Rewritten and reposted on 6/26/17
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Chapter Eleven
~Tris~
It's been four weeks since initiation started, and it has been a living hell for my sweet husband. So much so, that he is a little less sweet these days. Well, Eric is still just as sweet and loving as ever to me and our unborn son, but the list ends there.
The other day he actually snapped at his mother, after she told him that it was okay for me to continue working, but on light duty only! Eric only snapped at her once, but that was enough to get Kate all riled up, and then she seriously gave her son a piece of her mind.
My scared husband immediately apologized after she put him in his place with a well aimed and very hard kick to his ass, then let him have it with a few choice words that had me laughing my pregnant ass off. I almost pissed myself because I was laughing so hard.
My big strong, Dauntless leader of a husband pouted like a child after that little fiasco, and ever since that day, he now makes a huge effort to watch his attitude with the woman that gave birth to him.
Only one day after the initiates arrived, I was in max's office going over all the initiate files with him, when Eric stormed in like a pissed off bull and then proceeded to yell in Max's face. My hot headed husband told him that he was done overseeing the little bastards and to find someone else, or let number boy take the entire responsibility by himself.
When Eric realized that I was in the room, he smiled as he quickly walked over to me and then kissed me soundly. He then told me that he was sorry for being an asshole and yelling like that in front of me. As soon as Eric was sure that I wouldn't jump his shit for yelling at Max like that in my presence, he turned back to the man in question, and that's when they both started yelling and cursing each other, like a couple of idiots with absolutely no sense what so ever.
I just laughed as I sat back and watched the show, wishing I had some peanut butter and pickles to go with my entertainment. Ever since my second trimester started, I have had some very strange cravings.
Finally after the two hot heads stopped yelling at each other, I jumped in and pointed out that Eric could just finish out this class while training Jack or Mark to take over next year. They both reluctantly agree after I explained to Eric, that the person that took over for him needed to be trained and that he is the only one that's capable of doing that. I also had to point out to Max that my husband was already on edge with the birth of our son approaching fast. I warned Max that he really shouldn't push or pick at Eric's non existent patience, or we may be fishing someone out of the chasm soon!
They both saw it my way pretty damn quick, and conceded with smiles on their handsome faces. Max and Eric are smart men, and they both know not to piss me off, especially while my hormones and mood swings are off the freaking charts.
I'm now thirty five weeks pregnant, and with the way that I am feeling these days; I can and will jump from calm and happy to pissed off and deadly in the matter of seconds.
"Is Eric still going through his manly PMS?" Christina laughs loudly as she and I take our seats at a table to eat our lunch together.
Before I can say anything on my husbands behalf, a tray is slammed down on the table next to mine. I look up and smile at my tense husband as he sets down next to me.
"Kiss my ass, Candor!" My grumpy man growls, then turns to me with a tired look on his handsome face. "Sorry, baby." He sighs and rolls his neck when I reach up and rub his shoulder. "I'm having a really bad day again, and I don't know if I can take much more incompetence!"
"He needs more peace serum." Uriah laughs hard as he sits down across from Eric, but stops abruptly when Eric shoves his cake in Uriah's face. "Yep…" Uri licks his lips. "…definitely needs more happy juice."
"Shut up and eat the cake that Eric, just so happily gave you." I giggle as I begin to rub my poor stressed husbands back soothingly.
Eric groans before he grabs my chair, turning me around to face him, so that he can rub my belly. This always calms him down faster than anything. Well, other than sex, but we can't do that in public.
I don't mind this one damn bit, because I love it just as much as Eric does. It feels amazing when he rubs my belly like this, and I'm always looking forward to my belly rubs.
I lean forward in my chair and kiss my husbands cheek, before I reach up and turn his face so that he's looking at me. "Do you want me to come to the training room with you after lunch? I don't mind, sweetheart." I move to grab a fry off his plate. Eric quickly grabs my hand and narrows his eyes at me as he points to my plate of pasta, vegetables, and fruit. "Hypocritical freaking health nut!" I mumble and toss a grape in my mouth instead of the delicious salty fried potato that I really, really want.
UGH! I'll be so glad when I pop this kid out of me, so that I can get back to eating whatever the hell I want to eat.
Eric finally shakes his head no, but he's smiling at me as he pulls me out of my chair and into his lap. "Yes I do want you to go back with me, but I don't want those little fuckers, or four stressing you out." He takes a fry off his plate and feeds it to me sweetly. As soon as I've swallowed my food, he leans in and presses his lips to mine. Giving me a soft, and very loving kiss.
Oh god! I really freaking love this man.
Once our lips part, I grin and kiss his nose. "You know that I have the ability to keep unruly children from getting under my skin?" I wink at my sweet husband. "And I can just try to ignore number boy as much as possible." I nod to him and give him a look of finality as I take another fry off his plate and pop it in my mouth. "You will be with me the entire time, Eric." I stop talking with my mouth full, and swallow my food. "I have nothing else to do today, so I'll be helping you. Besides, the faster you get Jack completely trained, the more you'll be able to let him work on his own. You will be able to start working in our office with me again, then you can take a maternity leave with me, just to piss Max off."
