What Next

29|"I Drink Gasoline."

<Lynn's POV>

I stand there in disbelief. We searched for hours for him and now as I have an emotional breakdown I almost impale him with a knife. With his muscles tensed and his veins popping he pulls the knife from the wall. He walks up to me slowly. "Can't say I'm not glad to see you, now where is Tris," he says while handing me the knife. I tuck it back in my belt loop.

"C'mon I'll take you to her," I say while beginning to walk away in the direction of the building we are staying in. I can't help but smile. Thank god Four is back, we need a leader.

"Oh hold on," Four says, stopping in his tracks. "You can come out now," he shouts aimlessly. I look around confused for someone he could be yelling to. Just as I am about to question him I see a boy with dark and eyes emerge from a thin ally way. I recognize the boy quickly. Peter, the boy that beat and helped Al almost rape Tris. This should be interesting.  Four puts his hands up in defense, noticing my confusion as to why he would be with Peter. I square up trying to make myself look bigger. "He is okay now I swear, just let me explain," Four says, desperately trying to get me to calm down.

"Hey I thought your head was shaved?" Peter asks. My fingers slip the knife from my belt loop once again and I chuck the metal weapon at the arrogant boy. Amazingly, Four catches the knife by the handle in mid-air. "Nice fire pretty girl," Peter says cockily. I cock my head to the side.

"I drink gasoline," I say without a care. Four walks up to me and places his hands in my shoulders.

"Just trust me Lynn, he saved my life," Four tells me. I shoot an icy glare at Peter and then nod to Four.

"Okay, well as long as you keep you little pet in check we shouldn't have a problem," I snarl. Yes I am being a bit mean. Should I have hugged Four, told him how much I miss him, probably. But now that Peter is in the picture everything has changed.

"I'm not a pet," Peter exclaims.

"Oh that right, you're an arrogant rapist fuckwad, let's go shall we?" I say looking back to Four at the tail end of my sentence. Both boys look at me surprised as I walk away in a strut. It takes only minutes to make it back to my friends and Caleb. I tell Four to wait while I make sure everyone is awake and emotionally stable. When I enter through the hole in the wall Caleb flashes me a sympathetic look with those puppy dog eyes. I fucking hate that. I ignore him completely and walk into the destroyed room. Everyone is awake and standing looking at me, awaiting what I have to say. "Okay you lot I need you all to close your eyes and if you speak your sorry worthless carcass is going to go through hell and back," I warn. Everyone stands in a line and closes their eyes after casting me a few confused glances.

Here goes nothing.

<Tris's POV>

I stand completely still, awaiting whatever it is Lynn has to show us. It can't be that important. Actually I'm beginning to find the stance I'm in quite comfortable. My fingers are interlocked with each other and my hair tickles my back when the drafty walls let in a soft breeze that ruffles the straight hair around in swirls. My mind is at complete peace, my body standing with ease. It is nice to have moments like these after he supposedly died. Moments where I am one hundred percent zen and pure. I think that it's healthy. "Open," Lynn says clearly. I open my eyes and hold my breath. Standing in front of us is Tobias in the flesh. At first I can't move at all. My whole body is stuck in place because of the amount of shock I am experiencing. Through my glazed eyes I notice my friends turn their heads to me and wait. They must be expecting me to do something, anything. Little do they know I can barely force myself to blink. I watch in a trance as Tobias takes a few steps towards me. Suddenly my blood turns to gasoline and every breath I take in is fire. My body ignites and I jump towards Tobias with my arms spread. His arms slither around my waist and my hands grasp desperately at his neck. My head tucks itself into the crook of his neck. The tears are immediate and slip down my face silently as I mutter things into Tobias's ear.

"I- I thought you were dead! I thought I lost you!" I exclaim wildly. I feel Tobias nod as he holds me against him like glue on paper.

"I know, but I'm here and I'm not going anywhere," he whispers. No one else but Tobias matters to me in this moment. I can't even see any of them through the blurring in my eyes caused by the waterfalls coming from my waterline. I have finally got Tobias back to me after hours of searching. After days of waking up screaming because he was believed to be dead. After seconds of watching his hand slip farther and farther away from mine as he fell from the bridge, away from my desperate grasp.

Tobias strokes my back carefully before I pull my head away from his neck. I smash my lips into his and from around me I hear Uriah whistle. The noise sounds like it came from miles away. Tobias and I's first encounter meant since I lost him lasts barely a minute but it feels like hours and I can't get enough of it. After a few more seconds of Tobias and I hugging and me crying I allow his best friend, Zeke, to embrace him. Zeke lost just as much as I did, and I know that. I can't imagine the pain I would feel if I lost my best friend. Where would I even be without Christina.

And just when I think nothing can ruin this bitter sweet moment a young medium height boy with dark hair and eyes walks into the room and my blood boils. No one has time to stop me from slamming him into a wall. The last thing I see before Peter hits the wall under the pressure of my forearm, is Christina's look of approval. If Christina is okay with it then I have zero problems with slitting the bastards throat.

A/N wowwww intense. I haven't update sin eons, oops. Hey this was okay right? STILL WAITING FOR THOSE LYNN AND CALEB SHIP NAMES WHERE THEY AT?