Divergent

Chapter 33

We get to the dauntless building and I look over at four. He's starting to take his seatbelt off. So I get out of the drivers seat and rush to the other side of the car. I quickly help him out and he rolls his eyes.

"I'm fine. I don't need help." He promises.

"The doctor said you were suppose to relax for the day." I remind and lock the car up. I help him into the building and he once again rolls his eyes.

"I need to go check on Suzan. So I'm gonna get you settled in my apartment, then go check on her, and I'll be back within ten minutes." I say and he shakes his head.

"Go now, I can let myself into your apartment." He refuses.

"Four-"
"Tris, I'm a big boy. I can easily walk down two hallways to get to your room." He interrupts. A sigh escapes my mouth and I shove my keycard into his hand.

"Make yourself at home. And be careful." I beg.

"I will." He replies and pecks my cheek. I nod and he starts walking down the hallway. I go in the direction of the infirmary and soon find Suzan's room. I quietly knock on the door, then open it.

There's a single cot lying in the center of the room. On both sides of the bed are counters built into the walls. She's propped up with pillows behind her back and Robert is sitting next to her.

"Suzan." I whisper and pull her into a tight hug. Her thin arms wrap around me and she squeezes me back.

"Thank you... For saving me." She whispers.

"It's not a problem. I just need you to tell me why happened. Did you see anyone's faces? A tattoo or scar anything that can help us?" I ask.

"They all wore masks. Half of the time I could barely see because my eyes wouldn't stay open. I just remember their voices." She says with a shiver.

"If you remember anything else, let me know. We might get some voice recordings and play them for you. If we did that, would you be able to pick out the voice?" I cautiously ask.

"Tris, she's been through a lot, I don't think-"
"I can do that." Susan cuts Robert off. He gives me a pleading look and I give them both a small hug.

"If either of you need anything, you know where to find me. I'll be back tomorrow." I say and Susan smiles.

"ThanKs Tris, I really appreciate it." She whispers.

"No problem, that's wha friends are for, right?" I ask with a small laugh. She agrees and i leave the room. Once I'm in the hallway I rush to my apartment. I silently prey that four got there okay. I use my spare keycard to open the door and see four sound asleep on the couch. A relieved sigh escapes my mouth and I go to his side.

"Four, wake up." I whisper and kiss his forehead. His eyes slowly open and I smile.

"You can sleep in my bed. This couch isn't comfortable enough to sleep on." I murmur. I help him sit up and he sighs.

"Thanks." He says and I peck his lips.

"I talked to Susan. She didn't see any scars or tattoos. She into knows that they had masks on. She also said that if she heard their voices again, she'd be able to remember." I say. A hopeful look shines in his eyes and he smiles.

"That's great. It's a lead." He says.

"Yeah." I whisper and help him into bed. The minute he's sitting down, he lifts me off the ground and tosses me on the other side of my bed. A giggle escapes my mouth and I cuddle against his side.

"The doctor said no heavy lifting, you shouldn't have done that." I scold. He rolls his eyes and kisses my forehead.

"I realized something yesterday." He seriously whispers. My eyes meet his and he brushes the hair out of my eyes.

"What's that?" I whisper back.

"We have a dangerous job... And we don't know what could happen while we're working. I would hate myself if my last words to you went forgotten. When I realized that everything was a set up. I was so scared, so, so scared. I thought I was going to lose you." He rants.

"Four, I'm right here. I'm safe, you made sure of that-"
"You didn't let me finish." he interrupts with a pout. I smile and he continues his rant.

"It's just that I want to spend every possible moment with you. Because we don't know what can happen in the future.... What I've been trying to ask you is, will you move in with me?" He asks and looks up at me with a nervous look in his eyes.

"Four..." I sigh out and close my eyes. His body stiffens around me and slowly nod.

"Yes, I'll move in with you." I whisper and his lips slam against mine.