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David is on the Track.

Halfway up, I had to stop to catch my breath. Nita refused to answer any of my inquires including why weren't they present at stargazing. Her eyes trail down from my ruffled hair to my panting chest. I have forgotten why I gave up on cutting my hair like the Abnegation but even when I did cut them, they just happen to grow again. 

"You never got exausted when we were at the Gentetic Bureu. You were all about strength and bravery" She points. "What happened to you?" 

"Just... Welcome to my other side." I gasp. Nita giggles and leads the way. 

"I was wondering Four, about Tris' progress." She says and I almost stop in confusion. When did she start caring for Tris? And when was the last time she checked on Tris? My heart isn't with Nita, for now. "I mean, is her memory coming back?" She spins around to see me just compose my face at the last second.

'I'm sorry Four." she whines. "It'll be alright." She looks me in the eye but I can't look back. I feel like she wasn't sorry for Tris losing her memory, she was sorry that I lost her. Sorry for me. 

And that should not be the case. 

"No. She's fine." I answer sternly. "We all have our hopes in her. Tris will be fine." 

"But keeping hopes up high isn't healthy for you, you know." She says simply; no ounce of pity or sarcasm. 

"Your point?" I demand. Nita has no right to say that to me. Who does she think she is, telling me my Tris is nowhere to be found. "Is that do you remember how long it took for you to get over her death?" She raises her eyebrow in anger, her face contorting with disgust. 

"You hardly survived that, Four! And if she disappoints you again, what are you gonna do?" She slams her hands against my chest. "Are you going to go back to your own little confinement and get drunk too much just to forget such a petty little memory?" I'm too stunned to speak. 

She lets out an exasperated groan. "I can't even believe I have faith in such a weak, coward man!" Now that was enough. I have heard enough of her and now she gets a piece of my mind. No one calls me a coward or a weakling. I might have been many things but I'm none of these.

"Now listen, Nita." I lower my voice. I can't touch her, no matter how much I want to inflict pain on her. No matter how much she deserves it. "I have absolutly no idea what your problem is." I hiss. Nita doesn't flinch. No matter. I sense fear in her. "But if your problem is with Tris or any of my friends, I promise you, I'll personally hand you over to David and leave you at his mercy." 

Nita's eyes are clear through her glasses. They are hard, yet afraid of me. I'm fine with that. We glare at each other for a second but Nita breaks the connection. She lowers her gaze, and I see why. A tear collected at the corner of her eye. 

She balls her fist and sniffs her nose. I'm speechless for awhile. She waalks near me, biting her lip. I don't push her away. "I hope you know what you're in for." She whispers and walks away before shiving me with her shoulder. 

I find my own way to Mathews, knowing he has something to do with David. First Marcus, then Jeanine Mathews and now him. Will the evil governors ever leave me alone? Will they ever give up on controlling me? Controlling us?

I sign in defeat. No, we will always have someone above us who will never let us live in peace. I walk to the lab, or Max's office where Mathews has his computer. I open the door slightly. 

"Come on in." Mathew invites but his eyes are still on the computer. 

"Anything new?" I ask. Deep inside, I'm wishing David has no plans yet. That he is vulnerable and at loss. I wish I don't have to lose Tris again just after I got her back. I won't let that happen. 

"Yes Four. A lot has changed since a we first arrived." Mathews' voice suggests things are serious. He isn't smiling or slouching or pouting his lips. This is bad.

"What's wrong?" I inquire. 

"You'll see." He murmurs and passes me the computer Max once used. I's old and rusty now but it works perfect. My eyes scan the screen as I press play. 

"-have thousands of those small hovering pods. why?" Its a woman. A very confused woman. 

"I'm afraid someone has stolen one of your pods." A crease in his brow. David. 

"Nonesense! We haven't lend these ships for years. Who would steal them?" She laughs, but she herself is doubtful. Strange. 

"One of my workers." He wispers like it's a secret. "I can show her profile if you find out the missing pod's tracking plate." 

"Well..." She hesitates. Good. "I'm not allowed to do that, you know." A weak smile. 

"Come on, Sarah!" He pleads, his eyes crinkling. "That worker has one of my clients with her. She kidnapped my patient." His eyebrow furrow. "You need your pod back, don't you?" 

"Ofcourse I do!" She slams her hand on the desk. "But I can do that without your help. I have no reason to give you the information about my lost Aircraft."

David's eyes lit up. "Aircraft, you said?" Wrong move, Sarah. 

"Uh, I uh - never mind!" She groans. "It's my problem. And besides, you have no right to question my descisions." 

"You are right, Sarah." He agrees. "Yet, I need your help."

"David, even if I do, it'll take atleast half a month to find the stolen craft." She says. "We're kind of disorganised for a moment." An appolgetic smile.

"What! I can't wait much longer!" He is definetly angry. 

"I'm sorry, but I'll try my best." With that, Sarah srands up. :Have a good day, David." 

I inhale. "You good, Four?" Mathews touches my shoulder. 

"FIne." I say to curtly. 

"So, only a month."

"No, hardly a month, Mathews!" I snap. 

We need to hurry. And ready oursleves. And now. 

Sup guys? Just reread Insurgent and guess what? I FORGOT LYNN DIES! And now I'm at the verge of throwing myself down the chasm for forgetting such a fact. And then she is included in my story. Wrong Move, Lumi. I guess I can't rewhine but I'll have to do something dramatic. Take drastic measures from now on. Well, catch you soon. 

Bye. 

Love, XlumiX