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** Please look out through out the chapter P.O.V will change so please look for the bold Tris or Four!

Chapter 7

Are we there yet?

Four P.O.V

I think I can safely say for all of us, that the four days has passed us by like a blur. We all busied ourselves with last minute errands, phone conferences, staff meetings, and emails. It's as if Monday morning alarm went off and no one ever stopped until this morning. But no matter how busy I got, one thing remained on my mind, Tris. Well ok, if I wanted to be completely honest with myself two things, Tris and Ethan.

Ever since last Sunday those two is all I can think about. I have come to realize now more than ever that I have true feelings for Tris. Even her son, Ethan has snuck his way in my heart. For the first time in my life I feel as though I can finally let someone in, I want to trust her be honest with her. For her to know me, the real me. I hope one day, she will trust me enough to do the same. I'm hoping on this trip can be the start of something that may just be something truly special.

I arrive at Tris' house, telling the cab driver to run the meter and I would be right back. Yesterday Tris had asked me if I would mind picking her and Ethan up on my way to the airport. She hopes that having me as a buffer for Ethan it would make things run little more smoother for the both of them. Of course I told her I didn't mind, which is the truth. I like that she wants and needs me there for her and Ethan. There is no where else I rather be, than to be with them.

Suddenly the small box in my pocket feels like it is going to burn a hole right through my pocket. As I knock on the door three times. I hear Tris calling out for Ethan, telling him it's time to go and grab his back bag. I take a deep breath before she has a chance to open the door, trying to keep myself calm. It occurs to me right than that I have never felt so nerves before. I wipe my palms on my jeans from the sweat that they have collected.

The door flies open with a smiling Tris behind it. "Good morning, H-o-n-e-y." She greets me with a wide smile.

"Good morning, Love," I can't help but match her smile. She is so beauftil. "Ready to go?"

"Yea. Well a little Trex just needs to get his back bag." Tris says it to me, but in a way that she is also calling out to Ethan.

Seeing we have a few seconds alone, I decide that now is the best time to present Tris her rings. I take a deep breath and dig out the small black box out of my pocket. I slowly open the box and hold up for her to see them. "Love, would you be my wife for a week?" I say. I figure it might be best to make light of these things. But in my mind, I wish I could ask for longer than a week.

She takes a step closer towards me, her eyes glancing between both me and the box that I hold up. "Wow, Four. Their beautiful." She says taking the box from my hands."What about your ring?" She ask.

"Right here." I hold my ring up between my thumb and index finger and than I slip it on my ring finger on the left hand. Suddenly I have an urge to be the one to slide her rings on her fingers. I'm not sure if it's the need to touch her, or to make this moment more intimate for us. "Here. Allow me, Love." I take the box back, removing the rings and taking her left hand slipping first the wedding band and than follow by the engagement ring. In the order that Shauna told me they should go. "I now pronounce us man and wife." I say with a wide smile. I know the next statement I want to say, and perform "you may kiss the bride." But I know we are not quite there yet. I see her gorgeous blueish gray eyes fill with unshed tears. I feel the moment intensify between us and I can't help but start to lean in towards her. But the moment is quickly lost when we hear Ethan than emerge stomping towards us, with his arms curled up under his arm pits. He has a Jurassic World back bag hanging over his shoulders.

"Hey buddy. Are you ready to go." I ask Ethan.

"Roar." He responds but this time he also nods his head as an answer. It's a small gesture, but it tells me he is getting more and more comfortable and use to me being around. Something I hope that will continue.

"Well alright than. Let's get this show on the road!" I say waving us out the door. "Here let me help you with that." I tell Tris bending down and grabbing her suitcase for her.

"Oh Thank you, Honey."She says grabbing her purse, a carry on bag and Ethan's suit case. Than she locks the door behind us as we make our way to the waiting cab.


Tris P.O.V

I was beyond thankful that Four agreed to picking us up for the airport. I was worried how I was going to handle all our bags, along with handling Ethan. One thing being an autistic parent has taught me, is always be prepared for the worst. Any little thing can cause the fastest changes with in a second. So having Four here eases my worries. It's nice having another pair of hands around along with a second pair of eyes.

When Four arrived at my apartment, I was overwhelmed with mix emotions. It made me wonder how I was going to handle "being his wife." Since day one I have always denied my feelings for Four. Told myself that he is my boss, that I needed my job to be a responsible parent to Ethan. But that never meant I didn't allow my day dreams to run wild. Seeing him with Ethan, spending time with Four, and getting to know Four, it is making it almost impossible to keep what ever it is I am feeling at bay.

