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A love like no other

Chapter 25

Tobias P.O.V

It took everything in me to let her go. A [art of me wants nothing more than to have her with me, once and for all. I feel like we have waited so long.. all I want most in this world right now is to have her in my arms. To never let her go. But I know that would be selfish of me. I know she needs to socialize and make new friends. In fact it has been proven the relations that are started with in initiation can be a long lasting bond. So I remind myself that balance will be the key to this relationship. I know this will be something that she and I will have to deal with and face until we settle with in our new life together here in Dauntless. I know there will be happy times ahead, just like there will be many hard times ahead of us. Just because we as a couple are accustom to life as Abnegations and not Dauntless do. But these are times that I rather face with her than not at all.

After Tris left Hana's, I double checked on Sara one last time. Taking an extra few minutes watching her sleep. She always look so peaceful and happy when she sleeps. Like a perfect little Angel. She makes things seem so simple and doable in life. No matter what. I can never thank Tris enough for such a perfect and previous gift.

I head home, having no other choice but to face the quiet dead apartment. I thought about knocking on Zeke and Shauna's door at first, see what they are up to. That is until I heard the song by Marvin Gaye, let's get it on. I learned a long time ago, when that song comes on stay clear far away from their apartment. I decide to skip that idea and head into the apartment for the night. I waste no time, heading for the shower and head to bed.

I stand in the shower allowing the heat of the water wash away the day down the drain. I try to settle my racing thoughts. Not wanting to think about anything or anyone. But it's no use as images of Tris come to mind. The way her breasts swayed with each punch pr kick on the punching bag. The way her stomach muscles tightened under my touch. Even hearing her heaving this morning during our five miles run was sexy as hell. I instantly feel like a horny out of control teenager, my dick hardening with each image that plays in my mind. I can no longer hold back my need. I wrap my self with my right hand and lean against the tile wall with my left. As I allow more desires and fantasizes play with in my mind. I starting imagining Tris' naked, tiny body spread out on our bed as I hover over her, kissing every inch of her. She screams my name with pleasure before I thrust myself into her body. I remember how tight she felt around me, fitting me like a glove. I remember the way her walls would squeeze my dick tighter when her orgasm would hit her. I feel myself swell even further as my body stiffen before the explosion with in me takes over and I feel the release I so have long for. I quickly finish up in the shower, dry off, pull on some sweat pants and fall quickly into the comfort of my bed. I allow sleep to take my under.

Six am comes too quickly, I get up with the annoying sound of my alarm clock. I get up shave, dress, and head out. It's odd feeling... being alone. Only having to worry about taking care of myself. I got so use to having to wake up earlier than normal, dressing both Sara and myself, and packing her bag. Always hoping that I could buy just ten minutes to play or joke with her. But always having to run out the door.

I enter the already crowded dinning hall. I make way through the food line making myself a plate of scramble eggs, bacon, toast and not forgetting the much needed coffee. As I head towards the normal table, it takes me by surprise to see Zeke and Shauna already awake. After last nights extra curriculum activities I thought they would be sleeping in. I guess I was wrong.

"Morning." I say, not bothering to mention anything about last night.

Still remembering the months of torture having to listen to Zeke and Shauna cries of pleasure that would come through the walls. I didn't need to to be told how great of a sex life they had... After all I heard it loud and clear every night. Sometimes for hours. Of course Shauna never knew I could hear them, until months after I was complaining to Zeke about how they would keep me up at night. I almost felt bad for Shauna. ALMOST! By the time she figured it out, I had spent months of sleep deprived and couldn't fully care how embarrassed she was. Luckily at the time Sara wasn't living with me yet. But be as it may, I still have to suffer through it all. Seeing that each time they have sex the same sexual song gets played. Like that's any better. I wont be surprise if Sara first sentence is "Let's get it on."

"How's training?" Shauna ask taking another sip of her coffee.

"It's going, I guess. Some naturals, some not so much." I answer.

"How's Tris doing?" Shauna whispers, leaning in.

"She's doing good so far. But fights are next week. Which reminds me, Zeke want to help demonstrate fighting with me again this year?" I ask with a wide satisfying grin. Last year, Zeke and I agreed that we wouldn't hold back on our demonstration. Needless to say who won.

"Yea right. So the Dauntless prodigy can kick my ass again this year?" He ask, letting out a sigh like he is thinking about it. "Oh ok. Let me know when." He than gets up and kisses Shauna and leaves towards the control room.

"Max told Doc to be prepared for brutal fighting this year." Shauna says full of concern in her voice.

