ANOTHER CHANCE (Divergent Story : After Allegiant)

CHAPTER 10 : City

Tobias P.O.V.

Tris fell asleep in my arms while we were watching television. I turn off the TV and pick her up from the coach, taking her to bed. When I put the blanket over her, she mumbles, “Stay.”

I go and lock up the apartment and put all the lights off and get ready for bed. I hold her in my arms and drift off to sleep thinking about a life with her again.

When I wake, I see it is still a bit early for anything, so I decide I will call everyone up to meet this afternoon.  I go and get dressed in comfortable clothes that I can walk in as we are going into the city later. I head to the phone and start dialling Christina’s number. She will meet us here at 2pm this afternoon. After that I phone Matthew, Zeke and Shauna, Amar and George, Caleb and Cara. I know she still haven’t remembered him passed being a traitor, but he was Erudite and might have some ideas about our situation and what we can do to get payback. I guess I am going to have to tell them why I want to do this and that means I am going to have to mentioned the baby. Our baby.

I never gave it much thought about being a father, I guess I always thought that I might end up like Marcus. But with everything that went on in the war, I never did consider it. And when I lost her, I gave up on it completely, because I couldn’t think about having a family that wasn’t with her. I guess I was still grieving in some way the past 3 years, even when it felt that I wasn’t.

Christina and them gave up trying to set me up on dates after a while when they realised that I never went to any, no matter how hard they tried. I was content in living alone. I worked, hanged out with my friends and slept. That was until now. I really need Tris in my life. I can’t go back to that now that I know she is alive.

I go and get coffee ready when I hear Tris moving in the room, after a while she comes into the kitchen.

“Good morning, how did you sleep?” I ask her, knowing that it looked like she slept free of nightmares.

 “Good morning, I slept okay. Haven’t slept through a night in a while,” she tells me.

“Good, here,” I say handing her a cup of coffee. I only now realise that she is already dressed for the day with some light makeup to hide some of the bruises and cuts. Some of the ones on her arms are turning yellow already and will soon fade away.

“The gang will be here at 2pm, so we can do some sightseeing till 12. Then we can go and eat somewhere, only if you feel up to it.” I tell her.

“That sounds okay, it would be nice to see the changes to Chicago. I kinda never got to see it after the war I guess.” she says with a small chuckle. I get angry at her, if she thinks this is something to laugh about. I still feel the ache in my heart about that day when I lost her. I just give her a look to say that she mustn’t joke about that.

I guess she knows what I was thinking, because she tells me, “Sorry, it wasn’t funny.” and turn to look out the window.

We drink our coffee in silence and then we are ready to leave. I lock my apartment up then we head into the weekend traffic of the city. I don’t live to far from my office or the Hub. I can see her look at the buildings and people in awe. This must all be so strange to her, seeing all these people wandering the streets on their way to their weekend activities.

“Tell me about the city,” she says to me, while glancing at my face.

“Well, let’s see. A lot has chanced, as you might see.” I tell her. I start with the basic information as, there are no more factions or choosing ceremonies. There are new types of schools, there are shopping centres, new technologies, more people have vehicles, although I still like to catch the train or walk. The trains actually stop now at designated placed and they put seats in them. You can about get everywhere in the city with a train.

I tell her all this while watching her out of my peripheral vision. She is looking around, craning her neck so far and turning it so quickly so see everything, that she might break it off. We wander around for a few more hours before I realise it is time for lunch.

I take her shoulder, I was previously holding her hand the whole time, and lead her to a restaurant. I get there and get a table for two. As I pass one of the table, not really looking at anyone, I hear my name being called.

“Four!” someone shouts as I am trying to see who it was. Just then my eye lands on Jessica. Urg, please not her again. I try to be polite and wave at her, still following the waiter to our seat. We get there and I help Tris in her seat.

“Your waiter will by right with you,” he tell us and leaves.

Before I can even say anything to Tris, Jessica comes up to me and kneels against the table next to me. “Hey, why didn’t you greet me before.” she says in a half sulking voice.

“Sorry, I was busy being lead to a table and I would like to introduce you to Tris. Tris, this is Jessica.” I tell them, waving my hand between them.

“Nice to meet you Jessica,” Tris says in an awkward voice. I can see she is trying to see how I know Jessica.

Jessica on the other hand, turns to Tris, looks her up and down and says hi. Just when she wanted to speak to me further, realisation comes across her face and she looks at me, then at Tris.

 “Tris? As in THE Tris?” she asks me. “But how is that possible, Christina said she died.” she questions me, raising her eyebrows to me, as if she thinks I am lying.

“Well obviously she didn't, I was lead to believe she did. Sorry but if you will excuse me, I want to have some lunch with Tris. Bye Jessica,” I say, dismissing her from our table. She really has been a pain in my ass for a while now and I still haven’t forgiven Christina or Zeke for trying to make me go on a date with her. It was damn awful. I was so lucky when the night was over, but she has been bugging me on and off for a few months now. I really hope she gets the picture and leave me alone now.

I turn back to Tris and give her a smile. “What would you like to eat?” I ask her.

“Umm, I don’t know. I have no idea what half this stuff is to be honest.” she says while giving me a shy smile.

“Do you trust me?” I ask her. She looks at me and nods her head. I order for both of us and we make small talk while we wait for the food to arrive.

Our food arrive and I watch Tris as she eats. She seems to enjoy what I ordered for her, which makes me happy. She hasn’t changed over the past few years and I seem to remember everything about her likes and dislikes.

Once we are done, we head back to the apartment to wait for the others to show up.

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Here is a new chapter, I nearly have the next one done. Will post it early next week. 

All characters belong to Veronica Roth

Enjoy guys

Diane