I am so sorry this took me so long to right! Quick note; there has been a change in the plot. I decided to keep this as close to the book as possible, so I went with Veronica Roth's version of Uriah's funeral. I hope all of you enjoy! Veronica owns all the rights to Divergent.


Tris

As I think about the events in the past few months leading up to today I smile. My husband seems to have picked up on my mood and takes my left hand and interlaces our fingers. My wedding ring shifts as he runs his thumb over it.

It was crucial to me that our engagement be short. Not only did I not fancy the idea of a big and glamorous ceremony, but I still wanted to look good in my wedding dress. So only a month after Tobias asked me to marry him we finally tied the knot, and it was the most happiest and amazing day of my life.

All of our friends were there. I just wished my parents could have been there to see me wed the most amazing man I have ever met. I hope somehow they were watching me as I said my vows, and that they approved.

The main event after the wedding was the baby. I am thirty-nine weeks today, and am eccentric about it. Growing a baby is incredibly exhausting and painful. Many times I have wished time would hurry up just so I could have her out. With only a few more days left until my due date I am thrilled to finally be able to give birth to her, and hold her in my arms. I'll also be thrilled to let my body return to normal.

When I remember what is upcoming today my smile fades. It is Uriah's birthday. Instead of celebrating we are having his memorial in the Pit. Hana and Zeke will spread his ashes over the Chasm.

I have been dreading this for a long time. It was hard enough to say goodbye to Uriah just before he passed away, and now it's like I'm reliving that moment. It's been so hard to think I will never see him again. I miss his stupid jokes, his crazy stunts, and how much he would tease Marlene and everyone else. It's difficult to imagine the rest of our lives without that.

A sharp little twinge of pain takes over my abdomen for a brief moment and then disappears. That has been happening ever since I woke up this morning. It's probably just some of those Braxton Hicks contractions, so I pay it no mind.

We pull up to the train station where some of our friends are waiting for us. Tobias puts the car into park, and I begin the process of trying to get out of my seat. I at least manage to shift my legs around before Tobias has to come and help me out.

I can't help but laugh at myself. All of the things I have trouble doing these days and getting out of a car so happens to be one of them. My husband notices me grinning, but I'm sure he knows what about. We have been through this many times. He doesn't say anything. He just kisses my hairline and leads me to the train dock.

Christina is the first to notice our arrival. After shouting "Hey" she comes over to embrace me whilst Tobias goes to greet Zeke and Shauna. I've barely been able to see Christina since my wedding. After Tobias decided to take Johanna up on her job offer I decided to open up my own business. I run the new tattoo shop a few blocks from our apartment. I have also been getting ready for the baby's arrival, and that has kept me extra busy. Now that I am here it feels great to see her.

"You look good." She says as we separate.

I snort. "You can say it as it is. Just because I am pregnant it does not mean you don't have to tell me I look fat. As I have told you several times now."

"No I'm serious. You look great."

I roll my eyes but thank her anyway.

"She's right you know." A voice says from ahead. Christina turns, and I watch Shauna wheel her way over to us. "For a pregnant woman you look fantastic."

I smile at my wheelchair bound friend and then give her a shoulder hug. "I may look it, but I don't feel it. I won't even mention how bad my back hurts."

"Well have you been doing a lot of moving around?" Christina asks.

"I try not to, but I have to do what I have to do."

"What you need to do is take it easy. I know your due date is in a few days, but that doesn't mean you should be straining yourself."

"Go easy on her Chris!" Shauna intervenes. "Her hormones are still all over the place. We wouldn't want her to start crying." I give her a grateful smile despite her comment. I know she was only teasing though.

"Your right." Christina says. "I'm sorry. I'm sure you're just anxious to have her out."

I sigh. "That does not describe the half of it! If I had known having a baby inside me would be this hard I would have double checked we used protection."

