Authors Note: No matter how many time I wish upon a star: Eric will never ever belong to me. Nor will Tris and Eric be a couple.*sob*

Fanfiction is written for the Author's enjoyment. I write for my readers too but if you don't like the pairing please don't send me reviews or pms saying it sucks. I'm not forcing you to read it. You chose to read this and you can stop at any time. I'm all for constructive criticism or even idea's (you will be credited for giving me it) and I'm not a mean person I swear!

Notes for My readers

All characters look like the movie version, and are the same age. So Tris is 16, Four and Eric are 24.

Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth

OC's belong to me (Suzanne)

Recognized Character's might be OOC at times (Just giving you fair warning!)

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Chapter 1

Tris paused as she caught her breath beside Christina and her other friend Will as Eric, their ruthless leader and coach called them off.

"Take five while I talk to Max. Four make sure they behave" Eric said turning to the other instructor and left the room, Four doing rounds as everyone stretched and relaxed.

"What crawled up Eric's ass and died?" Christina muttered making Tris and Will snicker.

"Whatever it was it will end up your's if he hears" Tris said stretching her back out as she leaned back, also hoping to get rid of her cramp in her side.

"Either that or Four will make you run laps again" Will added as they glanced at their silent instructor as he made his way closer to them, Tris bending down to touch her toes and watched as Four's feet got closer to the three of them and inspected them.

"You need to stretch more Christina, Will your holding your stretches to long and Tris what are you doing?" Four said to each of them in turn Four's remark drawing attention to her as she did a back arch before going into a handstand.

"I used to be a gymnast." Tris said as she lowered herself to her feet and looked at Four.

"A Stiff a Gymnast?" Four said judging her making her scowl at him.

"My parents may be Missionary's but that doesn't mean that I didn't get a choice in what I did." Tris said trying really hard not to snap at him. She was far more flexible that people thought she was and she didn't often broadcast it since people looked at her strange after. She was out of shape she knew that but she was also a wanting to go back to her proper weight class when it came to either gymnastics' or in general. She loved running but wasn't able to do it often, and weight training was non-existent. Four stared at her like she was an alien before walking away shaking his head. Tris smirked at his retreating back and looked back over at her friends.

"What I can't be sporty?" Tris said with a grin.

"It's not just a Dauntless Trait. Just like being honest is Candor's, Amity's is their lack of aggression and Erudite's is their smarts." Tris said before looking at Christina.

"Dauntless is the cruelest of the five. They tear each other to pieces. Erudite is the coldest of the five. Knowledge is a costly thing. Candor is the most merciless of the five. Honesty can hurt the most. Abnegation is the most selfless of the five. Sometimes help can do the most harm. Amity is the kindest of the five. Forgiveness can do the most damage. Factionless is the most burdened. Being alone can harm more then oneself. Divergent is the most free. Sometimes being unique has its downfalls." Will joined Tris in saying the different Factions before they high fived each other with matching grins.

"I love the fact that you know that as well as I do." Will said grinning at Tris as Christina rolled her eyes at them. Tris glanced over at the door to see a very blonde women with high cheekbones and pale blue eyes walk into the gym pushing a stroller, Tris able to hear muffled crying from inside the stroller. When Four didn't look over Tris decided to see what she could do.

"Can I help you find anyone?" Tris asked as she jogged over to see the woman's lips purse like she had tasted something sour.

"Make the brat stop crying and tell my Fiancée Eric that Suzanne is here." She sneered Tris taking the initiative to pull the baby from the stroller, and held the baby to her chest, her fingers working the blanket off the crying infant and started rocking them.

"Of course" Tris said before she started walking towards Max's office hoping that Eric wasn't going to yell. As she walked towards Max's office Eric stepped out frowning, Max following him as they spotted Tris.

"What the hell are you doing with a baby stiff?" Eric asked, noticing the Tris was swaying and soothing the upset infant.

"I was told by a bitchy blonde woman named Suzanne to tell you that she's here. I'm sorry that's she's your fiancée but she also told me to make and I quote 'the brat stop crying'" Tris said pleased when the crying turned to soft whimpers.

"It's ok" Tris crooned stroking the child's head and Eric sighed.

"Max can you open my office for Tris. I'll bring the stuff back." Eric said as Tris looked up.

