This time I know it's my mother's hand, drawing me into her arms. And I go gladly into her embrace. Can I be forgiven for all I've done to get here? I want to be. I can. I believe it. My eyes flutter open. Did I hold on? Am I dead? Where am I? I look around and see I'm not in the weapons lab, but in my bed at dauntless. I automatically begin to feel my body and realize there are no bullets. My hand then reaches for my shoulder scared of what I might find. But no bullet there either. I scan the room hoping to see him and I do. Will. He's not dead. I didn't kill him. He's alive and so am I.All Rights Reserved