"Excuse me," I say to Eric. "Can I have my son back?"

"Are you the initiate with twins? The stiff?" He sneers.

"Yes, can I have my son back?" I say folding my arms.

"Did you know that we have rules about leaving small children to walk around unaccompanied?"

"No, I understand now though." I sigh

"Good."

"Can I have my son back now?"

"Don't you think it would be best for me to take care of him, so you can have a good night sleep?"

"No, I'd like to have him back." I can hear him crying in the background.

"Let me show you something." He says and grabs my wrist, leading me toward the crying. "He's Dauntless now, right?"

"Yeah," I don't know where this is going to lead.

"And are your boys identical?"

"Yeah,"

"Now you have a way of telling them apart, and he looks more Dauntless." He says pointing to Leo, who has a Dauntless flame tattooed on the back of his left shoulder.

"Why would you do that? He's not even 2 years old." I say, anger bubbling in my stomach.

"You must follow the rules around here. Now go."

"Give me my son back!" I yell, I couldn't hold it in anymore. It's our first day here and already I feel like I made the wrong choice. Couldn't Tobias have gone to Amity or something.

"Hey!" A familiar voice behind me shouts. "Give her the child." I spin around and see Four walking towards us.

"Why do you care?" Eric sneers,

"Because if you don't give him back it's kidnapping. Also, he is actually one of my initiates."

"Fine." Eric sighs, "but if I catch him again you won't be so lucky." He passes Leo to me, though he is still crying. I carry him back to the dorms to pick up Fraser.

"What happened?" Christina asks when I sit down. "Is he okay?"

"They decided that giving a one year old boy a tattoo would be a good punishment for him walking away. They gave him a Dauntless flame."

"Why would they do that?" She says, taking a closer look at the tattoo.

"Who knows," I sigh before standing up, with both of the boys. "I've got to go."

I head out of the dorms and practically run towards the main apartment building, trying hard to remember the room number. When I reach it, I knock lightly and wait for an answer. The door opens and Tobias stands there, with the flyer zip on his trousers left open. "Come in," he says and takes Fraser from me, then Leo. I step inside and close the door. His apartment isn't too big but it has little in it, leaving more room and making it feel bigger.

"Tobias, your flyer isn't done up." I say, breaking an awkward silence between us. He blushes, puts the twins down on the sofa and does it up.

"You can sit down if you want," he says, signalling to the couch Leo and Fraser are on. I sit down and put Leo on my lap.

"So these are my children." He says, bouncing Fraser in his arms.

"Yeah,"

"I was meaning to ask, what did Eric do to Leo?" He says putting Fraser down next to him and folding his arms.

"He gave him a tattoo," I say, stretching Leo's shirt neck over to reveal his shoulder.

"Why would anyone do that?" He sighs, "that's wouldn't even cross my mind if I saw a young child wandering alone."

"Who's mind would it cross?" I ask.

Tobias just shrugs. "Eric."

I nod. "Why did you tell Christina?" He looks at me blankly. "You know, about us?" I slightly smile and look at him.

"You trust her more than anyone else in the group, I thought that if I told one of your friends you would allow me to tell some of mine." He says, puting Fraser, then Leo onto the floor.

"Alright." I nod, "Thank you."

"Thank you," Tobias says quickly. "Thank you for coming after me."

"Of course I came, I promised you."

"Yes, I know, but that was before the twins were born, that was two years ago. I wasn't sure if you'd moved on from me."

"I'd never move on from you. I cried myself to sleep every night after you left, It took a while for me to get used to not having you around. Then the twins came, do you know why I love them so much?" I ask him, looking deeply into his eyes.

"Because you carried them for nine months and then gave birth to them?"

"Well, yes, but also the fact that every time I look at them I see you. They always reminded me you weren't far away, that I'd see you soon."

"I love you, Tris." He says, softly kissing my forehead.

"I love you too."