A/N: THIS CHAPTER IS WRITTEN BY ME (labelma). 64 has a weird dad, who took her computer away, so she won't be able to write her chapter until at least Friday, so me, being the awesome friend I am, offered to write filler chapter, from Tris's point of view. It has nothing to do with the plot, and is simply a bit of fluff. Possible very minor lemony parts.

Tris:

I sigh and go to pick Tobias up from the hospital. An hour ago, the nurse said he had a broken hand that needed to be bandaged and I should come back to get him later. Luckily, he came out otherwise unscathed, though I can't say the same thing for Eric, who got a broken jaw, and lost some teeth. Obviously Tobias came out victor. I know it's wrong of me to enjoy someone else's pain, but I can't help it, I'm ecstatic. Sure Eric will probably make life hell for us, but he won't be able to eat properly for six to eight weeks. I walk into the clinic, and I find Tobias sitting on the edge of his bed smiling at an unconscious Eric hooked up an IV machine. I go up to Tobias and I give him a quick kiss

"Nice job."

"Thanks. Do you know if I'm allowed to go yet?"

"Do I look like a nurse? Why don't you sit here like the injured puppy you are, and I will speak to the actual nurse." I joke, as I walk away to find a nurse. I hear Tobias shout something in the behind me, but I don't catch it. As soon as I find a nurse, I begin to ask my question before I am interrupted,

"Yes, yes he can go. Just sign this, and leave." She says while passing me a form and a pen. I assume her hurry to get Tobias out of here has something to do with his behavior. I will have to ask him later. I quickly sign the form, and I walk back to Tobias. As soon as he sees me, I give him a thumbs up. He rushes towards me and throws me over his shoulder.

"Tobias, what are you doing?"

"Am I not allowed to carry my lovely girlfriend?"

"No, put me down."

"Fine." He says, and puts me down.

"Did the nurses give you any drugs for the pain?"

"I broke my hand didn't I?"

"That's probably what's making you crazy."

"Whatever, let's just go eat dinner." He says while he takes my hand with his good hand, and drags me out of the clinic.

"So what happened to the ginger?" he asks. I assume he is talking about Avigayil.

"A few broken ribs and a broken knuckle. She broke Shmuel's leg when she kicked it."

"Hmf, strong girl. Pity Shmuel is the vicious one of the pack, and Eric is a sadistic dick truffle."

"Is that even an insult?"

"Now it is."

"I think I like drug Tobias better."

"You want me to become a drug addict like Eric?"

"Hell no, I like you just the way you are."

"Haha love you too." He says sarcastically. I lean in to him and kiss him. He wraps his arms around me, but I pull away.

"Can we continue this later? I'm hungry, and we are in the middle of a hallway."

"Ugh fine. I'm starved too. 2 hours in a hospital make you hungry."

"Sure they do." I say. Finally we reach the entrance to the cafeteria, which is filled with people as usual. Without thinking, we head to our usual table, the same one I would sit at during initiation, except now Uriah, Marlene, Lynn, Zeke, Shauna, and Lauren started sitting with us. As soon as we get to the table, Zeke starts clapping, and everyone else soon follows.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Tobias asks

"We heard you broke Eric's jaw. We wanted to congratulate you." Christina says.

"Whatever, I'm gonna eat." He grumbles before grabbing some pizza and biting it.

"Someone's pain medicine wore off." I say quietly, but not quietly enough because Tobias hears me, and before I know it, he loops his arm over my neck and puts me in a headlock.

"Let go of me Four."

"Say you love me."

"I guess the drugs are still in your system. Fine I love you." I say flatly. He releases me and I rub my neck.

"Hey Tris, is Four his real name?" asks Christina. Her nosy, Candor qualities have not changed.

"I'm gonna keep my mouth shut." I say which earns me an appreciation kiss from Tobias. He mutters something under his breath that sounds like fucking idiot, but I'm not sure. I yawn and put my head on the table.

"Tired Tris?" asks Lynn sarcastically.

"Initiates are exhausting."

"You're telling me? You guys were way worse by the way." Four says

"Hey!" says Uriah "I'm awesome, and you know it."

I space out as Zeke starts to say something.

"Tris, did you hear me?" Says Will

"Wuh?"

"I asked what exactly happened during fights today. We've only heard rumors."

"The last fight was between the smallest girl Avigayil, and Shmuel, who is the largest initiate, and the most vicious, quite a lot like Peter. Eric was with us when we were deciding the fighting pairs, and we didn't really have a leg to stand on when he put the two together because Avigayil won her last fight so easily, and she really Isn't weak, she broke Shmuel's leg."

"Why did you pull her out?" Asks Will

"Her abdomen was swelling; it could have been internal bleeding. Eric wanted her put back in the ring, and then Four punched him, and the rest you can figure out yourself"

"So did she have abdominal bleeding?"

"No, just a bunch of broken ribs, the nurse said she should be okay top fight in a few days. I guess we are lucky the erudite developed a fast acting medicine for broken bones."

My head is throbbing. I put my head back down on the table and I close my eyes.

"Do you want to go back to the apartment and sleep?" Tobias says in my ear

"Mmmmm" I grumble.

"I guess that's a yes. I'll take you back." He says quietly and then addresses the rest of the group, "We are going to go back and sleep, tomorrow is the trip to the fence, and initiates are idiots."

I get up and there are a chorus farewells, as we leave the cafeteria. Tobias wraps his arm around me as we walk. When we get to the room, I slam the door, and I lean against it, sighing. Today was pretty tiring. I slip my shoes off, and I lie face down on the carpet. Tobias comes and lies next to me.

"Has your pain medicine worn off?"

"Yes, my hand feels like shit."

"At least Eric probably feels worse."

"Yeah. Isn't it just precious that the Erudite medicine can't be used on a face?" he says as he sits up. I follow his example. The carpet doesn't smell great.

"It will be hilarious watching Eric eat from a straw."

"Still my hand hurts. I should probably take a painkiller."

"I know a better way."

"What?" he asks suspiciously. I lean forward and kiss him. He wraps his arm tightly around me. I crawl closer to him on my knees, and I run my hands through his hair, which he has let, grow out a little. He grabs my waist, and pulls me closer, so my body I pressed up against his. I can feel his heartbeat, which is racing. Mine probably is too, due to the nervous energy coursing through me. I feel his tongue asking for entrance, which I willingly give him. I am afraid of where this will lead, but I have to be Dauntless. I fall back so that he is on top of me, and I wrap my leg around his hip.

"Tris" he mumbles against my lips. It brings me back to reality. I push him away slightly.

"We should wait." I say.

"Until we get married." He says quietly, as if he is unsure of his words which he probably is. It fills me with a warm feeling. It's not unusual for couples to get married early in Dauntless, in fact it's the norm, but it just never occurred to me. I kiss him lightly.

"I love you." He says

"I love you too."

"Can we go to sleep now?"

"My pleasure." I say "I call the shower first." I holler while I spring up and run to the bathroom.

"Shit, you always do that." He says, though he is smiling.

Once we have both showered and changed into our pajamas, we get into bed. He still has the same blue quilt he had during initiation. It makes me feel safe like how I felt after he rescued me from Peter, Al, and Drew. Al… his death still affects me. I can't go near the Chasm without wondering whether it was my fault he killed himself. I shiver. As if Tobias can sense my thoughts, he grabs my waist and pulls me towards him so that he is spooning me. he wraps his warm, arms around me, and eventually the warmth of his body, and the sound of his heartbeat lull me to sleep.

A/N: sorry if it sucked, I'm not good at writing fluff, it just makes me feel so awkward. 64 is better at it than me.