(Tris)
I do not know what I was expecting. I suppose I couldn't have expected anything else, but the shock on his face is masking something else - almost like hurt. He has changed a lot in the years I have been away, his eyes are more tired, the lightness and joy of youth has been replaced by grief. I feel a stab of guilt in my gut - my fault.
It took me most of the night to track him down. Of course I had no idea where he was living, but I knew, as soon as I arrived in Chicago, that his face was the only one I wanted to see. I managed, eventually, to track him, after an hour in the police station trying to prove who I was so that they would give me his address. Of course, it is hard to prove who you are when you have been on record as dead for six years. Eventually I wore them down enough for them to give me his address, although I think they just got bored of me. If I had told them the whole story, I am sure they would have listened a bit harder, but I was desperate to see Tobias. After six years of being apart, I could not stand being so close to him, yet not being able to find him. And now I am here, on his doorstep, standing opposite him, and I don't know what to think. So I just stand still, staring at the face that has filled my dreams for six years, whilst he stares back.
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We Can Be Mended (Divergent fanfic)
FanfictionDivergent fanfic, set 6 years after Allegiant. Tobias is still learning to cope with his grief, believing that Tris is the only one that could heal him, but all hope is not lost. When the girl that haunts every nightmare turns up on his doorstep, To...