My two friends throw their heads back and laugh. Eventually I join in. "Well in that case I better keep that in mind. Cause that wild lover back there," Shauna indicates Zeke. "Is demanding." Christina and I laugh at her comment.

"Same here." Christina laughed. "Eventually."

We all continue to laugh even as Tobias and Zeke make their way over to us. When they ask why we are laughing we just brush it off and tell them nothing.

Fifteen minutes pass before Cara and Mathew show up. Caleb surprisingly is not far behind. He didn't know Uriah all that well; therefore I told him he didn't have to come. I'm sure the real reason he is here is to see me.

The train arrives shortly afterward. Many people climb off before we slip in.

During the reconstruction of the city the trains were modified for an actual transportation source for everyone. Now it actually stops at the stations, and has seating in the cars.

Tobias takes a seat by the window, and I rest my head on his shoulder. The motion of the train moving is soothing. I could almost fall asleep here. It would be nice considering I have not slept as well as I used to these past few months. The baby likes to keep me awake at night.

I feel a small little appendage pushing from inside me. I use my hand to seek out the bulge on my belly, and when I find it I draw circles on it with my thumb. "Hey," I whisper to Tobias. "Feel this." He places his on my stomach, and I guide it to where the baby is moving.

His face lights up as the baby moves under his hands. When she shifts inside me Tobias loses track of her movements. I help him relocate her, and he smiles again. "That is the coolest thing ever." He whispers.

"It's cool because I'm the one she punches." I say. "You are on the other hand are safe from her endearing torture."

Tobias laughs and then kisses my hair. "She's already like her mama." He whispers. "Impatient and strong."

Our stop comes up and we all trample off the train before it moves again. We are going through a backdoor entrance to Dauntless for mine and Shauna's convenience. I am upset I don't get to experience the thrill of the net again, but if I bring up the idea I will hear a mouthful first from my husband, and then Christina. And I am most certainly not in the mood to deal with any condescending tones these days.

As we walk the halls of our old home I remember the good times I had here before the war turned over our world. Most of them involve Tobias. Part of me wishes we could go back and relive all of that, and somehow stop Erudite's attack and spare ourselves from the war. Maybe then everyone we lost would still be with us.

I feel the roar of the river before I hear it. We walk up to the bridge and see Hana and a few other people I don't recognize. Zeke walks up to her and embraces her, and I see the urn with Uriah's ashes in them.

My breath catches at the sight, and I have to take a moment to recompose myself. I thought this was going to be easier than when he died; turns out I was wrong. My husband takes may hand and interlaces our fingers. I feel better about everything whenever I feel his touch.

The time comes. We all stand beside or behind Hana. Zeke is next to her, rubbing her shoulder for support. Tobias and I are on the other side of him. Hana removes the lid of the urn and gives it to Zeke. When I hear her begin to sob Zeke chants his brother's name. We all join in, and our chants grow louder, Dauntless funeral style.

"Uriah! Uriah! Uriah!" Hana positions the urn over the railing, and ever so slowly let's her son's ashes fall into the raging river below. I go silent, as does Tobias, but the others around us whoop and shout.

Clutching my husband to my side, I say my final goodbyes to our friend.

Hours later my husband and I arrive back at our apartment. While he begins to make dinner I go into our bedroom to lie down for a while.

The pains that I have been experiencing all day have increased, and they hurt even more than they did before. Tobias voiced his concerns that these may not be Braxton Hicks contractions earlier, and that I should probably be taken to the hospital. I told him I would rather wait it out and see if they will go away or not.

I get into a fetal position on the bed to hopefully relieve some of the pressure. When that doesn't work I lie on my back and massage my lower abdomen. Sweat is starting to coat my forehead as the pain intensifies.

Then I feel it, a warm liquid oozing out between my legs. "Tobias!" I shout, but he doesn't come. "TOBIAS!" I shout louder, and he runs in here. Concern is etched all over his face. "My water just broke!"


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