Chapter 12

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I wake up with fours warm arms wrapped around me. He pulls me closer to his chest and rests his chin against the top of my head. I poke his chest and he grumbles in his sleep.

"Four let go." I whisper and try to wiggle out of his arms. He just holds me tighter.

"Four." I urge sternly. He finally opens his eyes and looks around with a confused look.

"What's wrong?" He asks tiredly. I smile at his morning hair and he pushes my hair behind my ear.

"What's wrong?" He asks once again, causing me to snap out of if.

"We have to get to training." I reply and look towards the clock. If we don't leave in the next five minutes we'll both be late and everyone will get suspicious.

"Shit." He curses and sits up. He rushes to his closet and comes back with a shirt.

"You can change into this." he says and I nod.

"Thanks." I say and he goes back into the closet. I quickly change into it and when he exits the closet his hair is done. I tie mine in a quick bun, then lace my shoes up.

"Ready?" He asks and I nod.
"Cmon." he adds and leads me out of the room.

"You should go in before me. I don't want people to know about....whatever we are." I stutter and he smiles.

"Yea. We can talk about this after training okay?" He asks.

"Okay." I agree and smile. He quickly gives me a peck on my lips then takes off down the hallway. I smile slightly and look down at the ground. I feel a blush heating up on my cheeks then slowly follow his path.
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Training ends and I flop down into a seat in the cafeteria. Chris sits next to me and the guys sit across from us. They all give me a look and I raise my eyebrows in a questioning manner.

"Two more trainings, then we can finally see who passes." Will states and picks at his burger.

"Yea two more torturous days." Chris mutters and i roll my eyes.

"It wasn't that bad." I reply.
"Yea because you're, like, really trying for this. You get up an hour earlier than needed!" Uriah exclaims. I shrug and take a bite out of my cake.

"I really want to get this job." I reply simply. I feel fours presence next to me and then a hand links with mine under the table. I bite my lip to keep from smiling and he runs small circles on my knuckles.

"What's with the goofy smile?" Uriah asks curiously. I immediately put a frown on my face.

"What?" I ask.
"You're smiling like you just had the best daydream of your life." Uriah chuckles.
"I was just thinking." I reply and lightly swat fours hand away from mine.
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I get back to my apartment and take a long shower. Once I'm dressed I hear a knock on my door. I open it and see four. He smiles and I let him in.

"Hey." I say.
"Hey." he replies and sets his laptop down at my dining room table.

"So.. i found some new information. On your brother." he states cautiously. I take a step closer to him and he unlocks the laptop so I can see a file.

"I-is it bad?" I stutter knowingly.

"It's not exactly the best information." he replies softly. I slowly turn the laptop towards myself and scan the screen. Four sits next to me and I sigh.

'Caleb Prior,
Parents (deceased): Natalie and Andrew Prior.
Natalie and Andrew Prior are ex-agents of the abnegation FBI headquarters.
Sister: Beatrice Prior
Mr. And Mrs. Prior are the center of murder case 182 as of 05/07/14. They were found dead in their Chicago house.
Beatrice Prior was not home when they were attacked. She is currently in the dauntless headquarters, doing training to become an agent.
Caleb Prior has been missing since then. There were clues leading to Caleb being home the night of the attack. Caleb's phone was left on the desk in his bedroom, the headphones were turned on. His bedroom window was slightly ajar and the door was locked. The bedspread was slightly crinkled showing that someone had been sleeping there recently.'

I look up at four with wide eyes and he frowns. I quickly shake my head, denying the information.

"No Caleb would have found me. He would have found a way to contact me or to-"
"Tris, there's proof that he was their, around the time of the break in." he intercepts softly. I close my eyes and he pulls me into his arms.

"Then where is he?" I ask.
"I don't know." he admits.
"But we'll find him. Well figure out what he heard that night." he adds and pulls me into a tight hug.

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