Convergent (Part One)

Tobias: Chapter 17

"We need to get her out of there," I hiss. There's so much ice in my voice, I can barely recognize it.

"We will," Caleb says, his eyes still glazed. He holds a tissue up to his nose, but I can tell it's still bleeding. There's nothing in me that regrets it, though.

"No." I run my hands through my hair and pace like a madman, unable to stand still. Unable to think of anything other than Tris in that room, alone. I don't know what's even being done to her and the thought of them touching her makes my head pound. After this, I'll kill them. I'll kill them all. "We have to do something now."

"Four, we have to come up with a plan, first," Cara insists. "You can't just walk right in there and save her."

I curse, turning my glare on her. "And what? We wait? You don't know what they're doing! They could be hurting her. Or using her and we should just stand around here and waste time in order to think up an idea that might work?" I practically spit out the last words.

Caleb lowers his hand. "Did she look hurt when you saw her?"

Instantly, the image of her sitting bound in a chair resurfaces and it takes all my willpower not to throw something. I recall that lab coat hovering over her. The desperation of getting her out of the room. The blank stare in her eyes as she looked at me.

I squeeze my eyes shut. "She didn't recognize me."

"Are you sure she didn't want to just give you away?" Matthew asks.

I scoff and give him an incredulous look. "I'm not even going to answer that."

"Like I said," Caleb interjects. "The serum would have caused nerve damage, which can lead to memory loss. It's quite possible she doesn't know who you are. Or any of us, for that matter."

I turn away from them. My entire body feels like it's convulsing, but when I look down, my hands are steady. "I'm not going to wait," I say. "If you think I'm going to stay here and let them keep hurting her, I won't."

"So then what's your plan, Four? Break into the building again, which will have double surveillance and guards, find Tris and just sneak her back out? No, we just need a little time to come up with something and I promise, we will get her out."

"It could be too late by then!"

"They want her for something!" Caleb yells. "You honestly think they would have gone the lengths they did to save someone that they don't plan on using?"

"And what about after that?!" I shout back, swerving around and pinning him with narrowed eyes. My stomach twists and I clench my hands so hard, I feel the nails biting into my palm. The pain is a welcomed sensation. "What happens when they're done with her, Caleb? We don't know when that will be and we don't know how far she's already gone. You owe her. You owe her everything and instead, you're just going to wait-"

"She's my sister!" Caleb suddenly screams, his cheeks blossoming red. "She is my sister and I will get her out, but unlike you, I won't go around it carelessly. I'm going to make sure she get's out, but I will not give myself away and risk losing the chance of ever finding her again!"

His shouts bounce off the walls, so loudly that people passing the door stop and glance through the glass. When they fade away, no one says anything. Caleb and I continue to stare at each other, as if daring the other to speak.

"I know you regret things, Tobias," he says, finally breaking the silence. His voice lilts. "I know you've dealt with a lot and I know you deserved better. I also know that I am the last person who deserves anything, especially your forgiveness, but believe me, I've got more to regret. I wasn't the one who shot Tris, but I didn't save her either. I let her go and that is a choice I have lived with every day and every day I have regretted it. So if you think for one second, that I won't do everything I possibly can to get my sister back, then you're wrong." His eyes never leave my face as he says, "I promise, even if it takes my own life to do this, we will get her back."

"Then do it fast," I snap. "Because she's running out of time. They're using her for something, Caleb. I don't know for what. I don't know what they plan to implicate her in, but it's not too hard to guess. This is on your head, but if you don't come up with something soon, I won't care anymore."

I turn away from him and pull out my cell. I know I need to call Christina and tell her, but I suddenly can't form the words. How do you tell someone that their best friend they believed to be gone is still alive?

Caleb says from behind me: "If you act on this, Four, you might just be the cause for never getting her back."

I bite my lip and glance at him once more, the anger in me roiling. "You have three days and then I'm finished with your plans."

"And if you're caught?" Matthew challenges, taking a step towards me and crossing his arms. "You know they won't let you live. Not if you're a threat to breaking their progress."

I smile, but there's nothing in it. "Like Caleb said, if it takes my own life, I'll get her back."

"This is ridiculous," Cara says, pursing her lips. "You don't have to threaten a suicide mission, Tobias. We'll find a way together."

"I hope that's true," I say, pulling open the door. I pause before leaving.

"I already lost her once. I won't lose her again."

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