not afraid of being with him. I need him to know that I trust him whole-heartedly. I can feel him relax against me as I wrap my arms around him and press my lips to his cheek. I lay my head on his chest as his hands tangle in my hair.

"I love you," I whisper, my voice muffled by his shirt. "I never said it enough, before. And I intend to make up for it now."

He laughs quietly, his chest rumbling. "I love you, too. More than you'll ever know."

I want to get away from the Bureau. The walls are beginning to feel stifling, and I know that Tobias is also feeling claustrophobic. I'm not entirely sure where we would go, but I'm fine with most anywhere as long as Tobias is with me. The doctors refuse to let me step foot out of the Bureau, though. They're convinced that I'm still not healed enough.

So, for now, Tobias and I walk the halls together, stretching my legs. He holds his arm around me, taking some of my weight. I sigh in contentment as he brushes his hand over my back. We duck into a dark, side hallway. I brush the wall with my free hand as we walk, enjoying the cool feel. I glance at him; he seems to be deep in thought.

"Hey," I nudge him. "What're you thinking about?"

"I-" he sighs. "I'm trying to see your side." At my confused look, he adds, "When you went in instead of Caleb. I always knew-still know-that you're selfless, but I'm just…scared. I'm afraid that I'll lose you again, but this time for good. I just don't understand-" He breaks off and turns his face away, making an irritated gesture with his hand as he tries to explain himself. "I just don't understand how you could've gone in there, Tris. When you knew there was a significant chance that you wouldn't come back out. That I would've been left alone with no explanation as to why."

I can only stare at him. This has obviously been bugging him for a while. I hadn't exactly thought through how he would feel when I threw myself into danger-again. A stab of guilt goes through me.

Tobias eyes me as he adds, "I know you told Caleb to tell me that you didn't want to leave me, but if that were true you wouldn't have gone in there." I'm silent for a minute and he sighs. "I'm not being fair to you. Here I am complaining when you nearly died a week ago."

I put my hand on my forehead and close my eyes. Finally, I look up and meet his eyes.

"No, no. You're right. I'm sorry." That's not enough, not nearly enough, to apologize for the magnitude of what happened-of what I did to him again. I want to explain it more, have to explain it more, but I can't find the words. I need to at least try, though. "I knew that you would be fine, at least that's what I told myself, if you lost me." He opens his mouth to protest but I hold up a hand. "I was wrong. I knew it all along, but I made myself believe it to keep going. I'm done throwing myself into danger. I'm sorry."

Am I, though? If I was faced with the same choice again, would I take it, to save Caleb? I look at Tobias and something settles in my mind. No. I'm done. I'm done risking myself and my relationship with him for everyone else. He's the one I care about most, my true family. And that means that I am selfish, in this respect, but I don't care. The world will just have to survive without me saving it. I grin a little at the thought. I'm so humble.

He looks at me a few moments then nods. "I believe you. But, in the case that you do have to face danger, take me with you." A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth as he adds, "I don't plan to leave your side again. Think of it as your punishment. So you're just going to have to put up with me for the next-" He glances at the ceiling, counting.

I shove him gently as he laughs, but then I'm laughing too. He looks at me, suddenly serious again, as he says, "Promise me you won't leave me again. I need you." He touches his forehead to mine as he whispers, again, "I need you." I can only nod against the lump in my throat. I bury my face into his shoulder and try furiously to blink my tears back. Since when did I cry so easily? He pulls back and looks into my eyes, worried.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" He pulls his arms back from my sides.

I shake my head firmly, and he hesitantly puts his arms back around my waist. I put my good arm behind his neck. My injured arm can't stretch that far, so I set it on his waist instead. His eyes look black in this light, reminding me of all the times we spent hidden in the Dauntless halls.

"What're you smiling at?"

I start a little at his words. I hadn't realized I had been smiling. At least the urge to cry had left.

I lean up and brush his lips with mine. "Just remembering our times spent hidden in the Dauntless halls."

He snorts a little to himself. "I remember when I caught you in the training room, with Uriah, Marlene, and Lynn, shooting-what was it?-Muffins?"

I smile at the memory. "You grabbed me as I was exiting, and I remember grabbing your hand-"

He laughs, now. "And then you ran off. I was there for the longest time, grinning like an idiot."

"Really?" I never really thought about what he did when I left, but I did not picture him doing that. "Why?"

"Because," he says, leaning in to kiss me. "It was the first time you willingly touched me."

I think back and realize that he's right. I pull myself up with my good arm and press my mouth firmly to his. He gently presses me against the wall as kisses me back. For minutes we kiss, enjoying each other.

Finally, he pulls back. "We better get back. The others will be wondering where we went." I nod as he gently pulls me to my feet. I feel cold without him against me. He twines his fingers with mine and runs his finger over my palm as we walk. Zeke nearly runs into us as we exit the side hallway.

"Uh, hey." he says. "Where'd you come-ohhhhh" he breaks off as he sees the hall behind us. "What were you doing in a dark hall?" He asks, wiggling his eyebrows. I feel heat rush into my cheeks. Tobias just grunts and pushes past him. I glance behind me to see Zeke shaking his head. He winks as he catches my eye, and I quickly look forward again. I stick close to Tobias' side as we walk back to our room.