Convergent

Chapter Sixteen

Tobias

She looks so peaceful in her sleep. I gently run my fingers through her hair, but am careful to avoid her wound. It makes me sick, repicturing her with the wires coming out of her chest, and with her head cut open, I have no idea what they were doing to her head, but I don't believe Marcus. Whatever went wrong with her surgery wasn't just for some experiment on my reaction; no, they were doing something to her, something, that I think is linked to my Convergence, but I don't know what, in fact I don't really even know what it means to be Convergent. It's clear that it has to do with my ability to manipulate the system, but how does that make me dangerous? I suspect that it is like the Divergent; there's more to it than just being able to change a few simulations, for now though I'm not going to worry about it, I am going to focus on Tris, and her getting better.
I can tell by her expression that her head is bothering her, so I hold an ice-pack to her head, and gently stroke her hair, to help remove the tension, and help her relax. It took a toll on her body, when she woke up and jumped out of the hospital bed, to protect me from Marcus, and it really hurt her when the belt struck where she was shot, two years before. I am still in awe of her. No one has ever cared about me enough before to put them self in harm's way for me. BeforeTris, no one ever loved me at all.
I can't begin to imagine what it must have been like, to wake up back where she was experimented on, and find out that her mother isn't actually dead.... And that she was the one that was experimenting on her. Every time I look at her, I can see the damage in her face, she presents herself differently, less confident, and more nervous, she now knows that she can get hurt, I've almost lost her more times than I can count, I refuse to let it happen again. I will not let anything or anyone hurt her, ever again. I pull her tighter to my side, We are in a recovery room in the Bureau, I can tell that she is uncomfortable with being here, but this is the best place for her, here are her pain medicines, and here we can quickly get medical help, if needed. Suddenly she starts twisting, and thrashing in her sleep, her eyes flutter open, with a scream, she starts to jump out of the bed, her eyes searching wildly until they find mine, then I see every muscle in her body relax at once, and she slumps back into my arms. I rub her back, and bury my face into her hair.
"Sh-shhhhhhh...It was just a bad dream, you're safe, I've got you. Everything's okay." Tears start dripping down her face and I cup her face in my hand, and wipe the tears off with my thumb.

"I love you." She says shakily, and at that moment I want to scoop her up in my arms, and hide her from all the problems of the world, so I do. I ease an arm under her knees, and another under her neck, I kiss each of the birds on her chest, starting with the bottom, and going towards the top. I kiss under her jaw, and her cheek, and I kiss her nose, finally I kiss her lips, the gentle pressure relieving all of the pain in her eyes. I sit down on the bed with her still wrapped in my arms; she wiggles out of my grasp, and separates, panting. Then, she does something unexpected; she squeezes her legs around my waist, and wraps her arms around my neck, she is sitting on top of me, and she pulls me into her, her hand under my shirt, and her fingers spreading out over the small of my back, I shiver from delight, I hope she can't tell. If she can she doesn't mention it, she just smashes her lips into mine, Oh I love her; I love her with all of my mind, with all of my heart, with all of my soul. I am hers, and she is mine, and it will be like this till the end of time. Our kisses eventually become less hungry, and more comforting, I hold her close, and she holds me tightly to herself. I skim her cheek with my thumb, and she presses her face into my palm, still wetting with tears.
"It was happening again-" She says softly "I was back in front of the safe with David. He- he" Her voice breaks off in tears, and my heart turns to stone. In her dream David was shooting her again, it is not good for her to be back at this place, we are leaving as soon as it is safe for her to get out of here. He deserves to die, now that I see what he has done to her, now more than ever, revenge burns bright inside of me.
"I will kill him." I say through gritted teeth.
"I will kill him, for what he did." She grips my collar and presses her tearstained face into my chest, slowly shaking her head.
"Don't-" She says shakily "He may torture me in my dreams, but he's no longer a threat, to anyone."
"But-" She solemnly shakes her head.
"The Bureau still needs its leader. Promise me you won't do it." I nod and she frowns.
"No, promise me that you will not do something stupid, to get rid of him."
"Alright, I promise." She smiles and rests back into my body, a wave of fatigue hitting her.
And I do promise, I will not do something stupid to get rid of him, I will plan, it will be so much worse than what he did to her.