"Okay Tris, just 25 more punches! Come on!" Tobias encouraged. Tris took a deep breath, and continued hitting the dummy. That's what he said the last twelve times, but okay. After a while Tobias said she could stop. With a sigh Tris relaxed her muscles. She was covered in sweat, no surprise, because they had been training for over three hours, switching from time to time who was hitting the dummy. They were both panting, and glowing from the effort they'd made.

'Tris, wanna try something new?" Tobias asked, and lifted one eyebrow. Tris looked around the training area. It was completely deserted. It was late at night, so that wasn't that crazy either, everyone was probably partying, back in the Pit.

He walked over to a closet, and pulled out a long rope. "Let's try abseiling," he said. "From the Chasm?" Tris asked, pretty much knowing what he'd say. "No!" He said, suddenly fierce, and walked up to her. "There is a fine line between bravery and idiocy. Abseiling down the Chasm would be suicide." He said, suddenly soft, cupping her face with his hands. Tris stared into his blue eyes, so dark they were almost black, with a small patch of lighter blue on the left iris. Tris took a shaky breath, taken aback from his handsomeness. God, she sounded like an Amity, all 'in love-ey.' But oh, what was she in love with this boy.

"Yeah-" her voice cracked. "Yes, of course." She shook her head. What was she thinking? Tobias let her face go, before stroking her hair. "I don't want to lose you. No, I just can't. I'd lose myself." He whispered hoarsely. He put his forehead against hers. "I could never leave you." He wrapped his arms around her waist. Tris shivered, the touch sent a warm feeling throughout her body.

He took a deep breath. "I don't know how many times I can keep saying this, but, I love you. You know that, do you?" He whispered, and opened his eyes. Like he needed confirmation. Tris smiled, and opened her eyes too. "Yes. Come here, you," and pulled him into a kiss.