I didn't upload yesterday, so I made this chapter longer than usual! Hope you will enjoy! Oh yeah, some of you were confused about what happened to Tobias. He got suspended.

Tris POV.

The days after my dad's death have been weird, most people would expect me to be broken. But I am keeping my head up and going on like before, mostly because I don't want people to waste their time feeling sorry for me. I want to move on, but I can't do that if people keep telling me how terrible it is. Today is my dad's funeral, and I've never been to a funeral before. I look at myself in the mirror, trying to figure if this outfit is okay.
"Tris, you look fine" Tobias says. He has practically been living here since we got the news, I think he thinks I am handling it all too well. And I am about to break in any second.
"I've never been to funeral before, especially not a military one" I say sitting down beside him in the bed. He put his arm around my shoulder, and pulls be into his side.
"You're sure you don't want me to come along?"
"Yes. You are going home, so you can pack. Then you get some rest, because I know you haven't slept in days. You've been watching me. Then you pick me up tomorrow morning, and we leave for London"
"About that; You're sure that you want to go right?" I smile at him, and kiss him on the lips.
"I've been looking forward to this trip since Christmas, now don't you get second thoughts" I say in a serious tone, he laughs at me.
"Of course not"
Three is a knock on the door, and then my mom comes in.
"We need to leave now" I nod and pull Tobias up with me. When we get down on the street, Tobias leans in to give me a quick kiss.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow"
He says goodbye to my mom, and then gets into his car.
When we get to the cemetery, we just sit in car for a moment.
"Beatrice, remember that it's okay to be sad. It's okay to be angry too. Just don't hold anything back" I nod once, take a deep breath and the get out of the car. I'm surprised by how many people there are most of them in uniform. I spot my grandparents, I don't think I've seen them in 2 years. We walk in their direction, and when they see me they give me a little smile.
"Beatrice, look at how big you've got. You are beautiful young lady now. And Natalie, it's been so many years" We exchanges hugs.
"I'm so sorry about Andrew, so sorry for the loss of your son" My mom says, squeezing my grandmother's hands.
"Thank you. We've been prepared for this day since he joined, but it doesn't make it less sad" My grandfather says, they walk away.
"You should go and stand with Jeanine and Caleb" My mom says. I just nod and walk over there, they are surrounded by a lot of military men.
"Beatrice, I am so sorry" Jeanine says.
"Yeah me too" We give each other a little awkward hug, and then I go to stand by Caleb.
"You okay Tris?" He says, and places a hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah, are you? I think that you were closer to him"
"It's been tough, seeing my mom like that"
Then we are cut off by the beginning of the memorial service. It's very hard, listening to all speeches. They are describing a different man, it's not the Andrew Prior I know. I start to cry, I think that's pretty normal, Caleb takes my hand. I wipe my tears away, and get myself together until it's over. I'm about to leave when a man stops me, he is wearing a gala military uniform.
"Beatrice Prior?" He asks. I nod. He hands me a A3 envelope.
"Your dad wanted you to have this, in case he died" He says.
"Thank you. I'm sorry for your loss" I say.
"You too. Your father was a great man. He talked about you a lot, he was very proud of you" I nods once, and then leaves.
Did I even know my dad at all?

When we get home it's late, so I start to pack for tomorrow. It's hard to concentrate with the envelope lying on my bed, I keep looking at it. When I am done, I look take it and rip it open. The first thing I see is my dad's dog tag, I turn it between my fingers, then I take of the necklace Tobias got me for my birthday. I put my dad's dog tag on it, and put it back on. There is a letter, and pull it out to read it. It's my dad's hand writing, I haven't seen it many times, but it's hard to forget, because it's damn ugly.
Dear Beatrice.
If you get to read this, it means that something terrible has happened and that I will never be able to see you again. I know that I've done so many unforgivable things to you and your mom, and that I've never been much of a dad. You should know that I am very proud of you, and wish the best for you. That's why you will inherit all money I have left, then you take those money and get to college. Not because that is what people are expecting, because I know that you're good enough. I hope that one day we can grow a little closer, that's the dream I keep with me every time I'm on a mission.
Stay strong.
I love you.
Born to fight, trained to kill, prepared to die, but never will.

