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~ Chapter 25 ~

Tobias

I tried the best I could to keep Tris calm, but I'm not going to lie- it was hard. Every other second, it seemed, a loud cry of pain rushed out of her mouth. It was awful to listen to. I sat down next to her, and she squeezed my hand. She was a hell of a lot stronger than even I thought. "Hey, it's okay. I know. It hurts. Christina is on her way, with help. Alright?" She winced a little before she said, "Yes," weakly. I kept talking to her, and reassuring her that everything would be worth it in the end, but anything I attempted only seemed to magnify the pain she was experiencing. I took turns, calming Tris, then calming me, and I hoped with everything in me, that Christina would be here soon. Tris was really struggling; it was obvious, and I felt horrible watching the love of my life hurting so much for our babies. She was more Dauntless than anyone I knew. She was Dauntless through and through.

"Tobias?" She yelped. "Yes?" I rubbed her back. "Is it supposed to hurt this much?" She was hard to understand, as cries and sobs clouded her words. "I really don't know, Sweetheart. I really don't know." She sighed, before yelling, "Where the hell is Christina?" "I'm not sure. She said she was on her way. She'll be here real soon, okay?" Tris didn't respond except through squeezes to my hand. She was so strong. It really amazed me how any woman could do this, but then I realized how not every woman could do this. Tris was one of the ones who could. She was truly incredible. I knew then, when I saw my beautiful, strong girl screaming in pain, that any woman who went through this deserved to be Dauntless.

As I helped her through a bad contraction, I heard a knock at the door under Tris' screams. "It's open," I yelled, hoping whoever it was could hear me, and really hoped that whoever was Christina and the extra help. "Go, see who it is," Tris whispered. I hesitated, and Tris gave me a little shove, so I reluctantly left her side for the moment, to see who was at the door. I opened the door to find Christina, with Will and Uriah right behind her, and all of them were out of breath. "Where. Is. She?" Christina asked, and I gestured to our bedroom, where Tris was currently trying to refrain her tears for our guests. She ran in, followed by the guys, to see her. "Oh my God, Tris, you look horrible!" "Gee thanks." Will piped up, "Umm... Anyone care to explain what is going on?" "Ugh! Later Will!" Christina bellowed, as she sprung into action. She got gloves from the bag she brought, and then said, "Will, Uriah, out! Now!" "What? Is she pregnant? " Uriah asked, clearly stunned by the sight. Was he jealous? Huh? I was shaken from the I idea when Christina boomed, "I said OUT!". Uriah looked to Will, who shrugged his shoulders, and they left the room, departing for the living room. "Umm, feel free to ugh... turn on the TV or something," I said awkwardly, before closing the door.

"Okay, Tris. I'm going to check you, to see how far along you are, alright?" Tris nodded. "Now this may hurt a little, just to warn you." Christina rolled up the over-sized t-shirt she was wearing, all she had on, and Tris screamed at her touch. "Okay, okay, all done!" Tris sniffled, and I took her hand, to which I could tell she was thankful for. "Okay. You are almost six centimeters. We need to get you to ten before you can push, for the safest results. If you keep progressing like this, we should have two babies by the end of the night!" "How much longer?" Tris struggled out. "I would say worst case scenario, a few hours. Best? Within the hour. But I'm feeling pretty optimistic about this. I'll check you every half-hour or so." Tris groaned. "Sorry sweetie!" Christina said. "I want to see you out of this as soon as possible. The more often we check you, the more accurate it will be, so you can push as soon as you get to ten, okay?" She didn't respond.

"Alright. I'm going to hook up this machine now. It monitors their heartbeats. And then I'm going to turn this one on. It shows what's going on, okay?" She nodded before she screamed again. "Here, before that, we'll get you started with an epidural. It should help." She lifted up the back of Tris' shirt, and rubbed something on to it before injecting her with something with a giant needle. Tris sighed in relief immediately, and loosened her grip on me. I was relieved, too. I was really worried, that it hurt so much for so long. I always thought the pain subsided some, every once in a while. Apparently not. But sincerely, I was really glad the epidural helped her a lot. I hated seeing my Tris hurting. "How are you doing now, Tris?" She asked. "Much better. Thanks Chris." "Glad to help," Christina said with a smile. "I'll check in in a little while, so you to can have a little bit of time alone. Treasure it while you can." We both smiled and thanked her before she went to join Will and Uriah in the living room.

