Reunited. A fourtris story

Hi guys! This is my first fanfic so sorry if it sucks! I'll post a little at a time so I don't like spam anyone. This is told from Tobias's pov.
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I rub the back of my neck as I shove the door to my apartment open. My hand comes away dusty.
Ever since I lost Tris I've been doing odd jobs around construction sites rebuilding the city, and today's work involved filling in a hole with 3 tons of dirt.
Im heading towards the shower when my mind decides to bring up Tris. All I see is her face, her eyes staring into mine, and the urge to kiss her as hard as I can. I shake my head. If I get start thinking about her i'll never get any sleep.
I turn the water as hot as it will go and my mind drifts back to Tris, to the last time I saw her.
She survived three bullet wounds thanks to Matthews medical skills, and for two months we hung around the Bureau, not quiet sure what to do with the information there. We couldn't guard it forever, and taking it all out would take at least two years according to Matthew. So what did we decide to do? Blow it up. Tris, Christina, Zeke and I were positioned at random spots along the wires to make sure nobody tampered with them, since the fringe people and the majority of Chicago wanted to make sure the Bureau was destroyed, but there was a lot of people so we guarded the wire. Every thing went fine, the Bureau went up in flames and it looked like we were about to leave. Until the building left of us exploded.
People ran away from the explosion, but all I wanted to do was get to it. I knew Tris's position was somewhere along the building, and I had to get over there, to see if she was all right. But for every two feet I walked, I was pushed back ten. Finally I turned and ran with the rest of the crowd. Telling my self that she's ok and I would see her soon.
That was six months ago.
I had all but given up hope on her, thinking if she had survived, she would have found me by now. But I hadn't seen her since.
I realized my shower had turned cold, so I got out and dried my hair with a towel. I pulled on the sweatpants I usually wore to bed and stood in front of the mirror.
This had become a ritual, after I lost Tris. I would stand in front of the mirror and watch it the steam evaporate. I don't know why I did it, I just did. I had learned not to question it because if I did, I would just end back where I started.
This time though, it still had about 1/4 of the mirror left to unfog, when I heard the door to my apartment open and shut.
I tensed.
Had somebody been in my apartment?
I heard something fall.
No, someone was IN my apartment.
I didn't know what to do. My gun was outside in the drawer with my shirts, and for all I know this person was armed. I listen until I think the footsteps sounded like the person had their back to me, and shoved the door open.
What I saw wasn't a intruder though, and I felt my jaw drop.
It was Tris.
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Cliffhanger! I know it sucks but if you read it all the way through thank you! Next part tomorrow or Wednesday! All rights go the amazingly talented Veronica Roth!
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