When I am finished I just sit there, staring down at the last words.
I love you
He has never said that to me before. I can feel myself getting a bit angry. He hasn't been there my whole life, and now when he is gone, he leaves with this. What am I even supposed to do with it? There are so many feelings inside me right now, the only way I know how to deal with it is music. It's been long since I've used my keyboard, and I have some old sheet music. I plug in my headphones, and start to play. When I finally get a hang on the song, I start to work on the lyrics. At some point my mom comes in, she looks at me with wide eyes.
"When did you get up?" She asks. I look in the living room, and it's bright with sunlight. Did I really sit up all night?
"Uhmmm, I didn't really go to sleep" I say rubbing my eyes.
"Beatrice" My mom shakes her head. "Why? Are you sad?"
"It's mixed feelings, I've been working on a song"
"Oh I see, you haven't been working so hard on a song for a long time. Tobias called, said he could reach you on the phone. He is coming to pick you up in an hour, so maybe you should take a shower" I suddenly feel very tired, so I decide to take a cold shower. It helps a bit, but I am no near fresh when Tobias picks me up an hour later.
"Tris! I've been worried! Why didn't you pick up your phone?" He exclaims when he meets me down on the street, he wraps me into a bone crushing hug.
"I'm sorry, I was working on a song. I got obsessed, and turned off my phone" I explain. He pulls away and grabs my face in his hands, studying my face.
"You haven't slept?" He asks.
"No" I say with a little laugh. He kisses me, and take my bag from my hand.
"You can sleep in the car and the plain. London baby!" He exclaims.
"London baby" I say back.
I really want to just look forward to the trip.
But right now those lyrics are the only thing on my mind.

Tobias POV.

The first couple of days in London are great, but Tris seams a little off. Must be that song. When she comes down for breakfast, she walks over to me and plants a kiss on lips. She starts to eat.
"Tris, today you stay here and work on that song. It's bothering you, you should just finish it. I will not be around to disturb you"
"Tobias, you don't have to…" She starts.
"Tris, it's no problem. There's a soccer field not far from here, I will go down there to see if I can find someone to play with. Then I will see a soccer match, and then we will go to that concert tonight" She looks at me with a huge smile.
"When did you get so amazing?" She asks, and walks over to my seat.
"When I met you" I answer simply. She grabs my face and gives me a long and passionate kiss.
"People are starring" I say against her lips, but I make no effort to stop her. Some moments later, she pulls back.
"Sorry, but if I am not going to see you for the rest of the day" She says, and then she walks off to her room. I finish my breakfast, and head up to the room to change, before I go to the soccer fields.

When I get there I spot a huge group of men, I walk over to them and stand there until someone notice me.
"Oi Mate. You need something?" One of them yells in a thick British accent.
"I was wondering if you could use one more player" I say. They start to laugh.
"Well, here we play real football. Not that hugging each other for a hand egg shit. You think you can handle it Yankee boy?" One of the other yells.
"I can give it a try"
"Alright, then you can go on that team, we are kicking their asses" I shake my head, and onto the field. I shake hands with them all, and we exchange names. Then we start to play, and let's just say that I'm not bad compared to them.
"Uhuuu, look at the Yankee! He got the fucking skills like David Beckham!" a guy named Michael says, he then high fives me. The guy who made the comment about me handling this sport, comes over and sticks out his hand.
"I must say, I've never seen a Yankee play that well" He admits. I laugh and take his hand.
"Thank you. Thanks for letting me play"
"You want to go to the match with us? You know: Westham against Chelsea. I hope you're not a Chelsea fan!" I shake my head.
"No, I would love to go"
"Awesome mate, we are heading to the bar now. The match is in an hour or so"
"Sure"
We walk to this extreme local bar, and when we walk in everybody exclaim some fort of "hi".
"Do you all know each other?" I ask a guy named Pete.
"Yeah, we are all Westham supporters" He turns around, and yells to everybody in the bar.
"This is our new mate, his name is Tobias! He is a Yankee! Why don't we show him how we great we are at signing" Then they all start to sing, or more like scream.
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
pretty bubbles in the air,
they fly so high, nearly reach the sky
then like my dreams they fade and die.
Fortunes always hiding,
I've looked everywhere,
I'm forever blowing bubbles,
pretty bubbles in the air!United
United
United Let's go fucking mental
Let's go fucking mental
lalala
lalalaLet's go fucking mental
Let's go fucking mental
lalala
lalala

I look at them like they are the most crazy people in the world.
"What do you say?" Pete yells.
"I say let's get some beer!"
They all start to cheer, and I am having a lot of fun.
But it's no secret that it would be funnier with Tris around.

Tris POV.