"Eric is in charge. I have say." I hate that I don't. "He wants to change things make them more intense that along with the future cuts... I would imagine Max advised Doc right." I answer."I need to get going. See you at lunch?" I ask standing up collecting my tray.

"I'll be here." She says nodding her head.

I enter the training room, with just a half hour to spare before the initiates are set to come into the room. I start to set up for the day, getting towels and water bottles out. Today, just like yesterday will be spent with physical training in the morning, followed by fight training after lunch. Since next week we start fighting. Today's lesson is mostly how to block being hit and kicked. Along with how to escape if need be. Tomorrow we will learn how to combine all that they have learned to properly fight. Starting with a demonstration with Zeke and I. The demonstration was very successful last year, both born and transferred quickly learned to fear and stay away from both Zeke and I. Guess I'll tell him at lunch, I will need him tomorrow.

The morning continues smoothly, Eric doesn't bother showing up seeing it's just working out and training for the day. For this I am grateful. Eric is enough to deal with...

Just like yesterday we started the morning off with stretching, running for five minutes, followed by additional work outs. I enjoy pushing the initiates past their breaking point. I watch Tris carefully from the corner of my eye, she never slows, never shows signs that she can't make it. She pushes herself and finds the will to continue. I also don't miss the looks she gets from her fellow initiates... I constantly have to remind myself to remain calm as I am force to watch Al stare at Tris' breasts and ass as she moves. Peter is even worst than Al. Al on one hand tries to hide his stares. Peter on the other hand, has no shame. I watch him tilt his head to the side in hopes to get a better view. He pleasantly grins when he is pleased at what he sees. I swear end up throwing him into the Chasm by the time initiation is over with.

"You seem angry today." Tris says once the door to the training room is closed. We are finally alone.

"I don't like the way Peter is watching you." Although I also hate Al watching her, I hate to say anything. They are friends after all. It would make things awkward for them. Plus I can't blame Al entirely, I mean Tris in tight, well fitting, black clothing... Is hot. Hell I have a hard enough time keeping my hands and eyes off of her.

"Yea." She says, leaving me believe there is more to the story.

"Want to talk about it?" I ask. She knows she can tell me anything.

"Not much to tell. This.. him... treating me... been going on for two years now." She says. I nod, remembering Uriah once told me how he had to intervene on situations to save a pregnant Abnegation a few times. I hate that I wasn't there to protect her when she needed me the most. I run my hand through my hair. "Are we still on for tonight?" She asks. Obviously she is trying to change the subject.

"Yea. I'll be cooking dinner too.. so come hungry." I say. "Speaking of, you should head to lunch. Get something to eat." I suggest.

"Ok." She says, standing on her tippy toes and pecking my lips before leaving me alone in the training room. "I love you, Tobias Eaton." She whispers.

"I love you too, Bea." I reply as she walks out of the room, once again leaving me alone.

"Hey, man. I'm going to need you tomorrow after lunch... Does that work for you, Pooh Bear?" I ask, sliding into my chair right next to him. My surprise nickname causes Shauna to almost choke on her food.

"Aw. Did you miss me already, baby?" He says, leaning in giving me a kiss on my cheek. Of course I shove him away before those nasty-who-knows-where-they-have-been-lips can even touch me. "Yea. I'll be there." He says giving me a pout.

"Great." I say sarcastically. As I take a bite out of my burger, my eyes can't help but find Bea sitting at her normal seat. From the corner of my eyes, I watch her smiling, laughing with her friends, and enjoying her lunch. I love being able to watch her. I felt like we have been deprived of the smallest pleasures in life, and I don't plan to continue to waste them. I plan to always be able to watch, talk and enjoy having Bea close by.

"Earth to Four!" Zeke says. When I don't respond he gladly sends his elbow right into my ribs. Damn.

"What, Jackass?" I ask, rubbing the ache away.

"Jackass? Mmm. Good one, you kiss your daughter with that mouth of yours?" He asks while stuffing more food into his already filled mouth. Which earns him a nice swift kick from under the table. Shauna. Ever since I brought Sara to live in Dauntless, she has taken upon herself to teach all of us about table manners. One thing for sure do not piss off Mamma Bear! I almost feel compelled to move down little to avoid one of her kicks. Shauna wears heals, trust me they hurt.

"Ouch! Damn it, woman. Watch the heals at least." He says just above a whisper, pain evident in his voice. I can't help but laugh at the scolding she is giving him instead of an apology. "Any who... What ya watching over there?" He asks, wiggling his eyebrows over where Tris is sitting. "See anything you like... or want?" He chuckles.