"Tobias, can you go get me some of that soup I like? Oooh! And Dauntless cake too!" Tris asked after we were alone for a while, being interrupted by Christina only once. I laughed, knowing that I would only have to walk into the kitchen to get it. "Right away, my Princess," I said and kissed her hand, and I left to fulfill her wishes. Uriah immediately got up when I came in. I could tell he was on edge. "How is she?" I sighed and said, "Better." "What's going on? No one's telling us anything," Will piped up. "We'll explain a little bit later. When Tris feels up to it." "What's with all the screaming?" "Everything will make sense later." "But Four?" "Mmmmhmmm?" "Is she pregnant?" He whispered the words. I gulped. "We'll talk about it later, please." Neither of them pressed the issue, as I went to the kitchen to heat some of the food I picked up. When it was done, I put it on a tray to take to our room. Will got up this time. "Can we see her?" "I don't think so. She's still not doing too good. A little later, I promise. But I don't think it would be the best idea right now. Sorry," I said, carefully choosing my words as I went back in.

"Boy that was quick! What, did you just happen to have specialty Italian Wedding soup and gourmet chocolate cake on hand?" I smiled. "Yeah, actually I did." "Are you kidding?" "Umm... No? I know my fiancee so well that I just so happened to pick up her favorites on my way home." She beamed. "Really? You picked it up just for me?" "Of course! I know how much you love it, and knew you would definitely appreciate it on a day like today. For whatever reason, I just had a feeling that it would make you happy." "Well, it did," she said, as she kissed my cheek. I helped her manage the soup, as I ate my hamburger. When we finished, we split the cake, and ate it together. "This is our last meal alone. Ever," Tris said suddenly. "Yeah, you're right. I hadn't thought about that before. But it's true. Holy cow. We are going to be parents in hours, Tris!" She nodded, with a huge smile on her face.

"What happened to another month?" She shrugged her shoulders. "I think they want to see the world. Learn and explore." "Oh Tris, you make it sound like they'll be Erudite! Oh God help them if they're Erudite! Anything but ERUDITE!" She gave me a weak smile, and said "I don't think they'll be Erudite." "Oh I mean I don't know what I would do if-" "I think they're going to be Divergent." Holy shit. I had not thought about that, but it was true. Since we were both Divergent and divergence was hereditary, there was a good possibility that our kids would be Divergent, too. I winced at the very idea. "Hopefully they will have stopped hunting us by the time they're old enough to be discovered," I said. I tried to forget about this, yet another problem and potential danger, and tried to help Tris to forget about it, too. She nodded and flinched a little bit.

"What is it?" I asked. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I think the epidiral's wearing off is all." "Alright. I'll go get Christina." I rose to get her from the living room, and noticed Tris winced a little bit when I got up. "Christina?" I called, not leaving our room completely. She walked over to me. "Tris needs you." She followed me into our room. "What's going on?" Tris gulped. She was holding back pain, it was clear. "I think the epidiral's wearing off." Christina looked a little confused. "That is really unlikely. I mean I can give you more, but I don't think that would be a good idea." "Okay, yeah it's fine. I can deal with it." "You sure?" "Yeah. I'll be fine." "Okay. It'll be over soon. Oh! That reminds me! It's been a while since I last checked you! I should probably do that now, okay?" Tris nodded and I could tell she was not looking forward to this. She looked at her sympathetically as she slid Tris' long shirt up again. Christina examined her, and I heard her gasp. "What?" Tris asked, obviously really nervous about what Christina was about to say.

She responded a minute later. "Tris, the epidiral's still working. You're in pain because you're ten centimeters! You're ready to push!" She looked at me with immense fear and pure anxiety. "You're ready! You can do this! It's going to be okay! We're going to be parents in minutes!" She cracked a smile, and said, "Are you ready?" "Yes. So ready. I have been ready to start a family with you since you jumped into Dauntless. I have had to wait for this for so long, and I am so ready, and most importantly I know it'll be worth it." I kissed her and whispered, "I love you," into her lips. "Now I don't mean to break up old-home week or anything, but Tris? I'm going to get you ready. When I say go, push as hard as you can. Got it?" Tris nodded and squeezed my hand again. I squeezed back.

After Christina got her into a good position and got a place ready for the babies, she said to Tris, "Okay. Ready? Push!" Tris nearly broke my fingers as she tried with everything in her. "Alright again!" Christina directed. "I can see the head!" She called after another push. "Push, Tris! Push!" Tris was getting tired now, I could tell. Her body was getting fatigued from labor. "I can't... I can't do any more." I knew she had to keep going, so I coaxed her and plead with her. "No, that's not true! I know you can do this! I know you can. Our babies are almost here, Beautiful, and in a few minutes, it'll all be over. Please just hang in there for a little bit longer. I believe in you Tris. And I am right here." Tris took a deep breath and pushed harder than ever before, crying as she did, and momentarily we heard a baby's cry. "One more Tris, and it'll be out!" So she once again summoned all she had in her and with another push, our baby was out. "Congratulations Four and Tris!" screamed Christina. "It's a..."