The Forgotten Eaton (Divergent fanfic)

Collecting Evidence

Previously on: The Forgotten Eaton:

Cas, Bea, Toby, and Chris all went shopping! Well, Toby was dragged, literally. Toby and Bea had their first meeting with Max, and Cas was granted temporary shelter! Also, a stove caught on fire!

Now, on with the story!

Cassandra's POV

Chris and I have been talking for about an hour after Bea and Toby left for some meeting.

"Hey, look! There's your brother and Tris!" Chris screamed.

"Hiya, Bea. Toby,"

"It's still odd to hear Four be called Toby, I honestly thought his name was Four,"

"Hey!" Toby shouts.

Bea just laughs.

"Hey, you still owe me fifty points!" I cheered.

"Why does Christina owe you fifty points?" Toby questions.

"She told me she would give me fifty points if I went up and kicked some guy in the shin," I state.

"What guy?" Bea asks worriedly.

"She said his name was Peter, I think,"

"Chris, give her the points," Bea said.

Chris rolled her eyes and handed me the points.

"Yay! But, to be frank, I would have done it for a candy bar," I joke.

"Wh-"

"You got played by a thirteen year old!" Toby exclaims. "By the way, don't do that to anyone else, unless they are in our group, unless you want to end up in the infirmary,"

"Okay,"

"let's go back to the apartment, we can put your new clothes and stuff away," Bea says.

"Okay, you coming, brother?" I ask.

"Coming,"

**Page break**

"Done!" Bea shouts while clapping her hands.

We have spent the last half hour talking and laughing, while folding and putting away my new clothes.

"I didn't know someone could have so many different types of clothes!" I exclaim.

"Please, do not turn into a Christina!" Bea pleads.

"How would I know?"

"Did you like shopping?"

"Heck, no! It was torture! All the different things to try on, putting stuff back, and carrying everything!" I exclaim.

"Good, you're not a Christina,"

"Ya know, this room could use some more decoration..." Bea wonders aloud.

"Huh?"

I thought this was one of the most decorated bedrooms ever! Then again, I was raised Abnegation, so I wouldn't really know what a lot of decorations is.

"Maybe, once we get the custody trials over we can get some decoration in here. Ya know, photo frames, lights, maybe a stuffed animal,"

"Okay, even though I'm not sure what a photograph is,"

"You'll find out,"

A knock on the door interrupts our conversation.

"Hey, Tori's here and wants to get some evidence," Tobys says, leaning on the doorframe.

"Okay," Bea says while wiping off the non existent dust off her tight black jeans.

We walk out of the room and I see a woman in dark jeans and a suit blazer. She also has angular eyes and dark black hair, with streaks of grey.

"Hello, Cassandra, my name is Tori," The woman-Tori-says.

"H-hello,"

"It's okay, Cas, she won't hurt you," Toby whispered.

"Okay, how can I help you?"

Abnegation traits die hard.

"I need to document your scars, it will be used in court," Tori said.

"Okay,"

"Um, I'm gonna need you to remove your shirt, so i can get a good angle,"

I give Toby a look and he walks into the other room.

"How did you do that?" Tori asks in wonder.

"Do what?" I ask, dumbfounded.

"You got Four to leave the room with just a look!" She marvels.

"Oh, when Bea would wrap our wounds, I would always make Toby turn around because, well, you know why..."

"Ohh,"

In one swift motion, I pull off my shirt and hug it across my chest.

A few clicks come and then Tori announces that she is done, and I can put my shirt back on.

"That help?" I ask.

"Yes, most definitely,"

She collects whatever she brought and exits the door with some quick goodbyes.

"Hey, I've got work in the control room in about ten minutes, so I'll see you guys when my shift is over," Toby says grabbing a thick black jacket and walking over to Bea and I.

He kisses me on the forehead--just like when we were little--and Bea on the mouth.

"See ya later," Bea says.

He exits the room and I sit down on the black sofa.

"So, what do you want to do?" I ask Bea.

"Hm, I haven't been to the training room in a few days, why doon't we go?"

"Sounds good, I'm gonna change first,"

"Okay,"