I always imagined what it would be like to have someone, for Ethan and me. To be able to share your secrets, your thoughts, sharing those precious moments as a family. Spending time with Four has meant so much to me, shown me a glimpse of what it would be like to have a partner in all of this. I know that once this is all over with, it will make it that much harder to go back to how things use to be. I know I should guard my heart, not let the special moments get to me. But the moment I open the door to Four, with that wide handsome smile... That plan was well forgotten.

Every girl dreams of that day when their partner asked them to share the rest of their lives together. Every girl dreams of that day when she is dresses in white, walks downt he isle to that one person that stole her heart forever. I know Four saw the tears in my eyes that threatened to spill, when he cradled the rings on my finger. I was just glad we were interrupted by Ethan. I didn't want to explain my overwhelming emotions behind those tears.

It wasn't has difficult has I thought it would have been. Other than Ethan rocked himself, and stomped like a Trex through the terminals, for the most part it was do able. Having Four with us was defiantly a great help for Ethan and I. Although it was no surprise the stares we got as we made our way to the jet.

The jet was a smal private jet, it had three seats per row and only four rows in the plane with a small bathroom in the back. Once we boarded the plan, we noticed that Shauna and Zeke already were on board. They claimed one row for themselves.

"Hey there Eaton family." Zeke says greeting us with a welcoming smile. "And who is this little guy?" Zeke glances at Ethan.

"Good morning. This is my son, Ethan." I say introducing Ethan to Zeke and Shauna. I've only seen Shauna a few times in the office but atleast I know who she is.

"Well hello there Ethan, are you excited?" Shauna ask him. He roars at her. Obviosly becoming overwhelemd with meeting new people, and being on a plane.

Since the flight is suppose to be around three hours, I had planned ahead of time for Ethan to busy himself. I hand him his iPad which his loaded with his favorite dinosaur movies, his sound blocking ear phones, and reminded him that he could play with his toys that wre inside his back bag. Luckily he was so destructed he never really notice the plane taking off. Although I did notice Four, who is sitting on the other side of Ethan. I see Four taking in a few deep calming breaths and pinching the bridge of his noise the whole time we were climbing.

"Are you alright?" I ask Four out of concern for him.

"Nervous flier." Is all he says.

I reach over cupping his shoulder with my hand and rubbing circles with my thumb. For some reason I want nothing more than to comfort him at this moment. But as this act is performed I feel the immediate zing that shoots through us the moment I touch him. He opens his eyes and turns to look at me with a small smile.

Once we are in the air, and the light for the seat belt is off. Four tells me he needs to speak with Zeke and asks if Ethan and I will be ok. I'm at awe with how genuine concern he truly is for us. I nod at tell him, "Of course we will be fine."

Moments later Shauna takes Four seat with a wide smile. I turn in my seat seeing Four and Zeke both speaking in a hush tone two rows behind us.

"So have you ever been to Florida before?" Shauna ask making small talk.

"Yea, actually it's my hometown. I grew up on the boarder line of Orlando and Kissmmee actually." I say looking down at my hands. I hear silence take over the cabin, realizing that both Four and Zeke are now listening to this conversation as well.

"Well, are you planning on making a few visits to your family or old friends?" She asks.

"No, there is no one left for me back there." I say.

"Oh. Did you and your parents move to Chicago than or?" She probes.

"Um." Here we go. "No they passed away in a head on collusion. I legally emancipated myself with the help of a friend's parent." I explained. Yup, nothing left for me back there. "I moved to Chicago for a fresh start when Ethan was a year old."

"Wow that had to be tough, new city with a baby. Does that mean that Ethan's father is back in Florida?"

"Um." I don't know how to respond to this. I really don't want to.

"Shauna, Zeke is needing to speak with you." Four says, nicely telling her to get out of his chair.

I'm so grateful for Four right now, my past is something that is hard for even for me to face. I smile at Four in hopes that he sees the appreciation I have for him at this moment. He matches my smile and takes his seat again.

"Why don't you sit back and relax, Love. We'll be there soon." He says giving me a wide smile when he calls me Love.

"Thank you, Honey." I reply back. I take his advice though, I sit back and close my eyes taking the rare quiet moment before all chaos will break loose.


