A/N: TWINS! OMG! What are Eric and Fox going to do? Thank you for the reviews and encouragement :)

Fox was speechless for the rest of the appointment. Eric thanked the technician as he led Fox out, gently guiding her back to the truck. Fox remained silent as Eric drove back to Dauntless and Eric eyed her nervously. He'd tried to get her attention a few times already, but she seemed caught in her own world. Fox didn't even seem to notice Eric's hand on hers, not reacting as he pulled away to shift gears then reaching back to touch her again.

Eric was getting seriously worried. Was Fox regretting her pregnancy? Was she already overwhelmed? Scared? Did she want out?

"Baby?" He murmured again, patting her hand gently, then harder as she didn't react. He tried again, an edge of desperation in his voice. "Fox?!"

Fox blinked and slowly turned her head to look at Eric, her eyes were red-rimmed. "I don't want to lose two babies this time," her voice was threadbare, lost and Eric's heart constricted. Is that what she thinks, that our babies are destined to die?

Eric yanked the steering wheel to the side and hit the brakes. The huge truck screeched to a lumbering halt and Eric killed the engine. He yanked on Fox's hand. "Come here, baby."

Fox allowed herself to be pulled over and settled passively on Eric's lap, straddling his thighs. Eric curled his fingers into her hair and lifted her head.

"Look at me." His voice was gentle but firm. He waited patiently until Fox lifted her gaze to his. The desolation and pain in her eyes pulled at Eric, but he needed to be the strong one right now; she needed him to be strong for both of them.

"Nothing is going to happen. Our babies are safe. What happened before was fucked-up, a cowardly act of a psychopath. He's dead and gone and I will protect you from everything bad out there...okay?"

Fox searched Eric's eyes, desperate to believe him. Her bottom lip trembled and it killed Eric to see this agony on Fox's face. He couldn't take it away, he hadn't been able to save her from it in the first place and that was a wound in his soul that would never fully heal. He pulled Fox against him as she broke down, knowing that here, and only here, where they were completely alone, would Fox break down and show the true levels of her despair. To the rest of the compound and city she was the definition of Dauntless, her and Eric the very example of a Dauntless couple; but, behind closed doors, she had her demons, demons only Eric could help her fight.

Eric stroked gently up and down her spine, the knife in his gut twisting as he was helpless to stop her pain. Fox shuddered against his throat, sniffed and then tentatively touched her lips to his skin. Eric tensed, waiting. Fox began to move her hands over his chest and nuzzled her face into his neck.

She exhaled softly and murmured. "Love me Eric, take away the pain."

"What? Right here?" Eric mumbled, his attention and blood flow rapidly heading south.

"Mmmm," Fox pressed a kiss to Eric's neck tattoo and Eric hissed. He could deny Fox nothing. Giving in with a groan, Eric fisted Fox's hair in his hand and pulled her head back to capture her lips with his. That familiar jolt energized him and sent shock-waves through his limbs, making them both shiver. Fox's hands dropped and tugged impatiently at Eric's belt and he knocked her hands away to do it himself, lifting his hips to push his pants down as Fox did the same to herself.

Eric threw his head back against the seat with a groan as Fox lowered herself down onto his cock, taking all of him inside herself. Fox bit her lip and started rocking her hips, pulling Eric's head to her shoulder. Eric gripped her hips, letting Fox set the pace, letting her control this, she needed to expel some heavy emotions and he would let her use his body to do so; she'd lain beneath him for the same reasons before, to help him release after a hard day or stressful mission. It was part of their love for each other; part of their connection, the ability and desire to help each other this way.

Fox moaned, arching her spine as Eric hit a spot deep inside her and Eric growled as he shuddered, his teeth clamping onto Fox's jacket, digging into the padded shoulder. He could literally feel Fox's sorrow and anxiety leaving her body as desire and lust took over, could hear her heart racing in her chest, matching the breathy moans leaving her perfect fucking lips.

"Oh Eric-" Fox cried out, arching back against the steering wheel as she orgasmed, her walls pulsing around Eric and pulling him helplessly along. Eric groaned into her shoulder as he came, his own tension releasing as he spilled inside Fox, his hips pumping upwards. Fox fell forwards against him, panting and Eric pressed kisses to her throat, his own breaths rasping in his chest. For a long moment they stayed that way, the cab of the truck thick with the scent of their love-making, their breathing slowly returning to normal. Fox sat back, ran her hand down Eric's cheek and her eyes gazed softly into his. Thank you.