"I. hate. You." I declare.

"I guess you two haven't...done the deed...yet?" Right as he finishes his statement I once again see Shauna jerk violently. Zeke jumps in return. Once again I can't hold back my hysteria and in no time we have the whole dinning room's attention, all wondering if we have lost our minds.

"Listen up. Combat fighting isn't all about who is the fastest, who can punch the hardest, or kick the best... it also has to do with blocking your opponent's target. That target is you.. at least the weakest part of you. There for we will be learning maneuvers on blocking, and dodging." I pace up and down the line of my initiates, making eye contact with eye and everyone of them. I already have my suspensions on which one will thrive and which will struggle. "You are in luck today I have to be leaving early which means you all will be dismissed a little early today. But DO. NOT. Get use to it. Odds are it won't happen again." My gaze falls on Tris, I can't wait for us to have some time to ourselves tonight.

It's indescribable how much you can miss a person. When you have spent everyday for more than half your life talking and just being with a person, than to just go so long with out that person, to than have them in arms length, it's almost torture.

I break the initiates off into teams of two, with the exemption of one team being of three. I decide those with more advance fighting skills will be in my exemption team. Peter, Drew, and Edward, not only do they have to block one opponent but they have to block two instead. I walk around the room giving tips and adjusting the initiates as needed.

I take note on a few initiates that need to be taught a lesson. Christina although she is quick to block her opponent, she often leaves her weakest point open for a direct hit. Big mistake on her part. If her opponent tricks her well, she will loose the fight. Al on the other hand, I can't help but wonder why he choose Dauntless in the first place. I often have to re-remind him to hold his fist higher, and block his body better. This actually surprises comparing his size to his demeanor... Will on the other hand coming from Erudite has perfect form. Molly looks vicious, reminds me of Eli back in my initiation class. That girl would rip your ear ring out of your skin, if she thought that would help her. Peter on the other hand reminds me a lot of Eric... He seems to pry on what he thinks is the weak. He also uses that to make himself feel better about him. The only difference, Peter seems to be too cocky about it. Which in the end may be his undoing. Drew on the other hand, is a lackey. Not just anyone's lackey but Peter's. That thought can be dangerous. Edward, although he came from Candor is well skilled fighter. From what I have gathered he always knew he wanted to be Dauntless, there for he has been training for years. His girlfriend on the other hand, Myra, worries me. If she doesn't start working harder she will not make the end of stage one. Than there is Tris, so far she seems will equipped. She is keeping up with the morning physical training. She doesn't even seem to struggle. She doesn't seem to be having too much trouble with her fighting skills. But she is no Edward, not yet.

"Alright once you finish up with your sets you are free to go." I instruct my initiates. I already start cleaning up the room to save some time. I only have another thirty minutes to make it to day care to get Sara. Just as I am finishing up, I realize all the initiates but Christina and Tris have already left.

"Tris, a word." I demand in my "instructor voice." I wait for Christina to leave the room before I turn to talk to Tris. My expression quickly softens once we are left alone.

"Is everything ok?" She asks, confused at my expression.

"Yea. Just wanted to let you know I'm making dinner for us. So come hungry." I grin at her.

"Mmm. Tell me it's anything but Abnegation food." She pleads with me. I can't help but chuckle at her expression.

"Oh god no." I say with a chuckle while placing those worries at ease. Although I know what to make if I ever want to make her mad.

It's hard to believe that two years ago, my cooking was so limited and tasteless. I have Hana to thank to that. Back in Abnegation there wasn't much we were allowed to do with a chicken, or even potatoes. Mostly baked with salt and pepper and oil for our chicken was the basic way to cook it. Potatoes were often clean, cut, and baked. But now... A whole new window has been open. Chicken is now fried, baked with many seasonings, and even pulled apart. Potatoes can be boiled and mashed, mixed with different flavors.

Tonight I decided to make a slow backed BBQ chicken, with garlic parmesan mashed potatoes, along with roasted vegetables. Not to mention I grabbed some ice cream on my way in for desert. A knock echos through out the apartment just as I am pulling the chicken out of the oven. I peek over the island to see a little giggling Sara excited at a guest. She stands up to make her way over to the door. I race over scooping her up in my arms and make our way to answer the door.

"Who is at the door? Huh?" I ask Sara as I open the door. I can't help but the stupid grin that is plastered on my face when I see the love of my life on the other side of the door. Although Sara hasn't called Tris, Mamma yet... I know by the excited bounce she is currently doing in my arms along with her little hands clapping at the sight of her Mother, she is happy to see her. It's only a matter of time before Tris and Sara's relationship is back on track.