Four P.O.V

The moment I felt Tris' hand on shoulder and the motion of her thumb... My fear of heights was replaced with what felt like a charge zing run through her fingers and spreading through out her touch. It sent a mixture of calm and excitement through me, I've never felt that before. I think she may have felt it too. Most people usually fear me, they don't usually try and comfort me. Than again its rare anyone really sees through me, I rarely let my composer down. Yet here she is comforting me for what ever reason. I cant even remember a time where someone tried to comfort me. It feels... nice. I let out a small smile wanting to show that I appreciate it. That I appreciate her.

Once the belt light went off, I needed, no I wanted to talk to Zeke. Maybe not about what is happening between Tris and I. Because lets be serious I don't even understand it yet. But as an excuse to have a little distance between us. The urge to take her hand off my shoulder and entwine our fingers together was getting to strong for me to handle. I don't want to make a fool our of myself. What if she doesn't want to hold my hand? What if what I am feeling is only one sided? This is new territory for me. For God's sakes I have never even been on a real date before, well along had to ask a girl out. I'm just a few shy years from turning thirty! How pathetic is that?

"Hey man." I stand next to Shauna who has her legs curled up under her, sitting next to Zeke. "We need to discuss what is on the agenda for the week." I suggest.

"What can't stand being five minutes without baby?" Zeke says laughing.

"Oh yea, I long for your touch at night." I throw right back. Over the past twenty years this has been a game for us, to see who will give up first.

"Just at night, baby." He throws back. I hate him right now.

"You know I can't go a night without your lips on mine." Take that.

"Alright. Alright. Enough, I'm going to sit with Tris. You know normal people." Shauna gets up, claiming my sit as her own.

I take temporary ownership of Shauna's seat and very pleased with myself for the moment. We only sit two rows away from Tris, Shauna and Ethan. But I have the perfect vintage point of Tris, which provides me perfect view of her lips, her cute noise, her eyes.

"So whats up, Four?" He says following my gaze.

"Nothing. Just wanted to know what is on the agenda and if there is any free time for some adventuring around?" I ask Zeke.

I have a motive for this question but again I don't plain to fill him in on what is going on between Tris and I. That's for me and her to figure out, no outsiders opinion is needed. Although my attention is quickly pulled away from the information I wanted when I hear Tris say that Orlando is her home town. What? All this time she never said anything. Than again I never asked where she was from.

"Oh. Did you and your parents move to Chicago than or?" I hear Shauna ask.

"Um... No they passed away in a head on collusion. I legally emancipated myself with the help of a friend's parent." Tris explains. "I moved to Chicago for a fresh start when Ethan was a year old." My mind goes into over drive with this new information of her. She lost her parents at such a early age, to not only be taken in and taken care by someone...But she took care of herself. Wait! She said that she moved to Chicago with Ethan for a new start... that would mean Ethan's father is probably from Orlando as well.

"Wow that had to be tough, new city with a baby. Does that mean that Ethan's father is back in Florida?" I hear Shauna ask the same question I was thinking.

"Um." I hear the hesitation in Tris' voice.

Which tells me that she isn't comfortable discussing this mater. I don't want Tris to feel uncomfortable around Shauna or anyone for that mater, I also don't want her to feel obligated to answering such a personal question. She has said enough. I stand up not even bothering to say anything to Zeke and make my way back to my seat."Shauna, Zeke is needing to speak with you."

Although I am curious of the answer to Shauna's question, I'm not sure if I want to hear the answer to that question myself. The thought of another man touching Tris, kissing Tris, being with her and than abandoning her makes my blood boil. I keep telling myself that she has a child, she had to have sex in order to conceive him of course. But still in my mind Tris should only be with me and I should only be with her. Which is beyond stupid considering how many women I have been with. When I take my seat, I see Tris give me a small smile of appreciation.

"Why don't you sit back and relax, Love. We'll be there soon." I suggest. I can't explain the zing that shoots through me each time I call her Love.

"Thank you, Honey." She says still smiling at me. She luckily takes my suggestion, sits back and closes her eyes. I love watching her peacefully calm and relax. I could probably watch her for hours and never get bored. But I also don't want to creep her out sitting here watching her. So I decide to place my attention on Ethan make sure he is ok and happy. I ask the flight attendant for some orange juice for him and a water for myself. He sits happily with his stuff animal Trex and sipping his juice, his eyes never leaving the iPad screen.