I've been working on the lyrics for 7 hours straight, and I can see it coming to an end. I only need one more verse, but that's the final verse so it has to be good. I decide to call it a day, and call Tobias.
"Hey beautiful" He says, there is a lot of noise in the background.
"Hey you, where are you?"
"I am in a bar, just down the street. We've been watching a soccer match, and people are going crazy because their team lost"
"It's football not fucking soccer!" Someone yells.
"You made friends?" I say laughing.
"Sort of. Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah, should I just pick you up at that bar?"
"Sure, can't wait to see you" He hangs up, and I start to get dressed. But what the hell do you wear, when you are going to a teenage boy band concert?
I manage to pick out an outfit, and then I go out to search for that bar. At some point I hear a lot of yelling and singing, so I assume that's where it is.
"Oi, what a fine bird!" Someone yells.
"Yeah, but it's my bird. So back off" A deep familiar voice says. He grabs my hand and drags me out of there, when we are out he grabs my face and kiss me. I kiss back immediately.
"You finished the song?" He asks when we pull apart for air.
"Almost"
"Let's go" He says and kiss me one last time, then he grabs my hand and leads the way. On the way he tells be about his day.
"Wow, it sounds eventful" I say. His hand goes around my shoulder, and mine finds his hip.
"It was, but I must say that it would have been better with you around" He says, and kiss the top of my head. We arrive to the stadium the concert is being playing, and I am shocked to see that many people. I've never seen that many screaming teenage girls, I am terrified.
"Tobias, we are the oldest ones here" I say and look around. He stands behind me, and starts to place kissed up and down my neck.
"Mmmmmm" He mumbles against my skin, I let out a little sigh.
"You really don't want to go to this concert do you? So how about a later night dinner at the hotel room?" He asks. I turn around to face him.
"Are you sure? It's your favorite band" I ask jokingly.
"It is, but I rather be with my favorite person" I blush and shake my head.
"Where do you keep all that charm?"
"Deep inside, but it's only for you to see" He whispers.
"Okay, let's go before this turns out to a cliché love song" I say grabbing his hand, we walk by two girl who sits and look at all the people with sad eyes.
"You girls going to the concert?" Tobias asks.
"No, we didn't get the tickets" one of them says. Tobias looks at me, then back at girls while reaching into his pocket.
"You can have ours. My girlfriend doesn't feel very good, so I am taking her home" He hands them the tickets. They start scream, and I didn't even know it was possible to scream that loud. They throw themselves at us, and then run off. I look at him, and I think I just fell even more in love with him. If it's even possible.
"You" Kiss. "Are" Kiss. "So" Kiss "Damn" Kiss "amazing" I kiss him again. We start to walk back to the hotel. The moment the door is shut, Tobias' lips find mine. Suddenly we forget about dinner.

I'm in the desert, walking in a group of people. I'm carrying a gun in my hands, I look to my right and Tobias is there. He sends me a small smile.
"Where are we going?" I ask. He is about to answer, when a gun fires. Suddenly he starts to shoot, and I find myself doing the same. There is more and more gunfire, and suddenly Tobias jumps in front of me and we are the ground. His whole body is covering mine, the gunfire stops.
"Tobias, it's done" I say. He doesn't move. I push him up a little, and there is blood running out of his mouth. There is blood everywhere.
"Tobias!" I scream.
I sit up in bed breathing heavily, it's morning and Tobias is already awake sitting on a chair and drinking coffee. He rushes over to me.
"Tris, what's wrong. You feeling sick?" He asks, putting a hand on my forehead. I shake my head, not able to answer because I am crying.
"What's the matter, talk to me!" He says, his voice full of concern.
"I had a nightmare" I whisper. He sighs in relief, and climbs into the bed and wraps me into his arms.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He whispers. I nod into his chest.
"We were out in the desert, and then there was gunfire. You jumped in front of me, and protected me. You died, it just seemed so real" I say, crying into his shirt. I take a deep breath.
"You need to promise me that you will never join the army!" I say.
"I promise I will never leave the army, and I promise that I am never going to leave you. You are too important, without you I would go back to be that angry guys who just sits at home. Always angry, angry at everybody. I don't want to be angry anymore" I smile against his chest.
"I know you say I am ridiculous when I ask this question, but: Why me? You could have any other girl, girls 10 times hotter than me" He laughs a bit.
"They have nothing but their looks, and they want nothing but my looks. You are different, you are like this endless beaming source of positive sunlight, to a grumpy guy like me. You don't just want my looks, you want the whole package. My past and my future" I look up at him.
"I love you" I whisper, and kiss him. It's a kiss of pure love, nothing sexual or hungry. Just love.
"I love you too" He says. "What do you want to do today?" He asks when we break apart.
"Stay here. In bed. With you" I smile playfully at him, and he shakes his head.
"That smile should be illegal. As good as it sounds, I think should get out. It's our last day here"
"Okay, then I say we go out shopping. As much as I hate it, I can't come home without something for my mom. Then I am thinking about getting a new tattoo, so maybe we should do that. Tonight, we can go on the London Eye, and have dinner?" He thinks for a moment.
"Sounds great"