Eric was pissed when Max told us that we couldn't start working from home until my mother in law said that I had to. So for now, I'm stuck in the office three days a week, and Eric is stuck with the initiates every weekday.
Today is one of my days off and Eric told me that as long as four is with him, I can go out and do things on my own. I decided to go shopping for more baby clothes with Chris this morning. I swear my son has a bigger wardrobe than Chris and Marlene, combine.
Eric is still looking at me like he is trying to see how I'm feeling at moment, so I give him my bitch brow, causing him to sigh and nod his head.
"At the first sign of stress, I am taking you home, wife!" Eric points his finger at me as he tries to look stern. "I mean it, you stubborn woman. I will not have you passing out again, because someone will definitely die today if you do."
"I got it, Mr. Grumpy pants." I laugh as I lean forward and kiss his soft lips playfully, then turn back to my healthy food with a smile.
As soon as Eric and I finish eating our lunch, we make our way to the training room hand and hand, and the moment we walk into the room all eyes turn to us, pissing Eric off even more.
"No one told you to stop! Now get your incompetent asses back to work, people!" Eric yells out, then tosses his head back with a loud sigh of frustration. "Lord knows the fuckers need all the training they can get!"
I giggle at my angry husband as rub his arm soothingly.
"Breathe, baby, or you'll be the one passing out!" I continue to giggle as he leads me over to a bench, and helps me sit my fat ass down.
I grab Eric's clip board from his hands, so that I can look over the fighting scores. I see that my three favorite hellions won their first and second fights.
I'm so proud of my little minions.
I quickly turn to a blank page and begin to pair the next fights, so that I can pair Jason and Mason together. Then I pair Scott with the next strongest fighter, Brandon. I continue to look back at each initiates scoring average as I pair people together.
"What the hell are you doing, Tris?" I hear Four yell as he moves toward me. "Sorry…I didn't mean to yell."
I just chuckle at fours apology as I look over at my now pissed off husband, just as he drops his conversation with Jack and stomps toward me fast. My poor Eric is gonna blow a damn gasket if he doesn't settle down.
It's been fifteen weeks since Four pissed me off and caused my blood pressure to rise so high that I passed out, and this is pretty much the first time that he has actually talked to me directly, since that day.
"I'm doing your job four.." I narrow my eyes at the asshole. "…but unlike you, I'm doing it a whole lot better. The way it should have been done from the start." I hold up the pairings that I've come up with just as my husband stops next to me and places his hand on my shoulder. "Did you know that you have yet to pair the strongest fighters against each other? How in the hell do you plan to determine who deserves the first position, Four? Huh? Stage one is almost over, and you don't have a ranking progress report put together yet." I shake my head at his sudden incompetence.
"Look, Tris…" Tobias narrows his eyes at my husband. "I have been trying to get Eric to look over their scores to determine the rankings, but he keeps saying that it's not his job."
"It's not his job to do that…It's yours, Four!" I shake my head. "It's also your job to get the initiates paired up in the order of their skill."
Tobias rolls his eyes and glares at my husband again. So I stand and point my finger in the assholes face. "Stop acting like you've never trained initiates, Four. If you don't get your shit together and do your damn job like you're suppose to, I will find someone else to take this responsibility. Don't test me, Tobias. I promise you that I can be a lot meaner than my husband. So you will treat me with respect, because I'm still your superior. Or have you forgotten that?" My voice is quiet and my eyes are hard, but I'm completely calm.
Eric chuckles but I slap his ass to get him to shut up. "Stop laughing, Eric." I turn my ire on my husband. "You are suppose to make sure that Tobias is doing his job. Why haven't you done that, husband?"
"I've been busy training Jack, and I guess a few things have slipped through." Eric closes his eyes and sighs loudly, then points at Tobias as soon as he opens his eyes. "Plus the more that I have to converse with this jackass, the more I want to kill him."
"That's it!" I yell at both of them. "You both will do your fucking jobs and you will do them right, or you both will be dealing with me! These initiates don't need to get caught in the middle of your hate for each other. They need proper training and you both will see to it that it gets done right!" I calmly sit my ass back down just before Four nods his head.
"Fine, Tris. You're the boss!" Four walks off just as Eric sits next to me.
"You're right, baby. I'm sorry for acting like an idiot, and not doing my job right. Can you forgive me, Mrs. Coulter?" Eric pokes his bottom lip out as he leans in, pressing his pouty lips to mine playfully.
I giggle and nod. "There is absolutely nothing to forgive, Mr. Coulter." I grin up at my sexy husband. "I know how that asshole can be, and I know how much you hate him. So I don't blame you for anything." I stretch up and wrap my arms around his neck, just as I take his bottom lip between my teeth. "Mmmm. I love you, husband.