Anytime baby.

Fox grinned and pulled herself off of Eric's lap, settling back into her seat as she adjusted and re-zipped her jeans. Eric did the same then reached over to start the truck, pushing down the clutch and finding the right gear. Fox rolled down the window and pushed her arm out as the truck began to move and pick up speed as Eric shifted gears; Fox let the rushing wind pull her hand up and down like an airplane's wing and smiled.


That night, Eric and Fox ventured down to the Pit, Christina had organized one last get-together before she finally popped and as Eric and Fox had sprawled on their bed together after they'd gotten home from Erudite, they'd agreed to tell everyone, finally, that Fox was pregnant. Fox had been afraid, almost superstitiously, about saying anything sooner; but now was the time, especially now that they knew Fox was carrying twins.

"What do you think?" Fox murmured as she'd lain beside Eric, his hand tracing lazy circles on her lower belly.

"About what?" Eric mumbled, pressing a kiss to the top of Fox's head.

"Think it's two boys? One of each? Two girls?"

Eric grinned and stopped his lazy circles, pressing his hand across her belly instead. "I don't care, as long as they're healthy."

Fox lifted her head to grin at Eric. "I don't think I could handle two little Erics."

Eric smirked back. "I know I can't handle two more little Foxes."

Fox giggled and pressed her face to his chest. "One of each then?"

Eric nodded, "we'll divide and conquer."


"Hey! You made it!" Tris leapt from her spot on Four's lap to hug Fox tightly, she pulled away and pressed a quick kiss to Eric's cheek before settling back down. Fox leaned over to kiss Four's cheek and sat down to face them on the bench. Eric settled behind Fox, pulling her between his thighs to rest against his chest then reached over to shake Four's hand.

"Where's Chris?" Fox asked and Tris rolled her eyes.

"Fashionably late, as always."

"Hey! I'm pregnant, not deaf!" Christina yelled, appearing at the end of the bench. She was heavily pregnant, looked both radiant and exhausted, ready to give birth to the little girl she and Will had already named Ariel. Will guided her to the other side of the table and helped her sit; mirroring Four and Eric, he settled behind Chris and wrapped his arms around her, resting them on her swollen belly.

"Are you ready for this to be over?" Tris asked with a grin.

"Hell yeah," Christina groaned, leaning back against Will. "You're finally starting to show."

Tris looked down and rubbed at her bump. Four's hands covered hers and Fox's heart melted at the look on his face. Four was absolutely in love with being a father, absolutely committed to giving his child a completely different upbringing than he'd had. He and Fox had talked late into the morning once, fueled by alcohol and traded stories of their abusive childhoods, finding common ground and making a pact to always have each other's back when things got rough. Fox smile warmly, Four was like a brother, him and Tris part of her Dauntless family.

Eric nudged Fox with his thigh and breathed in her ear. Fox nodded almost imperceptively against him.

"You look great Christina, Tris, you too...Eric and I have some news..." Fox trailed off as four sets of eyes swiveled to meet hers. Christina and Tris were biting their lips, having a damn good idea what Fox was about to say, while Four and Will were a little slower on the uptake, their eyebrows raised in innocent curiosity.

Fox took a deep breath, leaning back against Eric's strong chest, his arm tightened around her and his breath was warm on her throat as he rested his head in the crook of her neck. "I'm pregnant, too."

Christina and Tris let loose with nearly identical shrieks, startling the men holding them who recovered quickly and raised their glasses to Eric in congratulations. Tris leaned forward and pulled Fox into a tight hug, while Christina; who pretty much was stuck wherever she landed, smiled widely at her and extended her hand.

"How far along?" Tris asked, eyes dancing.

Fox bit her lip. "Eight weeks, we had our first ultrasound today."

Will, with his Erudite brain, was the first to do the math. "Eric, you dog; your wedding night!"

Eric winked and took a drink. "Tell them the rest, babe."

All eyes met Fox's expectantly and she couldn't help a grin. "We're having twins."

The table exploded.