Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent or the characters, only my imagination.

Thanks again for the continued support so far! So I thought I would say thank-you by adding Chapter 2

-Brent

"One day you will do things for me that you hate. That is what it means to be family."

-Jonathan Safran Foer

~ September 2 ~

"Mom!" Brent whines as I start combing his thick dark hair. He's sitting on a stool in our bathroom constantly adjusting and poking his head with his own little fingers.

"What's wrong with your hair?" I ask, as he huffs and crosses his arms over his chest.

"I want Dad to do it!" I roll my eyes defeated and call Tobias before he leaves for work.

"He wants you to do his hair, don't ask why." I say. Stepping back to watch as Tobias goes in the drawers and grabs a bottle of gel.

He holds it in front of Brent's face, and they exchange a silent conversation. I will never understand men.

"Sit still," Tobias instructs as he spreads the gooey liquid across his palm. To his advantage, Brent cooperates as his long fingers effortlessly spike up our sons hair. "Better?" Brent's face lights up and quickly scurries off the stool and into his bedroom.

"Well that was something," I sigh running a hand through my hair and cleaning up the mess we've made.

"The kid wanted his hair all nice for his first day of school, I don't blame him!" Tobias chuckles grabbing the stool and bringing it back into the kitchen.

"Oh, because you used to love to do your hair when you were going to kindergarten," I tease trailing behind him.

"As a matter-of-fact, I did," He says, setting the stool down and turning around. "But what I loved even more was getting to see girls everyday without my parents by my side." He whispers, "Especially you," wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his forehead against mine.

"For sure," I mumble, leaning up to meet his soft lips.

"Daddy! You're going to give Mommy cooties!" Gwen yells from behind us. Tobias chuckles beside me and crouches down to her level.

"That's not the only pleasure she's received from me," He says, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

"Tobias!" I gasp, lightly smacking him on the back of the head. He just laughs and tells Gwen to go get dressed.

"It's not like she knows what I meant. She's three Tris." A playful smile tugging at his lips.

"Still, that's nothing to say in front of her. What if Brent heard you?" I ask raising my eyebrows.

"Like he knows what it means either," He says while slipping on his jacket. "Besides, they will forget about it anyway."

"Fine," I huff. "Tell Brent to hurry up or he's going to miss the train."

x0x

"Remember, always look for the cute ones." Tobias whispers loud enough in our son's ear for me to hear. I glare at him, and his shrugs satisfied with the information he just fed Brent.

As the train horn blares, and the engine starts to near our spot I quickly make sure his backpack is on right and he has everything he needs.

"Mom it's fine! Stop worrying," He says trying to shrug me off of him. I sigh and give him one last kiss on the forehead before he breaks into a running start. Once he's on the train, Tobias and I give him one last wave goodbye before he's out of sight.

"First day of school already, wow." I say as Tobias massages my shoulders.

"He'll be okay."

"I know, it's just he's not our little baby anymore. Look at him, he can jump on a train at five years old!" I sigh

"He will always be our baby boy Tris, even when he's sixteen. Then you can bug him about it," His voice rumbles with his deep laugh.

"True," I smile.

Tobias left for work shortly after our conversation, so I went to find Christina to help her with the guest list.

As I'm aimlessly walking through the corridors I spot Will struggling to open the door to the control room.

"Will!" I yell running towards him.

"Hmm?" He mumbles with paper in his mouth and his hands full of coffee and food.

"Have you seen Christina, I need to help her with something." I ask, and open the door for him.

He nods as a thank-you and points to his apartment door down the hall. I thank him and follow his directions.

"Christina! Open up!" I yell, banging on her front door.

"God Tris, where's the fire." She says still dressed in her pajamas and robe.

I roll my eyes, "Just let me in." She opens the door and we sit in her living room. We chat for about an hour until we finally get into what I came here for. She reads me a list of names, and I just approve or disapprove of the person. We continue this for another hour and a half, eventually finishing our list of with at least two hundred people.

"Now, I've meant to ask you," She says placing her drink down and turning towards me. "Have you thought of any names?" She asks raising her eyebrows and pointing to my large stomach.

I sigh. "Four recommended either Eleanor or Lucas, but we haven't finalized anything."

"Did you come up with any?" She asks

"Just a few. I really like Four's ideas, but I've always liked the name Andrea or Zachary." She nods, as if she's approving of our choices so far.

"I think you should name it Fireball or Rainbow, but hey that's just my opinion!" She says. I burst out laughing at her hand gestures and explanations for her insane baby names.

"Well, I need to get going. Brent's going to be home soon." I say getting up and making my way to the door.

"Tell him Auntie Christina says hi!" She yells as I shut the door behind me.

x0x

"So? How was it?" I ask as Brent walks through the door.

"Good," He says and hops on the counter to reach for the cookies in the cabinet.

"Brent. Don't snack, Dad's making dinner soon." I say picking him up and putting him back on the ground.

"Good? That's all it was?" I ask again.

"Yupp," He responds walking to the couch and turning on the television. The front door opens and Tobias walks in with a smile on his face as usual.

"Buddy, how was school?" He asks watching his son on the couch.

"Great!" He says matching the smile on Tobias' face.

"Oh, so now it's great. I see," I roll my eyes. Brent and Tobias have always had a special connection, I've always assumed it's because they're both boys.

"Any cute ones?" Tobias asks and I just shake my head at his questions.

"Maybe," He smirks as Tobias high fives him.

"You two are weird," I say laughing at them.

"But we're your weirdo's right Mommy?" Brent asks. I smile and nod ruffling his hair up a bit.

"Did you make any friends?" I ask him in full curiosity.

"A bunch! There's Aidan, Jax, Elliot, Henry and more but I forgot their names," I laugh as he looks up trying to remember them. "And Brooke! I almost forgot about her."

"A girl huh? Brent and Brooke, I'm proud of you little man." Tobias says pulling him in for a hug. I smile at the sight of my two boys but then Gwen decides to come running out of her room and creating a dog pile with them.

Tobias flips them over so his back is on the ground and the kids are on his chest. He grabs my foot and pulls me down with them, as everyone bursts into a fit of laughter. I stare at the ceiling smiling when I feel Tobias' hand reach out and rest on my swollen stomach. The kids are wrapped in our arms, snuggled against us. I couldn't have been blessed with a better family.