Tobias POV

When Tris enters the cafeteria, she looks bewildered, a crease in between her eyebrows. Until our eyes meet, and all the worry that was once there, withers away. When she nears I open my mouth to question her, but I see no worries in her eyes. I let it go for now, and let us enjoy this little bit of happiness.

I turn back to our friends, catching the end of a dirty joke Zeke is telling, and my heart lurches when I hear Tris's soft laugh next to me.

I lean toward her whispering into her ear. "I can't wait to see you walk down the aisle."

She turns to me, a smile on her face.

Apparently I wasn't as quiet as I thought I was. Christina chimes in.

"When exactly will that be?" she nudges Tris with her elbow.

Tris turns to me her eyebrows raised, and I grin.

"Tomorrow." I say.

"He doesn't mean that." Tris peeps.

I cut off Christina and Tris before either of them has time to say anymore.

"I do. Why not?"

Tris looks at me warily. Shit. She does not look happy. Christina coughs next to us, and turns back to Uriah and Zeke. I rest my hand on her forearm.

"What's wrong? Do you not want to marry me?" I ask, my body tensing as I await a reply.

"That's not it, Tobias. Look can we go back to your apartment and have this talk."

I nod, and we wave off our friends and we walk to my apartment. I open the door, and let her walk in before me. She slumps on the couch putting her hands in her head, before looking up at me. I push my eyebrows up in a questioning look, and I hear her sigh.

"Look, a year ago I didn't think I would ever fall in love. You know me, Tobias. I've always been wary of relationships with people. I didn't even truly know my parents until they were dead. That's made me question every single relationship I have now. I know you'll never hurt me, but there is a wall I have up and I can't for the life of me seem to get it to go down completely."

I feel an ache in my heart for her as she talks about her parents, but don't dare show it. She hates being pitied.

"I want to take my time on, this." She motions her finger between us.

She continues on.

"We're not in a hurry anymore, ya know? I want to enjoy this, and make it as normal as possible. God knows we could use some normalcy in our life."

She stops, looking at me cautiously.

I step towards her, kneeling in front of her. I take her hand in mine, looking up into her eyes.

"I'm not trying to rush, Tris. She just asked, and I thought I love you, and I will always love you. Why not? Why wait? But I understand that you need more time, you just have to tell me. I can't read your mind." I chuckle at the end.

She smiles, before a strange look appears on her face, and she cups her hand over her mouth running to the bathroom. I frown, and go to follow her in, but she slams the door in my face. I turn the knob, sighing and letting my hand drop back to my side. Locked, of course. I knock lightly on the door.

"Please let me in."

"What happened to giving me time, this is a line I'm not ready to-"

Her words are cut off and I hear her gagging. I walk into the kitchen getting a glass of water, and medicine. Setting it on the coffee table, I walk back to the bathroom door.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

When she steps out of the bathroom, I approach her slowly.

"Do you think it's something you ate?" the concern in my voice giving me away.

"I'm sure that's it." She smiles weakly.

A knock on the door startles us both. I stride across the room pulling the door open. Elena.

"Hello Four, we need to talk. May I come in?"

I nod and she walks into the living room. Tris stands when she enters. Tris glances at me nervously.

"We seem to have a problem, and initiate requested the death records of his older brother, who happened to be Eric. When I went to retrieve them for him, they were gone. All other paper work, and records of Eric, were there. Intact. Just not his death certificate, and his execution papers." She says flatly.

Tris hands shake slightly, and I walk to her side. I intertwine my fingers with hers, hoping Elena doesn't notice her shaking hand, and grow suspicious.

"Well, Tris nor I have anything to do with the matter, but we can do some digging. See if we can find out who does."

Elena nods to us both and exits our apartment. I immediately turn to Tris.

"Why did you do it?" I ask her, unable to hide the anger in my voice.

"I-Tobias. Brandon was asking, and I just had a gut feeling he was up to no good. I mean, he sent that poor girl in to do it for him. I look at the papers, and it says who he was executed by. You."

"Tris, just because he wants to know doesn't automatically mean he has some evil plan. Ever think he just wants to know what happened? I mean he was still in Erudite, so you know they didn't release any info to his family as to what happened. Hell, he probably didn't even know he was executed by dauntless. We were in the middle of a civil war, there is no way he could have known."

She looks down at the ground and we stand in silence for a few minutes, before her eyes finally find mine.

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to protect you Tobias. After all we've been through, we're safest when we assume everyone is against us."

I fold her into my arms, kissing her forehead lightly.

"I understand." And I do. I would do anything to keep her safe.