TOBIAS POV

I have to take her to Erudite, because Dauntless only does minor injuries and childbirth. But, there's not any trains scheduled to come by in the next hour. Who has a car? Lauren!

I completely stop, and pull out my phone. I dial an L in my contacts, and her name pops up immediately. I push her number, and put the phone up to my ear.

"Pick up, Pick up." I mumble.

"Four."

"Lauren, we need a car. I have to take her to Erudite."

"We can take Harrison's car." Lauren says."Meet me at the main door." She adds, then hangs up. I put my phone away, and then re-adjust Tris in my arms. It seems like it takes forever to get to the main door. When I get there, the black car sits there, with the back door open. I climb in the back, and shut the door. Lauren pushes on the gas, and rolls down her window. The usual 17 minutes it'd take to get to Erudite if driving the speed limit, takes Lauren 10. She pulls up to the front door of Erudite Hospital, and exits the car. She comes around, and I get out. She rushes to the door, and holds it open. A nurse is with a stretcher in mere seconds.

"Shot in the thigh." I tell her as I put her on the stretcher. "She's pregnant."

"How long?"

"Five months, almost six." I reply. A doctor comes over, and all of these words get jumbled and mixed up in my head. They push her off, and I follow. They enter the ER, and I sit down in the waiting room. Lauren sits beside me, and we sit there in silence. I decide to go get some fresh air, and to make some phone calls. I head towards the exit, and stand outside. I dial the number that I've always dreaded of calling ever again, my home phone in Abnegation

"Hello? This is Evelyn." My mom says.

"Mom. Can you come to the Erudite Hospital?"

"Why? Are you hurt Tobias?" I can hear the worry and fear in her voice.

"No, not me mom. My wife; your daughter in law has been shot."

"I'm coming." My mom says into the phone before hanging up. The next call I make, is to Caleb. At the fourth and final ring, I end the call, and find Susan's name in my contacts.

"Hello?" She says after the third ring.

"Hello, Susan. This is Four."

"Hello. Is everything okay?" She asks.

"No, not really. Listen, I need you to go pick up Jake, my friend Shauna will be there. Tris is in Erudite right now, she's been shot."

"Oh my, I'm so sorry. We'll pick him up, then swing by."

"That'd be appreciated." I say in an Abnegation kind of way. "What time do you assume you will be there?"

"Half an hour." She says.

"Alright. I'll let Shauna know." I tell her, she hangs up, and I take a few deep breaths before

dialing Zeke's number.

"Four, where are you?" Zeke asks after the second ring.

"I'm at Erudite Hospital." I tell him.

"Are you hurt?" Zeke asks. I feel the hot tears come out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks.

"No… but Tris is."

"We're coming." Zeke says.

"Wait, Zeke. I only want you and Chris right now. All you guys here, would put me into overdrive."

"I understand. We'll be there when the next train comes."

"Well, I need Shauna to walk down to the pit with Jake."

"Okay. Will do." I hang up. I take a few minutes to calm down and stop the tears, and then walk back into the hospital.

DIVERGENT

TRIS POV

I wake up in a room, the light shining down on me. Tobias is sitting next to the bed, holding my hand. His mother is here also, sitting next to him.

"Hey." I say. Tobias looks up, his eyes red and puffy.

"Beatrice Eaton don't do that to me ever again." He says, leaning over and kissing me on the lips. I see a box looking thing, with tubes coming out of it.

"What is that?" I ask. Tobias walks over, and sticks his hand in the incubator.

"That is our son, Tris."

"What?" I ask.

"This is Benjarmin Andrew Tobias Eaton." Tobias says. Our baby is early.

"Is he okay?" I ask. "I'm so stupid!" I say, crying. Evelyn is at my side in a few seconds.

"It's none of your fault sweetie." she says. I nod.

"Baby, he is farther along than most babies born his age in development."

"Strong, just like his parents. Hello, Tris my name is Brittany" A nurse says.

"How long have I been out?" I ask her.

"You have been out for a little over 8 hours according to you chart." She says.

"Is he seriously okay, or are you just saying that to make me feel better?" I ask.

"He's breathing on his own, and is 3 pounds and 15 ounces. In fact, you can hold him." She walks over to the incubator, and picks him up. She carries him over to me, and places him on my chest.

"So I need you to position him skin to skin on your chest." She says. I do, slipping him under the top of my nightgown to only his neck and head are seen, then I pull his arms up lightly. He grips onto one of my fingers, and I bring a hand up to my mouth as I let out a sob.

"Hello Benjarmin Andrew Tobias Eaton. I love you, you know that." I whisper, kissing his forehead. Tobias walks over, and kisses the top of my head.

"How is my, thigh?" I ask Brittany.

"You are lucky it missed all of the arteries and major muscle groups and bones." She says. I sigh a breath of relief.

"You will be in the hospital for a week, than you and your son will be transported back to Dauntless where you will start Physical therapy, and your son will be monitored by a Mrs. Hana Pedrad in Dauntless." I nod, and then she looks down at her clipboard.

