Yay! This is going to be my first fanfic ever! It's about Tris and Tobias' first daughter Iris. The story is written from different points of view. I don't own anything except for Iris and anyone who I made up.

Tris POV

I feel the small babies' body in my hands,

"Iris Erin Eaton." Says Tobias proudly, he leans down and kisses me. When he pulls back up he has a smile on his face. Iris is so beautiful, brown hair like Tobias but with my grey eyes.

"Perfect," I smile, "absolutely perfect." And I kiss her forehead. A nurse in a black apron comes over and declares,

"You can take her home now!" she smiles. Her short black hair is pinned back to show a tattoo on her neck of a rose, it winds round and round reaching the bottom of her head where it sprouts into a fully-fledged black flower.

"Thank you." I say and I lie Iris down in a black shawl and clutch her to my chest as Tobias and I walk back to our apartment.

Tobias POV

I open the door to our apartment to see a small group of people on the couch,

"SURPRISE!" Christina yells,

"Chris, shut up, you made the baby cry." She glares at Chris whilst rocking our baby to calm her down,

"Surprise!" whispers Chris. Will stands behind her, he's holding their first son Jared who is a month older then Iris. Uriah and Marlene sit on the couch. Marlene is seven months pregnant with twin girls, they're planning to call them Abi and Laura. Their three year old son Zach plays with some toy cars on the floor. Shauna and Zeke tickle Hannah who's a couple of months older than Jared and Iris. All the adults crowd round Iris cooing and giving her kisses.

"Well, she sure is going to be spoilt rotten!" laughs Marlene as Iris bathes in everyone's attention. It's true that she will be spoilt, probably by me.

After a couple of hours, people start to drift away, first Marlene, Zack and Uri, then Will, Christina and Jared. Finally Shauna, Hannah and Zeke. Zeke claps me on the back and whispers,

"You struck gold man!"

Tris and I put Iris to sleep in the crib in our bedroom and whilst I sing to her, Tris sets up the baby monitor in the living room and after kissing me and Iris, goes to watch TV and lie down on the couch. Once I finish my song I leave quietly, leaving the door slightly ajar I turn around to see Tris curled up asleep under a black blanket, her blonde hair spread out like a halo. I pick her up, like a groom carries his wife over the threshold, and lie her down in our bed. I stifle a yawn and decide to go to bed myself.

I hope you liked this. I'm new to this website so please no hate. Please review and follow and like. Would mean a lot.

~Izzie