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Well, that's interesting!

"Get her in the vehicle, i'll alert Jeanine" Marcus said gravely. Eric was standing there, device in hand with a disbelieving look on his face. It would have been hilarious to Liz if she wasn't, you know, laying on the ground, bound and ready to be shipped off for torture.

lol!

Liz was breathing heavily, the sound of Tris' struggles against her captors in the background. Eric bent down, seemingly having regained his composure.

"You think you got lucky? You're wrong. You're gonna wish i killed you" He smirked maliciously.

Honestly, men.

Hiding her fear, Liz rolled her eyes and just spat on his shoes. His face hardened again and he stood up straight, walking away.

When he turned, Liz couldn't help but shut her eyes tightly. After all of her, Four and Tris' efforts to remain in hiding, after all their sacrifices. She would be back in their grasps once again.

When she was being walked out, five guards flanked her. Honestly, Liz took it as a compliment, they really needed five fully grown dauntless men to take her down.

Walking through the halls was surreal. She knew Tris was being led out behind her, but while Liz was being taken to Jeanine, she was going to be killed.

Liz turned around to look at Tris, to make sure she was alright but when she did, a figure made their way out of the shadows.

It was Four.

He jumped out, grabbing Eric by the shoulders and slamming him to the ground.

Fuck me

Not the time.

Four punched Eric enough times for him to remain on the ground while he stood, bringing out a handgun and aiming it at Eric's hair.

At least 30 Dauntless crowded around them, all armed, all ready to shoot. Only, they weren't aiming at them. All guns were pointed at Eric. That's when Liz noticed Tori and Christina in the crowd.

She let out a breath of pure relief and a smile grew on her face. Four made his way over to her and got out a knife. He cut her bindings and brought her into a tight hug.

It felt great to be in his arms again. To smell and feel his comforting presence around her was more than enough.

She pulled away from him and cupped his face in her hands. She wouldn't kiss him, not here in front of everyone. She just wanted to make sure he was un-injured.

"You're alright?" She whispered to him worriedly, eyes scanning his entire body for any sort of harm.

And cause he was really hot.

"I'm alright" He whispered back to her.

Breaking up their moment, Tris cleared her throat, raising her still bound wrists. Liz smiled and Four rolled his eyes, a smile nearly twitching onto his face as he made his way over to free her.

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