"Who is he?" I ask and he sighs.
"Jeanine Matthews is the big boss over at the erudite head quarters. If her brother has something to do with this..." he trails off and I frown."If her brothers involved, what?" I urge.
"If her brothers involved, she's involved. They're twins and they have this weird bond. They're each other's best friends. I've seen them once or twice when I was traveling for training." He replies stiffly."So you're telling me that the boss of erudite might be the ones that killed my parents?" I quietly ask.
"That's exactly what I'm telling you." he replies with a sad look. I take a deep breath, then close my laptop."Should we go to Myra?" I ask.
"No... If we go to her she'll take the case away from us. She doesn't have the power to stop her, we've been suspicious of Jeanine for years. Myra just hasn't been able to connect the dots. There's little things that we knew she was involved in... But it's not everyday that we get traitors. Especially someone like Jeanine." he replies."So what do we do?" I hoarsely whisper. He gives me a calculating look then smiles.
"Well partner, we take this case on and when we get closer to actually solving this mess. We'll figure out what to do, once were sure that we have enough evidence." He suggests.
"I'm fine with that." I agree and he smiles.
"Would you like to get a real lunch before we get back to this?" He asks with raised eyebrows."I'm starving." I admit and he lifts me off my seat.
"It's settled then. We are on a break, and now we can get back to being boyfriend and girlfriend." he smirks and presses his lips to mine. I laugh and kiss him back."It seems like you've gotten use to carrying me." I comment with raised eyebrows.
"I have." he cheekily smiles. He carries me out of the room and down the hall, towards the cafeteria.
"Stay here. Ill be right back." he states and pecks my lips before going into the kitchen. I sigh and lean against the wall. Within five minutes he's back with a picnic basket."We're not eating here?" I question.
"No, I'm going to show you my special spot here. It usually calms me down." he replies with a smile. I nod and he links our hands together. We trail down the halls and he opens an Emergancy exit door."Isn't this against the rules?" I ask when I realize we're going to the roof.
"Nah, the cameras in this part of the building aren't monitored. They get checked once every week or so. I have time to go back and erase it if I have to." he replies and I raise my eyebrows.
"Mr. Eaton, are you telling me that you're going to commit a crime!" I exclaim in fake horror. He chuckles and shakes his head. I see the sadness in his eyes and my smile drops.
"We're not doing anything wrong." he replies.
"You don't like going by your last name do you?" I quietly realize."It's not that. It's actually nice to hear my real name. The nickname four was made because I didn't like going by my real name. Tobias brought back memories that were unneeded.... Now I realize that I kind of miss it." he shrugs. I peck his cheek then continue walking.
"It's settled. When we're alone I'll call you Tobias." I whisper. He chuckles and wraps his arms around my waist. He lifts me up the last two steps and pushes the door open. The wind hits me and my hair blows backwards.
"It's beautiful." I whisper and stare at the sky. It's a mixture of blues and purples.
"I come up here to clear my mind." he replies and leads me to the edge of the building. He spreads a blanket out and we sit down.
"You always find the best places." I reply and he chuckles. He opens the basket and takes out a few plates with fruits and sandwiches.
"So... I was thinking about telling you more about myself." he states and I frown up at him.
"What do you mean?" I question.
"Well I didn't exactly go to depth about my childhood. I think you deserve to know." he shrugs."Are you sure?" I ask.
"Oh course I'm sure. I know so much about you." he chuckles and playfully ruffles my hair.
"Okay." I agree and turn so I'm looking at him."I had a normal family up until I was five or six. Then my mom died, and my dad got abusive. You know that much... But I didn't go into depth about it. I wasn't a bad kid, but he made me feel like I was. He use to hit me for little things. Like not taking my shoes off when I entered the house, or for being home late from school. When he killed all of those people... I was there." he states with a pained expression.
"What do you mean?" I ask and rest my hand on his shoulder. He relaxes slightly then closes his eyes.
"All of those innocent people, were killed right in front of me. I remember every little move he made. Every shot he took and every word he said. I always think about it, wake up in the middle of the night. I should have done something to help them. I should've stopped him-"
"Tobias, you were a kid. You couldn't possibly stop him. You can't blame yourself for that." I interrupt. His eyes flash open and he stares at me."Everyone tells me that. But it's not true. I could've picked up a gun and shot him, I could've called the police or-"
"Tobias, please. Don't blame yourself for this. You were a kid. You didn't know any better. He was your father." I beg and move closer to him. I pull him into a tight hug and he sighs against my neck.
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Divergent
FanfictionJoin Beatrice Prior on her journey. Her ex-FBI agent parents are dead. Her brother is missing. And she is doing everything to find out the missing pieces to her parents murder. She joins the FBI training course and soon becomes an agent. She meets s...