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Hey, people. Sorry if this is a little short, but at least it's an update...right?

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I smile. "That's a question for Four. See you later." I run and catch up to Tobias, who's halfway out the door. I snuggle up to him and he allows it. He's a little less pissed than I originally thought.

We walk back to our apartment quickly. Tobias apparently isn't in a mood for dawdling. When we walk in, Carson is sound asleep, so we head into our bedroom. Immediately I wrap my arms around Tobias.

"I'm sorry," I mumble. "That wasn't as funny as it was supposed to be. You were supposed to realize sooner."

Tobias sits us on the bed and grips my chin so hard it hurts. But I ignore it and look into his eyes. "I don't think you get how in love with you I am," he says in his quiet instructor voice that absolutely terrifies most people. "If I lost you, Beatrice, there would be no point to my life any more. So, though it's selfish as hell, I cannot lose you. Please don't put me through something like that ever again."

"I'm really sorry, Tobias. I didn't think. Honestly, if it had been you that had died, I couldn't handle it either," I answer, gripping the hand he has on my chin, because it's getting to be a little painful. He seems to realize he's hurting me, because he releases my chin.

Now my boyfriend smiles. "I have to say, though, our prank was pretty good, wasn't it?"

I grip his hands. "Very. Tobias, was it true when you said Lauren was your first kiss?"

He scowls. "Not entirely."

I frown and drop his hands. "What on earth is that supposed to mean?"

Tobias meets my eyes now. "I mean she's tried to kiss me many times, and she's kissed me on the cheek before, but I've never kissed anyone."

I sigh in relief. "You scared me, Tobias." Then I grin. "I wasn't completely lying about Robert, either."

It's his turn to become alarm. "What?" he growls. "Do I have to go find a certain Amity to beat up?"

I chuckle and kiss his nose. "No. When I was little, our parents always made me and Caleb and Robert and Susan kiss each other on the cheeks. We were maybe four or five."

Tobias half-glares at me. "That was mean."

I kiss his nose, and then both of his cheeks. "That's why you love me."

Tobias flips us over and pins me to the bed, his forehead resting on mine, our breaths mingling. I lift my head a tiny bit and kiss him, running my hands through his hair. He relaxes his hold on me and things start to get a little heated...(A/N: they do not have sex. Just a touchy-feely makeout that might push the T limit. I want to keep this T, people. If you want that stuff, look at M.)

I pull one of Tobias' shirts on as a nightgown (don't judge - they smell like him and they're soft) and Tobias strip his pants off and throws on pajama bottoms. We settle on the bed. Then there's a tiny knock at the door. I slide out of Tobias' grasp and open it onto a shaking Carson. I squat and he immediately throws himself into my arms, shaking. I lift him up and carry him to the bed. I leave him with Tobias and go warm up a little milk.

When I step back in, Tobias is holding Carson against his chest. I curl up next to them and hand Carson the mug. He takes a sip, and then looks at Tobias.

"Four?" he murmurs. "Did you ever have nightmares about your daddy?"

Tobias meets my eyes. "Yes."

"How did you fight them off?" Carson sounds almost sleepy now.

"I didn't, I don't. Tris does," he answers quietly.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that Tris and I hold each other at night and we don't have nightmares anymore," Tobias says after a second of thought.

"Can I try?" Carson sits up a little in Tobias' arms. "Can I stay with you two tonight?"

"Of course," I respond, smoothing his hair. He snuggles between the two of us, and Tobias and I hold hands over his little body. The three of us fall asleep completely at peace.