"To answer your question, you son is doing great according to his charts." She says. "And, I have to ask you, would you be up to breastfeeding your son?"

"Of course." I say. Evelyn gets up, and leaves.

"I'm going to go home and get some rest." She says.

"Okay, bye." I say.

"Bye mom. Love you." Tobias says, and he goes to leave to give us privacy.

"Hey." I say. "Get your bigfoot self over here and sit down." Brittany helps me, and I look at my son. He has his dad's eyes, and I get lost in them. I hope that all of my kids have his eyes, because they are so gorgeous. After awhile I look back down, and he is asleep, and he has stop eating.

"I'll take him." The nurse says. I hand him to her, and she puts him back into the incubator.

"If you need anything, just buzz." She says, then walks out.

"Thanks." I say. I look at my leg that is propped up. I wanna see the bullet wound.

I look into Tobias's eyes and start to tear up.

"What happened?" He asks quietly. I have the flashback of the whole scene.

I walk the halls, and then hear steps behind me. I look behind myself, and there is Eric.

"What do you want?" I ask him.

"Well, for being built like a 12 year old you sure have grown." He says. "I want my life back."

"What, your cold, selfless, dead life, perv?" I ask him. That causes him to charge at me. He pushes me up against the wall, at the throat.

"You think Four's the man for you. You're missing out missy." He threatens me.

"I- do think he's- the man for me." I choke. "Wouldn't be missing out-ta on anything." I gasp for air as he pushes me on the ground.

"Please, don't harm me." I say. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry doesn't help. Sorry doesn't help me get my life back."

"Don't take another one or two, please. You can get your life back, you have a chance, unlike most people."

"Fine, I won't take one, but I'll take two please." He says, then puts a gun to my thigh, and pulls the trigger. I scream bloody murder as the bullet enters my leg, then he is gone in minutes. I try to reach for my gun, but I can't move.

"FOUR! HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! I'VE BEEN SHOT AND I'M PREGNANT!" I cry out. I force myself to take off my hoodie, thought it takes so much effort and I lift up my leg and tie the sweatshirt around my thigh to control the bleeding. Stupid son of bitch runs towards the control room, the wrong way. Guess it pays off not being here in almost 5 years. I hear a gun go off, then another shot. I have to keep my eyes open. I count out loud.

"One…. two…. three…. four…. five… six… seven…" I say. I place a hand on my bump, and cry harder. I pray a silent prayer, and then decide to talk to my baby.

"Your dad," I say. "Is a great man. He would do anything for me and you, and he is so strong, and caring, and kind, not to mention brave, and smart. And if you survive, and I don't, you love him, because he loves you. And you help him out, for the sake of him and your mom." I say, before closing my eyes. I feel someone pick me up, and I smile slightly as I hear his voice.

"Stay with me baby. Don't leave me. Don't do this to me!" He yells, and we are running. I want to fall asleep listening to his heartbeat, racing. I want to fall asleep listening to him crying, panicking to drown away the reality of what just happened. I place my hand on my baby bump, than I play with Tobias's hair.

"Tris. Keep doing that baby." He says. I obey, even though I just want to go to sleep. I breath in his scent and continue playing with his hair. Even though he is not calm, and I'm calmer than I should be, I still feel safe in Tobias' s arms.

"Did you-" I sputter out.

"Kill Eric? Yes, and Lauren already called Dauntless Morgue."

"Good." I say, and I feel Four chuckle slightly. I open my eyes, and reach up and stroke the tears away from his face. "Don't cry." I tell him.

"I love you Beatrice." Four says. He stops, and leans down and kisses me hard on the lips. I kiss back, and put my hand on his face. I nod, and then wrap my arm around his neck, before closing my eyes and falling asleep.

"I called him, a perv and told him he was cold and selfless after he said I've grown so much from being the 12 year old." I look at Four, and he has his eyes closed.

"I know, not the brightest idea of mine." I say, laughing a little.

"You think, babe?" He asks.

"I know. Anyway.." I pause. "He said you weren't the man for me and that I was missing out."

"Let me guess, you had a comeback to this one too." He says, and I laugh nervously.

"You guessed it. I said I wasn't missing out on anything."

"God, sometimes you can be so stupid and so not Erudite." He says, and I shake my head. "But I love you."

"Anyway, that was when he pushed me to the ground, and I begged for my life, our lives." I say. I start to shake. "I told him that he shouldn't take our two lives, and that he already had another chance unlike other people. He said instead of taking one, he'd take two, then he shot me in the thigh." I close my eyes, taking deep breaths. The sobs come out, and I feel a set of arms on my shoulders.

"Shh, baby it's alright. Our son is fine, and you are fine, and Eric is dead, gone. That's all that matters, you came back to me." He says, and I feel him kiss my head. I look up, and open my eyes. He has tears in his eyes.

"What time is it?" I ask, yawning.

"About three in the morning." He says.

"I'm tired." I say, yawning.

"I bet. You lost a lot of blood." He says. I'll be right here." I nod, and then lay my head back, before closing my eyes and falling asleep.

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