Emergent

Chapter Five

I can't go back in the city. I can't re-live everything that happened, even just in my mind. I can't see the shock and anger on Christina and Tobias' faces when they see I'm alive. I can't handle it.

"Beatrice you have to go back! Don't you know how happy everyone would be?" He asks, a horrified look in his eyes. I would be horrified too, if a person I thought was dead didn't long to see anyone.
"No, I don't. And I can't go back. Not after all this time, everyone has healed already" I hope, "and there is no way I can do that to them."
"That's why it's the perfect time!" Caleb exclaims. "Everyone is doing well. But having you there, it would just be..." He stops and ponders what he could say. What does that mean? "I can't even describe how great."

I don't know how to reply to that. "C'mon Tris." I still can't reply, he didn't call me by my Dauntless name often. "I'm taking you home."

But I was home. This was my home now, isolated and safe, somewhat. But before I could break my daze I was in the passenger seat of the mail truck and headed to the city.
"Caleb, wait! I can't go, I can't!"
"Beatrice, plea-"
"Isn't this a form of kidnapping?" He laughs at this.
"Whatever you want to call it. Technically I'm driving you home."
"But I was home!" I exclaim. "I was in my house all cozy and safe, so technically you are kidnapping me."
"Just be quiet Beatrice."
"No, I won't until you take me back." He is quiet for a moment, then looks at me and smirks,
"You are quiet right now."
"Well then LALALALALALA" I scream. This is the first time Caleb and I have argued as if we were children. I enjoyed it, but it wasn't the time for it. If this had gone my way, no time would be the right time. He would be well on his way home, by himself. Or even better, not at my house at all.

Before I can open my mouth to protest again, Caleb puts us into park and my eyes dart to the big gray building standing before us. The Bureau. "You said you couldn't go back to the city. This isn't the city."