I take Tris' appearance in. Lately I notice since her shopping trip with Christina her cloths are fitting more snug and better fitting. Not to mention more revealing. In Abnegation we wore cloths two sizes two big, and never were we allowed to expose any skin. Tonight Tris is wearing black tight jeans that hug her curves just right, along with a black tank top. I also take note that even though Tris is dressing more like Dauntless, she isn't dressing skimpy. She has expose skin but just the right amount to make her sexy as hell but not look like she is trying.

"Look Sara Mamas here!" I say unable to hide the excitement even if I tried.

"Hey baby girl! I missed you! Did you miss me?" Tris says taking Sara from my arms and giving her daughter a gentle hug. I close the door right behind her. As I lock the door it feels like I am locking us away from the outside world for once.

Time quickly passes to fast for my liking. I wish we could hit pause and just being the moment for little while longer. I can't wait until Tris passes her initiation. Than every night can be like this one.

Tris was in awed that I actually cooked something other than Abnegation food. Although I wish I could take all the credit... I did inform her that that Hana has taught me quite a lot over the years. For this she says she will have to Thank Hana for. I quickly cleaned up the kitchen putting the left overs away in the fridge, all expect Hana's plate that sits safely in the microwave for her when she gets home.

Just like the nights before Tris helps me with taking Sara a bath and dressing her. I take in that Sara is really fascinated with her Mom tonight. She keeps looking at Tris for approving smile and conversation. I was right, Sara just needed and still needs a little time to warm back up to Tris. I hate that she needs the time at all. A child should always be comfortable with it's Mother specially at such an early age.

I know my girls are safe in Dauntless. I am most grateful for that. But I can't help but think about Marcus. Will he retaliate some how? Honestly, do I want him to? I know, that even if justified me killing him will wind me up just joining him. The Abnegation in me tells me to forgive and not forget, to move forward with Sara and Tris and don't look back. Things could have turned out so much worst. But the Dauntless in me, doesn't want to let this go. Why should he walk freely not paying for his crimes.? When my family have to carry the scars given from him. It was always one thing for me to carry the scars of Marcus, after all he is my Father. But Tris is pure, so loving, and selfless. She never deserved what Marcus did to her. Sara, on the other hand was along for the ride.

I let out a steady and calming breath, trying to push my feelings aside for now. Nothing I can do tonight. Tonight is about us. Our family. He will never touch them again as long as I live.

"She is finally down for the count." I say joining Tris on the couch. Exhaustion kicking in, between training initiates, meetings, keeping up with what ever Max is up to, and being a Dad... Might have to rethink training initiates next year.

"She looked tired." Tris giggles. "You look exhausted, Tobias." Tris catches on. She takes my hand that was sitting on my lap.

"I'm alright." Trying hard to play it off. I remove my hand from Tris' grasp and wrap her around the shoulders instead, pulling her closer to my side. We have enough distance between us during the day, I don't space between us right now. She doesn't protest as she moves closer to me. Her head rests comfortably against my shoulder and other hand taking my empty hand. I can't help but breath in her scent. She smells so familiar, yet so different. Her scent being enhanced with the different scents Dauntless has to offer the women here. She smells like strawberries, soap, and little metal. Geese wish we were home. Things I would do. Exhaustion very easily forgotten.

We talk for little while, she tells me about her time she spent in Abnegation after I took Sara. I am more than relived to learn that it didn't take Andrew as long as I thought for him to come to his senses and got Bea out of that house. She continued telling me how her Mother took her to hospital, while her Father reported my Father. I admit hearing to come kind of Justice is better than something but still will never be enough to satisfy me. She goes on telling me that her Father took Marcus' place. Although I have always looked up to Andrew Prior, the thought he just allowed the council members to place Tris in Marcus' home in the first place. Also doesn't seem fair. I try to remind myself that Andrew didn't know that Marcus was truly a monster. But still as I am a Father now, if Sara ever came home pregnant I know I would help her. Sure I would be angry and hurt, what Father wouldn't. But in the end we are all human, I love my little girl. No matter what she does. I know I would never be able to turn my back on her, not the way Andrew did to Tris. Tris continues to tell me about the apology Andrew gave her. But again it doesn't seem enough. Tris had to endure so much crap from the people that should have been there for her, when I clearly wasn't able to. That guilt alone will be carried to my grave. When she speak of Caleb, it doesn't surprise me of his actions. Caleb as always been an Abnegation through and through. I remember seeing Caleb often scolding Bea while growing up for not being Abnegation enough. Tris goes on telling me that her Mother taught her how to throw knives, along with switching her volunteering hours so she could get stronger by lifting heavy boxes. I am relived to hear that she trained. It has and will continue to help her.

