Life after a war
Chapter 1: Two years later
Two years have passed since I gave birth to Oliver. It's his second birthday today. I'm nineteen and Tobias is twenty one. We're still leaders.
These past two years have been amazing. Oliver is our little bundle of joy, he's just like Tobias, but he's picked up some traits from me as well, other than his eyes. He's funny, charming, energetic, kind, polite, selfless, Dauntless. He's the greatest kid I could have asked for. His first word was 'mama', his second was 'dada'. He loves Dauntless cake, and burgers, and pretty much every other food out there.
Tobias proposed to me on Oliver's first birthday, it was super romantic. He got Oliver a top to show me that read 'Will you marry my daddy?' and I turned around and Tobias was on one knee with a beautiful ring in his hand. I said yes, of course, and we got married a month later.
Christina and Will are also married. They got married ten months ago, Christina gave birth to their daughter a month ago as well, and her name is Cara, after Will's sister.
Marlene and Uriah are still dating. Shauna and Zeke are still dating.
Amar and George got married a month after Tobias and I did.
Hana is still single. My mum is single.
Tori and Bud are dating, have been for a while apparently they just decided to keep it to themselves.
Harrison is single.
Zoe found herself a boyfriend named Luke.
Lynn is dating a boy named Sam.
We're all happy.
We're all amazing.
Right now Tobias and I are in the living room, getting ready for Oliver's birthday. It's six o'clock in the morning and we have about an hour until he usually wakes up.
I am wrapping the last few presents whilst Tobias blows up some balloons and puts up some banners.
We finish five minutes before seven and Tobias wraps his arms around my waist.
"I love you, Beatrice Eaton."
"I love you, too, Tobias Eaton."
We kiss for god knows how long before we hear someone saying: "Ew."
We pull apart and look over at the entrance of the stairs to find our two year old son standing there with a disgusted look on his face.
"Sorry. Come here, birthday boy." I say, holding my arms open for him.
He runs over to me and jumps into them. I pick him up and kiss his forehead.
"Happy birthday little man, I love you." I tell him.
"Love you, mama." He kisses my cheek before putting his head on my shoulder.
"I'm going to make some breakfast. What do you want little man?" Tobias asks, kissing our sons forehead.
"Pansycakes." He answers excitedly.
"I swear I'm going to kill Uriah for teaching him that word." I mutter.
Tobias laughs.
By 'Pansycakes' Oliver means pancakes. But Uriah taught him that word and confused him.
"Okay." Tobias says to our son before going to the kitchen.
Oliver and I sit on the sofa, he sits in my lap, and I put on some TV. I put on Roary the Racing Car because it's his favourite.
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At ten everyone comes over to give him presents and have a laugh.
He opened the presents from Tobias and I after breakfast so he just has to open the ones from our friends, and my mum now.
They get him things like clothes, toys, DVD's, books, etc.
After the presents we watch a child friendly movie called Epic. Then we have a buffet for lunch, whilst watching more movies.
And at five everyone goes home.
Oliver is tired from having such a busy day so we get him into some pyjamas and put him in bed. He falls asleep almost immediately.
For about five minutes Tobias and I stand in the doorway of his room, watching him sleep.
"Tris, what do you think about having another baby?" He asks me.
I look at him, shocked.
"It's just, he's getting older and he told me the other day that he wants a brother or sister. We will wait if you don't want another one right now, but it's just a suggestion." He continues.
"Of course I want another baby with you, Tobias."
"Really? Like now?"
"Yeah, now. Let's try for another baby." I say.
And then he kisses me.
We spend the most of the night trying to get me pregnant again.
I hope it worked, because I do want another baby.
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A month has passed and it is now our one year wedding anniversary. I am also not pregnant. Which upset me at first, but I know we can try, and will try again and again and again, until the moment I am pregnant again.
Tobias is taking me out for the night whilst my mum babysits Oliver. We are then going to try for a baby, again.
Here is how the night progresses. We go out for a nice, romantic meal. We go to our special spot in the Chasm and talk and laugh. We go home and give mum some points to say 'thank you for babysitting'. We then go to bed and try for another baby.
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We wake up the next morning at seven, with our son banging on the bedroom door.
"Mama, dada, me hungry." Oliver yells through the closed door.
Tobias and I laugh before getting out of bed, putting some black jogging bottoms on as well as dark grey t-shirts, yeah, sometimes we do wear the same kind on clothes.
We leave the room and find our son standing outside the door, smiling. I pick him up and we all go downstairs. Tobias does breakfast whilst Oliver and I watch TV.
We eat breakfast and watch more TV.
But the TV turns black, all of a sudden.
But not for long.
David appears on the screen.
"Hello, people of Chicago. Some of you may know me as David, the leader of the Bureau. I have let those particular people live in peace for two years now, I'm talking about Tris and Four Eaton, Christina and Will, Uriah and Marlene, Zeke and Shauna, Hana, my dear old friend Natalie, Tori, Harrison, Bud, Amar and George, Lynn, and Zoe. But now you are no longer going to live in peace. If you think your little stunt with the memory serum worked, it didn't. Well, it did for some, but not for all. Those of us who have our memories are coming for you and your families, so if I were you I'd sleep with one eye open. We are coming. We will get our revenge. We will make sure that you don't live peacefully ever again. Any of you in that city, I'm not just talking about those people I listed, I'm talking about every single one of you. I am declaring war on the city of Chicago. And you will all die. I'll make sure of it."
The screen goes black again.
I feel tears burn in my eyes.
No.
He can't do this.
We just tried for another baby and he's declaring war on us.
What if I'm pregnant again?
I can't be pregnant during another war.
My pregnancy with Oliver was horrible because I was pregnant during a war.
I can't deal with this again.
I can't deal with another war.
I can't lose a loved one again.
I can't lose my mum again.
I can't watch someone I care about die again.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
Black.
Hey Ravens, here is the first chapter of the sequel to Life during a war.
I will update again as soon as I can.
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