Tris pov
It's been a few weeks since I came back home from the hospital. Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment and the doctor says that I should be good to go to work again. Ian isn't awake from his coma yet and they're planning on pulling the plug tomorrow night, they say that his brainwaves or something are getting worse. I would like nothing more than for Ian to wake up and be his cheery and crazy self again. But until then Josh will take over, he is a leader and keeps on bugging Tobias about him becoming one too. James an older leader keeps trying to befriend Tobias I don't know why. I mean he is so old he could technically be his grandpa.
"Tris?" I hear Tobias yell through the apartment. He probably just woke up.
"In here!" I yell back. Proceeding to hang the wet clothes fresh from the washing machine to dry and fold the dry, clean laundry. Suddenly I feel two strong arms wrap around me, I jump, but relax when I notice that they are Tobias' arms. I lean back against his chest and get lost in the smell of his scent. I close my eyes and open them again to turn around and kiss him. When I turn in his arms it's only seconds until his lips gently connect with mine. When we pull away I get lost in his eyes. For a few moments, we are infinite, time is infinite and not a thing in the world could ever get between us. When I glance at the small clock hanging on the wall, my eyes widen. I jump out of Tobias' arms and make a run for the shower. I jump into the hot water washing my hair and body quickly. When I'm done I jump out of the shower searching the cabinet for a clean towel. Once I've located one I dry myself off and almost sprint into the bedroom, quicker than I have since I was shot I jump into my clothes.
When I finally run into the kitchen, the clock on the oven reads 7.57 and Tobias tosses me two pieces of toast sandwiched together with some jam (or jelly I don't know what it is anymore at this point) between the two slices of bread. I shoot him a quick thank you and we race out of the door together. Down the countless hallways and into the pit, when we arrive I take a quick glance at Tobias' watch and peck him on the lips before we separate, I'm going to be late!
When I finally burst through the office doors Uriah stands in the door opening.
"Hey, look who finally shows up!" He yells clearly exaggerating.
"Uri, it's only two minutes over 8," I say panting.
"Yeah, yeah, details. You were late that's the whole point." He says mockingly.
I open my office door and step inside the office that feels so familiar, like a second home almost. Even if I haven't been in here for a long time and before the accident I had not spent too many hours in here. But it still feels like a safe place, but a little empty without Ian being just across the hallway. Seeing his always-open door closed sends a wave of guilt over me. If I could've stopped them...
My train of thought is being interrupted by a knock on the door. I look up to see Amar standing in the doorway with Josh standing behind him.
"Amar! What are you doing here?" I ask him, he's close friends with Tobias and I've grown pretty close to him too. "Josh" I acknowledge him with a small nod.
"Well first of all Amar wants to be an ambassador and that comes in handy because even if Ian recovers he probably won't be able to work again," Josh speaks up, "And even if he can get to work again he won't be able to handle the stress being the headambassador. As you may know, the tradition is that the head ambassador chooses someone to follow him up when something happens to him, the only condition is that this person has to be younger than him. The letters will be distributed and placed on the desks tomorrow."
"Okay, anything else?" I ask, actually still a little confused.
"No, I just wanted to give you a heads up and say, welcome back," Josh says with a hearty smile. Before he turns around and leaves he says, "Oh and Amar will get the office next to you. You have the keys, right Tris?"
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What could have happend
FanfictionA divergent no war story What if Tobias has a sister? What if Eric was nice behind his mean aperance? What if the war never happend? What if...? That were the questions that spooked through my head, so i decided to answer them through my own fanfict...