"I missed you so much, Tobias." Tris finishes looking up at me, her eyes glancing between my eyes and my lips.

"I missed you too, Tris. There wasn't one day, one minutes that went by that I didn't think of you." I don't know if I am leaning in first, pulling her closer, or if she is leaning in.. but finally our lips meet for the first time on this couch. Suddenly we can't get close enough. Our lips move in sync of each other, exploring familiar territory. Tris grips the hair that lays on my neck giving them little tug. I never understood the effects that as always done to me. I feel the instant shivers of pleasure it sends down my body and to my groin. My groin that is now inches away from where it desires to be. Wait. When did Tris end up straddling me? Oh who cares? She can't get close enough. The fire with in me gives my hands the courage they need to move to touch what they desire most. One hand slips to her ass giving her a firm squeeze, in return Tris grinds her hips into me more. We both moan at the feels of her core rubbing against my already hard dick. I want her feel it, want her to know how much my body craves her. Needs her. My other hand holds on to her neck not wanting her to escape from me. I lick her bottom lip asking for permission to enter. She quickly grants me entrance, as I swallow her cries and moans of pleasure she gives me. Tris leans back, breaking our kiss, oxygen becoming a concern for her. But I can't stop, I need more. My lips and tongue hasn't had enough of her. I continues to open mouth kiss her, letting my tongue slowly caress her skin with each kiss as I make my way down her jaw, her neck, her collar. I push the fabric of her tattoo aside noticing the tattoo she has are three birds.

"Birds?" I ask panting, looking up.

"Yea, well ravens. One for each member of my family I left behind." Tris says, out of breath. As I lean in to kiss each one of her raven, she stops me. She pulls the fabric of her tank top even lower. I'm instantly even more aroused at her boldness. But than I see two more ravens, one larger than the other. "This one." She says pointing to the smaller of the two. "Is Sara's. This one is yours." She says than points at the bigger one above her heart. I am rendered speechless. There are no words, she inked me on her body. Marked me, forever. I am amazed at how much this wonderful selfless, brave, smart, honest, and kind woman could love me so much. My lips move on their own accord and caress her tattoos that now means so much to me.

"Thank you." I finally say, crashing my lips with hers and in this kiss I put in all the love, lust, passion, desire I have for her... I feel her hands sneak under my shirt, slowly raising the hem over my stomach and chest. I know this can't go let our lust for each other take us. No matter how much I would want nothing more than to be inside her. Right now. But I can't, we can't. I slow down the kiss.

"Tris. Love, I'm sorry we have to stop." I get out. I instantly regret saying the words when I see nothing but rejection on her face. Oh no. "No. Tris." I say. I stop taking a deep breath to clear my head. "Believe me I want nothing more than to be inside you right now." I say looking up into her eyes. I give her ass a little squeeze forcing her to grinds her hips into me. "You can feel how much I want you right now." She nods, not being able to answer. "It's just the next time we make love, I want to be able to have you. All of you. I want you bare on our bed, for longer than..." I stop to look at the time. "Twenty minutes. I don't want to disrespect Hana, after all that she has done. I'm sorry. Please understand." I plea with her. God what I would do to her if we were home. I watch her blush take over her face, I love the sight. She swallows her panting down.

"I understand. You're right. We need to wait. It's just..." She says. I nod. I know. It's been so long.

"I promise you. The. Night. We. Make. Love. It. Will. Be. Nice. And. Slow. And. A. Night. You. Won't. Forget." I say each word has I kiss her neck making my way back up to her swollen lips. "I love you, Beatrice." I look into her eyes in hopes she sees nothing but honesty and love that I have for her.

"I love you too, Tobias." She says before removing her self from my lap. My body instantly feels her absence. Crap this is going to be a very long couple of months.

A/n

Hey guys! Sorry for the small delay in this chapter... Unfortunately my entire household got sick (including myself), hasn't been a lot of time for me to sit down and write. I decided to stay up and finish this chapter not wanting to disappoint many of you too much. Luckily it was more than half way done.

For those of you who follow my other story "To love again." I will be trying to meet that dead line which is June 19th... but don't be too surprise if it is delayed by another day. Something are out of my control.

For this story the next follow up chapter will be released June 24th.

Take care everyone!

Trini