It is four days since Tris was shot. I feel like I am not awake and I am not sleeping, a ghost of a man whose mission is finished. The time stopped for me. I cannot go to the dormitory and everything in my head is too worried to be able to sleep. Christina and the others gave up asking me to get some sleep or to eat something. I am just coming back from my only walk – toward Uriah's room. He didn't wake up yet, but the doctors are expecting that hecould wake every minute. When I come back I look through her small window. The doctor noticed me and this time he coms out and points toward Tris, "I think it is time that you come in."
I almost cannot believe his words. "I hope this is a good news?" I ask, all my body trembling.
He thinks a bit and then says, "At least she seems to be stable. And there are no signs of infections or other complications. Of course you will have to wear a surgical mask, gloves and protective clothing. And take care not to touch her."
I feel uncomfortable with all these protective clothing on me. My knees are trembling when I step next to her bed and I gasp. Even if I would be allowed to touch her, I wouldn't dare. Her skin looks terribly damaged and I feel like it would crack at even the slightest touch. I sit next to her and I follow the lines of her face... She looks very different, very weak. I sit there, silent. I am thinking about what I would like to tell her and what she would say to me. I am sure she would like me not to doubt about her strength, so I try not to think about her damaged skin and her wounds. She would also like me to get over my anger toward Caleb, to forgive him. And to forgive myself for what I did to Uriah. I really hope that one day I will be able to tell her that she saved him too... I would like to tell her about all the hidden documents and to read them with her. And about all work that still has to be done to make this world better.
Then the doctor disturbs me. They need to do some measurements and I understand that my visit is finished for today. Wish to stay with her but I hope that his is for her good. I remove all protective clothes in the front room and when I step out I hear running steps. All I see are Christina's excited eyes, she is too upset to speak. When she sees me, she only succeeds to say "Uriah", as she flies away, grinning. The excitement of her eyes startles me and in some second I am at his room. I step in and I see his dark eyes, still a bit dazed. I feel like my grief and guilt would drain away, pulling with them all energy from my cells. I slide to my knees next to his bed, next to Zeke, who holds his hand, grinning. Uriah looks around. His eyes are sleepy, but aware. In a moment the room is full of our friends. It seems like he recognized us and the corners of his lips twist into a small smile. Then his lids close again, but a little smile remains on his face for some more seconds. He drifts away, but the happiness is all I see on our faces. Christina gives me a happy hug and then I find myself face to face with Zeke. I know I should say something, but I don't know what to say. Luckily he seems to exactly know what he wants to say: "I didn't have the possibility to thank you for coming for us to Chicago and for informing us about the accident. I would just like that you know that I appreciate that." He stops for a second and then adds, "I believe that we will be soon happy for Tris too!"
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Allegiant - alternate ending
FanfictionThe Allegiant ending was not so bad but it made me empty. There were two reasons why I did not like it. Firstly the sacrifice as it is now seems useless to me. For Caleb it was more another grief than help (not thinking about Four...). And the secon...