After a very long shopping trip, we are sitting on a bench in front of a tattoo shop.
"Are you sure you want to get it?" Tobias asks.
"No not at all" I say.
"Then maybe you shouldn't do it. You know it's permanent, so you need to be sure"
"Yeah, you are probably right. Shall we go?" I ask, getting up.
"No, you shall stay and watch me get a tattoo" He says and gets up, walking towards the shop.
"What you are getting a tattoo? What?" I ask confused.
"You will see" He says flashing me a crooked smile. We walk into the shop, and a man greets us.
"Hello you too, what can I do for you?" He asks with a insanely British accent. Four pulls out a slip of paper.
"I would like this one" He hands him the paper, and the man looks at it for a moment.
"No problem mate, I will be back in a second" He disappears out in the back, and we take a seat in a couch.
"What is it?" I ask. He just looks at me and shakes his head. I groan in frustration, which makes him laugh. He leans in.
"You're very you're angry" He kiss my cheek, I slap him lightly in the chest.
"And you are very annoying when you are being secretive!" He laughs again, and kiss my cheek once more. The guy returns.
"Where do you want it"
"The chest, right above my heart" he says, taking off his shirt. I can't help but admire his beautiful body, just so perfect. He puts on the template, and I recognize the handwriting. It's mine. It's the piece of paper from the bullet. The man starts his work, and I hold on to Tobias hand. It doesn't take more than 30 minutes, then it's done. I look at his chest.
We are products of our past, but we don't have to be prisoners of it.
"Now it's always there, even if I lose the necklace or it breaks. It's always there" He says. I smile widely.
"It's very beautiful"
"Well enough of the talk, now I am starving, so let's go and enjoy the last meal in London"
The walk to London Eye is short, we talk about all and nothing.
"I've made reservation for Tobias Eaton" He says, damn he sounds so grown when he talks so formal. She looks into her paper, and then leads us to one of the carts.
"Your waiter will be here in a second, here is the menu. Enjoy your night Mr. and Mrs. Eaton" I choke at the last part, she leaves and Tobias and I exchange a look.
"Well, that was very offensive to jump to that conclusion" I say, looking down in the menu.
"Well, I can only hope one day" He says.
"Haha. Very funny. I don't understand a single thing in this menu" I say searching for something that looks familiar.
"Yeah, me neither. Let's just try that London Eye Special, it's the easiest thing to pronouns" We both laugh. Then waiter comes to take our orders, when he leaves I notice that we are already quite up high.
"Look how beautiful it is" I say and point out. Tobias glares out a second, and then back to the table.
"Yeah, it's beautiful" He says, sounding a little nervous.
"You didn't even look" I say amused.
"I did. So are you looking forward to the state final?" He asks, I look at him in wonder.
"Didn't I tell you that I am not playing?"
"Oh come on Tris. Why not?"
"Because I am not helping that asshat, Thomas, to win a state championship, when he treats you like shit" I say, trying not get too angry again.
"Tris, I don't need you to fight my battles. You know there will be Navy scouts, it's a big chance for you"
"What if I don't want that chance? What if I just want to be with you?" He looks at me in wonder, then he gives me his best smile.
"Is that what it's about, are you afraid that you going to college will affect our relationship? You do know that the phone is invented and so is a car, so I can drive to visit you" Our food arrives, and it looks amazing.
"Oh my, I've seen anything so amazing before" I say, starting dig into it.
"Look in a mirror" I give him a "really" look, and he shrugs and start to eat. He then lifts his glass up.
"To us, thank you for nice trip. Did I mention how beautiful you look tonight?"
"Yeah, I actually think you did" I say with a smile.
When we are finished, we order dessert, at this point we are at the top. I decide to go and look out, as we are waiting for the dessert.
"Come on and look" I tell Tobias, he hesitate, but the he walk up beside me. His breaths are coming quick.
"Are you okay? Food made you sick?" I ask worried, he looks pale too.
"No, I am fine" I shrug and lean against the window, he grabs me by the waist.
"Please don't do that" He says.
"What is wrong? You are action weird!" He takes a deep breath, and then wipes some sweat away from the forehead.
"I don't enjoy heights very much" He says.
"What? Why did you go up here then?" I ask, taking his hand and going back to the table.
"It's like the number one must, I didn't want to disappoint you" He says look down shyly, I lean over the table and kiss him.
"Oh please. What are going to do with that job thing?"
"Guess I need to find a new one" I shake my head.
"I'm going to talk to him, my mom can help. You've done absolutely nothing wrong, and you don't deserve to get fired" He shake his head.
"You don't need to get into it"
"No, but I want to. We are going to fix this. You and me!" He smiles at me.
"You and me" He repeats.
"And don't you forget it!"

That's a long one! So I am thinking about ending the story in 2 chapters. Most people agreed that it would be a good idea to end the story soon :) So i am thinking in 2-3 chapters. I hope you will hang on to the end ;)