"I love you more, wife." Eric kisses me once more before he gets up and walks back over to Jack and they continue their conversation like nothing happened.
I chuckle at my silly husband as I continue my task of pairing up the initiates for their next fighting match while rubbing my belly. All morning I've been feeling a lot of pressure, and now it's starting to kind of hurt a little.
I haven't told Eric yet, because my husband will, no doubt, freak the hell out. He has enough on his plate at the moment, without me adding to it with something that is more than likely just Braxton Hicks.
I will have to talk to Kate about this when I see her at my appointment later, because I'm starting to get a little scared that something could be wrong. I haven't felt like this at all during my pregnancy and now, like I said...it's starting to hurt.
When I'm finished, I slowly waddle over to my husband and hand him the clipboard. I kiss his cheek and slap his fine ass before I move over to the initiates. I need to see for myself what dauntless is working with this year, because I know for a fact that my husband can be a bit...hatefully judgmental when it comes to initiates.
I waddle my fat ass over to Scott and Mason's sparing session and just observe them as they execute their moves perfectly.
Watching these two fight like this, reminds me of the day that Eric caught me secretly training them, and then the ass tried to mess with me about it.
...Flashback...
"You need to be faster when you block, Scott. You won't last long in dauntless initiation if you can't block a punch." I approach the makeshift fighting ring and motion for Jason to step up. "Fight me!"
"I'm not gonna hit a girl." Jason shakes his head rapidly.
"We'll then, you are better off staying in amity because in dauntless, they don't discriminate with gender. I had my ass handed to me countless times during my initiation, by guys that were twice my size. When Eric and I spar, he doesn't go easy on me because he knows that if he does, he could get hurt. I am just as lethal as he is and I will not go easy on him." I quickly get into my fighting stance and motion Jason forward. "Now fight me, or get your ass back to your farming chores!"
Jason finally nods as he gets into the position that I showed him.
We circle each other for a minute, sizing each other up. "You can't be scared to take a hit." I hit him hard with a right hook, forcing his head to turn to the side. "You shouldn't be scared to fall." I drop to the ground and spin as I kick my leg out, taking his legs out from under him. This move causes Jason to hit the ground hard and groan in pain. "And most importantly..." I grab him by his collar and pull him up to his feet. "Never, ever be afraid to get back up and do it all again. Dauntless do not concede in a fight. We always fight to the end. Until we win, or we're no longer able to continue!"
"Wow!" I hear loud clapping behind me.
When I turn around, I see Eric leaning against a tree. He looks emotionless for the first time since we moved to amity.
Oh Shit!
"I couldn't have said it better myself Tris, but what I want to know is…what in the hell do you think you are doing?" He takes a step towards me with his arms crossed over his chest.
"What does it look like I'm doing, Eric?" I growl at my so called boyfriend. "They confided in me. They told me that they were planning on joining dauntless, so I decide to show them how brutal our initiation truly is." Eric narrows his eyes at me as I get right up in his face.
If I didn't know how sweet and loving Eric can be, or how much I mean to him…I would more than likely keep my distance from him right now, but instead, I poke the bear, literally...in the chest, very fucking hard.
"You and I both know how hard it is to survive Dauntless initiation, Eric! They are not from Erudite, or Candor! Like me, they come from a very naive faction; raised to be neutral and fucking nice!" I yell as I continue poking Eric's chest. "Now I don't expect you to understand that, being that you came..."
Eric grabs my shoulders and gently pushes my back against the tree behind me. "Stop, Tris!" He tells me quietly. "You are a leader and you can't train kids from other factions, unless they have already defected to our faction."
I'm so fucking tired of these asshole men telling me what I should or shouldn't do. I'm a fucking leader just like he is, and I sure as hell don't answer to him anymore. If anything, Eric fucking answers to me now.
I kick off the tree and before Eric can react, I have him pinned to the ground beneath me. My face is now hovering a half an inch above his. "Have you forgotten, Eric?" I graze my lips against his. "You are not my superior anymore. In fact..." I bring my hand between us and slide it all the way down his body, just to grab his balls when my hand is between his legs. "...I own you, baby."
Eric grins at me before stroking my cheek lovingly, and pecking my lips with his briefly. "That you do, baby..." He kisses my lips again. "Now…" Eric smacks my ass then flips us over, before getting to his feet and pulling me up with him. "Lets see what these little fuckers are capable of, sweetheart."
"You were just fucking with me…weren't you, Eric?"
"What can I say, Tris…" Eric shrugs his shoulders and grins at me. "…I saw a teaching opportunity, and I took it."
"You're an ass, Eric!"
"And your ass is just plain sexy, Tris!"
To be continued...
This chapter was rewritten and reposted on 6/26/17
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