Tobias and I leave the crowded cafeteria after my parents leave. We walk hand-in-hand to the gym, where we're going to go over some defense training. He seems more relaxed, now that we're away from the happy families, mine included.

"Tris?"

"Yes?"

"Your dad gives one hell of a handshake."

I laugh. "No kidding. I swear, every time he meets a guy, he tries to break their hand."

"I caught onto that. That's why I squeezed his hand twice as hard."

I stop walking and stare at him. "Please tell me you're kidding."

He shakes his head. "No. That's why he was clenching and unclenching his hand."

"Oh my God," I say.

"What?"

"Well, there are two possibilities. The first – and more likely – is that he'll like you because you've proved yourself to be a 'man'." I make air quotes with my free hand and roll my eyes. "The second is that he now hates you because you almost broke his hand."

Tobias is quiet, think about what I just said. "Well. I really hope it's the first option because it wouldn't be good if the father of the girl I… care about doesn't like me." His cheeks redden.

I smile a little and start walking again. "C'mon," I say gently. "Let's go train."

XxX

I duck and dodge Tobias' punch. I maneuver myself behind him and knock his legs out from under him. He lands on his back, but not hard enough to knock the air out of his lungs. He lies there and looks at me. "That was a lot better, but remember to use your elbows and knees to disable me." I nod, recalculating the way I would have done that.

I collapse next to him and run a hand through my hair, sighing.

"You okay?" Tobias asks me.

I laugh. "I just knocked you to the ground and you're wondering if I'm okay?" He remains silent. I groan inwardly and say, "Yeah. I'm okay. I'm a little disappointed that my parents had to leave, but I understand why."

"You miss them." It isn't a question. "I can tell."

"How?"

"There's color in your cheeks and you look happier. You look like seeing them did you some good."

I stay silent, processing what he's saying. I can feel him move behind me, but I remain still. He wraps his arms around me and rests his chin on my shoulder. I lean back into his arms without thinking. I rest my hands over his and sigh. "Look," he says, "I know everything may seem messed up – and in many ways they are – but you and me? We're okay. The world could be burning to the ground but the two of us are okay." He presses his lips to my temple gently.

He gets up and offers me his hand. "Let's get out of here," he says. I smile and take it, allowing him to help me up.

Half an hour later, we walk towards the dorm rooms, and Tobias' cell phone vibrates. He reads the message and pales. "Tobias, what's wrong?"

"We need to get to the cafeteria, like right now."

"Why?"

He looks at me with pure panic in his eyes. "Can't explain. Let's go, quickly."

I allow him to drag me back to the crowded dining hall when I see Zeke and Uriah, looking rather uncomfortable, standing on either side of a short woman. Her skin was the same mocha color as the boys next to her and her arms were crossed. Tobias walks over to her with his head bent, like a little boy who just got scolded.

"You know, Four, even though you aren't technically my son, I still want to see you on Visiting Day," the woman chastises him.

He cringes. "I know, Hana. I know. I'm sorry. I just got… distracted."

With that, her eyes abandon Tobias and land on me. Her entire expression softens. "Oh," she says, slightly surprised.

"Tris, this is Hana Pedrad. Hana, my girlfriend, Tris," Tobias introduces us. She glances at him, shocked, but when she turns back to me, her expression is kind.

"Oh, my. I wasn't expecting that. Ezekiel and Uriah hadn't told me." She shoots a look at them and they smile nervously. "They were too busy assuring me that the Shauna and Marlene they each keep mentioning are real, although I have yet to meet either young lady. How is it that my honorary son has introduced me to his girlfriend sooner than my own flesh and blood?" She shakes her head in mock-disappointment.

Hana has Tobias and me sit with her, Uri, and Zeke for a while. She's very nice and has easily accepted the two of us into her family. After about 15 minutes, Tobias gets up.

"Hana, Tris has been helping me with Spanish and we're going to go study right now. And you should spend time with your real sons," he adds, smiling.

"I may not have birthed you, Four, but you are one of my sons. Don't forget that," she says, kissing his cheek. I bend down to hug her and she looks at me with kind eyes. "Take good care of him, Tris."

I smile. "I will, Hana. It was so nice to meet you."

"And the same to you, my dear."

With that, Tobias and I leave the dining hall again. Only, this time, we leave happier.

I really wanted to show the motherly love Hana has for Tobias, and what better time than the first Visiting Day. I think there will be more, I have yet to decide…

A huge thank you to each and every one of you readers, who have taken the time out of your busy schedules to read this. I wish I could thank each one of you individually, but FFn doesn't tell me who's read this. This is the best I can do.

So a huge shout out to YOU for reading this. Yes, you, with the awesome eyes and the wonderful smile. (Just so you know, to me, all eyes are awesome and all smiles are wonderful.)

Love you all! xxx