"I can do that and still hold her." Tris said watching Eric frown.

"How do you know it's a girl?"

"The way the nose turns up, and when on missionary trips with my parents I noticed little girls always were calmed down slower than little boys." Tris said glancing up at Eric.

"Alright. You can take care of my daughter while I talk to Suzanne" Eric said as Tris turned and started walking, his hand touching Tris's back between her shoulder blades.

"She's adorable" Tris said as she walked in step with Eric making him pause.

"I haven't seen her yet. I didn't even know Suzanne had gone into labour." Eric said before Tris stopped dead and turned to him.

"Then why am I holding her? You should be. She should be bonding with you or her…mother" Tris said hesitating on calling the blonde woman she had seen the little girl's mother.

"Tris. I will hold her once I have gotten things settled with Suzanne. Just get her stuff and go to my office. If anything needs to be done, a diaper change or anything like that there should be things in the diaper bag. Unless Suzanne changed it." Eric said running his hand through his hair and tugged it before looking at Tris who was touching his arm.

"I'll manage. Just take a moment to relax. I know it's going to sound stupid coming from a Stiff, but think like an Amity, peaceful thoughts and no stress. My dad makes us do it once a week if he thinks we need it." Tris said before starting to walk towards the gym and gathered up the diaper bag and stroller before leaving again Suzanne falling into step with her.

"Good you got the brat to shut up. Now where is he? Can't you do anything right you stupid girl?" Suzanne snapped as Tris walked ignoring the fair blonde behind her.

"I'm right here Suzanne. And that stupid girl clearly knows more about a child than you do."

"That stupid girl can keep the child if she's so damn good at it then, because I'm ending our engagement Eric. I never wanted kids. I barely wanted you, other than to get in bed with you. And you're great. A real animal in bed Eric, but your job will always come first. I never would." Suzanne said making Eric growl low in his throat and Tris to pause outside his office maneuvering the stroller into the doorway. Getting the stroller into the office she heard Eric's temper boil over, and held the little girl to her chest.

"That works then. I don't want to get married to a whore. Why do you think I asked for a DNA test when you told me you were pregnant? I know that she's my daughter, not a trick you played on me to make me put an ugly ring on your finger." Eric yelled before he started for his office, Tris sitting in the chair across from the desk and kept rocking the small newborn who was starting to fuss, her free hand looking through the diaper bag for a bottle or something to use to feed her.

"What are you looking for?"

"A bottle or something for her" Tris said as Eric rummaged through the bag and pulled the formula and bottle out as Tris rocked back and forth.

"I can make it, if you take her" Tris said holding her out as Eric blinked before slowly taking his daughter from Tris's arms Tris making sure that he was supporting her head as he sat down and actually looked at her. She was adorable and he found he loved her pale blonde hair and hoped that it stayed. Regardless of being Suzanne's color but it was adorable.

"She's beautiful" Tris said appearing at Eric's shoulder as she looked at her. Eric glanced at the sixteen year old woman beside him.

"Support her head and turn her a little bit." Tris said and Eric did as she instructed before she leaned over and pressed the bottle to her lips, the little one latching on.

"Good girl" Tris said softly seeing Eric frown slightly.

"Newborns sometimes have a hard time latching on to eat." She explained her hair falling over his shoulder and her chest against his arm as he took the bottle and held it. The fact that a sixteen year old student knew more about children than he did at twenty-four should have alarmed him other than the fact that he knew she had grown up as a missionary.

"Can you go get Max for me? And come back with him" Eric said as Tris nodded before draping the nursing blanket over his shoulder.

"In case you have to burp her before I get back" After getting his nod she left his office and peeked into Max's to see it empty before heading to the gym. Entering the room she spotted Four trying to rally the rest of her classmates back into the lesson wanting to impress Max who was talking to Suzanne.

"Sorry to interrupt Max" Tris said softly coming to stand by him, Suzanne frowning as she looked her over.

"Listen you stupid girl, it's rude to interrupt a conversation"

"Yes Madame. But Eric request's that you come to his office if you can Max. Shall I tell him your coming in a couple minutes?" Tris said turning her attention to Max deciding it was wiser to ignore the blonde.

