A/N: JHope you like this chapter and don't forget to review! 3

Oops and I've been forgetting the disclaimer: I do not own Divergent or any of its characters. I know, I know, we all know that I should be the one owning the Divergent Trilogy but sadly, Veronica Roth beat me to it. Just kidding, I love Veronica Roth

I lean forward and kiss him, hard. My hands grip his brown hair and I finally pull back, out of breath. "In case that wasn't clear, I meant yes. Maybe I should have said that instead. Is that what you're supposed to say? Because I don't know anything about-" I start, ranting like an old man.

"Just kiss me," Tobias says, rising to his feet. We share a few short kisses, both of us smiling like idiots. He slips a beautiful diamond ring with a black and gold band on my ring finger. "Let's go back to the apartment," he says, his forehead still resting against mine.

I nod in agreement and we both run back, my hand still gripping his. As soon as we get in, our lips smash together and I struggle to rip my jacket off. Tobias and I back into our bedroom, kissing. I fall back onto the bed, breathless.

Tobias pulls his shirt off, revealing perfect abs. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asks, concerned.

"I'm positive."

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I open my eyes, and see Tobias snoring away next to me. I tip-toe out of bed and look at myself in the mirror. My hair is a complete mess and I'm only wearing one of Tobias's t-shirts. I sigh in disappointment. Not any prettier today. I hear the shuffling of slippers on carpet.

"I think you're the hottest girl alive," whispers Tobias, as though he read my mind. He slips his arms around my waist and holds me, gently kissing the top of my head. "I love you," he murmurs.

I try to reply but I get a sudden nauseating impulse in my body. I shove Tobias aside and start heaving up last night's dinner into the toilet. Toby, being the good fiancé he is, rushes over and holds my hair back for me. He pats my back reassuringly and wipes off my mouth with a wet cloth. I sit down on the cold tile floor, clutching Tobias's arm tightly.

"Let's get you into bed," Tobias murmurs quietly. As he tucks me in underneath the soft covers, he voices his concerns. "Do you think last night was too rough?"

I shake my head weakly. "I think I might be coming down with something," I say, my eyes starting to close.

"Get some sleep. I need to be at work, but I'll call Christina over and she can keep you company," Tobias says, removing his hand from my grasp.

I nod wearily. "I love you," I whisper, just as my eyes shut and I black out.

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"Wake up! Tris, wake up wake up wake up!" Christina shouts, shaking me.

"Hello to you too," I mutter, stretching my arms. I feel a lot better, and the nauseating sensation is gone.

"What happened this morning?" she asks, and I am reluctant to tell her.

"I threw up this morning," I say, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

"When was the last time you and Four… you know… did it?" she asks eagerly.

"Um, yesterday?" I squeak. I mentally slap myself for admitting it.

"So you guys FINALLY did it?" Christina seems overjoyed. "What was the occasion?"

I grimace and hold up my left hand.

"OH MY GOSH!" she exclaims, jumping up and down. But suddenly, the blood drains from her face. "Oh no. Oh, no no no!"

"What?" I demand, ready to jump up and call a doctor.

"Take this!" she says, rummaging through her purse. She throws me a little white box.

I catch it and turn it over to read it. "A pregnancy test?" I ask, almost laughing.

"Just go take it. You're displaying the symptoms," she says, crossing her arms.

I groan. There's no getting out of this one. I step into the bathroom and follow the instructions on the box. There's no way I can be pregnant, right? I cover the tiny screen with a tissue and walk out into the bedroom with it. Without even looking at the results, I reveal the screen with a flourish. "See? Not pregnant," I say triumphantly.

"Tris?" Christina asks, trembling.

A sense of dread washes over me. I peek at the pregnancy test. A little positive sign flashes back at me, and the room starts to spin. "I-I'm too young," I whisper, tears welling up in my eyes.

"You have a baby in there," Christina says in awe, waving in the vague direction of my stomach.

"I'm going to be a mom," I murmur, staring down at my abdomen.

Christina makes up some excuse about having to go home and rushes out the door in a hurry. I sit on the bed, staring at the white stick in my hands. I must've stayed that way for hours, because I hear the front door creak open.

"I'm home," calls Tobias. I can hear the thud of his shoes being kicked off and I scramble to hide the pregnancy test.

He enters the bedroom. "Hey," I say, mustering up as much cheer as I can while slipping the test underneath my pillow.

He takes three strides and kisses me gently on the lips. "I missed you," Tobias says softly.

"Missed you too," I reply, my voice a little strained.

He searches my eyes with his calming blue ones, but he looks troubled. "You okay?" he asks, brushing the hair from my eyes.

"I'm fine!" I respond, feigning perkiness. I jump up and clasp my hands together. "I'm gonna go make dinner," I say, laughing nervously. I speed walk into the kitchen, my smile dropping into a worried frown. "How in the world am I going to do this," I mutter under my breath. One step at a time.