"Tris get back over here" Four yelled over at her Tris ignoring him too.

"Eric want's you back in his office?"

"Yes Sir" Tris responded as she looked at Max.

"I'll be there shortly. I'll handle Four" Max said as Tris turned before she started towards the offices Four grabbing her arm as she walked.

"Don't ignore me initiate" He said coldly.

"Four? Eric wants her in his office. His orders over rules any you would give" Max said as Four released Tris's arm. Rubbing it slowly she made her way to the office and stepped in a smile coming to her lips as she saw Eric, who was by no means a small man holding such a small bundle in his arms.

"Max said he will be here shortly. He was talking to Suzanne" Tris said as she noticed that the little girl was fussing.

"Could you?" Eric said knowing he couldn't do it himself. Tris draped the blanket over her shoulder and took her from Eric before starting to burp her, noting how Eric seemed to watch her every move.

"This is going to sound strange, especially since I'm younger. But tonight to start bonding, since babies bond with touch, hold her after a bath, her dressed in a diaper and you shirtless." Tris blushed a dark red as Eric raised his pierced eyebrow at her.

"The more you initiate skin on skin contact with her the more comfortable she's going to be with you. I'm doing my best to avoid it, since I doubt that you want her attached to me." Tris said as she lowered her and wiped her mouth before changing the blanket with one handed as Eric's stared wide eyed at her.

"I can multitask but that is just crazy."

"I've spent years helping take care of children in Kenya, China, Africa, anywhere really that my parents as Missionary's were stationed. China was the worst though. So many orphaned or abandoned children." Tris said before holding his daughter out to him. Eric glanced at her before slipping his jacket off and hung it on the back of his chair before accepting his daughter, her eyes open still as she looked up at him. Tris moved around the office getting what he would need sooner rather than later at the top of the bag as Max stepped into the Office.

"Suzanne's gone for now at least. I'd call a lawyer Eric just to be safe. What are you going to do? Take parental leave?" Max asked Tris catching Eric's eye before motioning to herself and the locker room Eric motioning to his daughter who Tris was happy to take and change for him.

"I'll be back with her" Tris said before leaving the room, the diaper bag over her shoulder. Moving quickly though the abandoned hallway she settled the little baby on the bench before changing her diaper and sleeper and finally reading the bracelet on the child's wrist.

"It's ok Vivian. I'll take care of you while your Daddy is busy" Tris said as she stripped off her gym clothes and started getting dressed in her regular clothes. She had changed her shorts into Jeans, and had changed her shoes and was working on her shirt when the rest of her class filed in, Vivian fussing at the sound of so many new people. Cooing softly Tris leaned over and distract her as her classmates stopped and stared.

"So rumor has it that's Eric's Daughter" Christina said as she walked to her locker.

"It is. I'm watching her while Max and Eric talk" Tris said pulling her shirt on fully, her eyes never leaving Vivian.

"Why you? Why not anyone else?"

"I'm the only one that knows what to do if anything happens to her, and he wanted me to" Tris said confused as to why her best friend was acting this way. It could be because it was Eric's daughter but that seemed a little extreme.

"It's an ugly looking thing. Let's get rid of it for him" Peter muttered to Molly and Drew Tris's eyes flashing with fire as she walked over to Vivian and picked her up and held her to her chest.

"If you want to touch her you will have to go through me" Tris said firmly Vivian fussing in her arms but she wasn't going to risk anything.

"That can be arranged." Peter said stepping forward, Tris narrowing her eyes knowing she could barely take on Peter on a good day in a fight, and now she had to keep Vivian safe. Either way she was going to get hurt. Her best chance was to move back and get to the door and Eric's office. Molly and Drew blocked Tris's escape route and Tris knew she was screwed. Holding Vivian onto her chest covering her as much as she could Tris turned and curled into a ball, as Peter started striking her back and head, Molly aiming kicks at her ribs and Drew copying Molly on the other side, Tris keeping Vivian safe. She would take the pain before she let an innocent child get injured. Will glanced over at his girlfriend Christina and watched as she ignored Tris's plight and shook his head and left to inform Max and Eric what was happening, Uriah, Lynn and Marlene stepping forward to help Tris they weren't going to let their friend or in Lynn's case someone get hurt because of their desire to protect someone.