A/N:

Alright, it is here. The epilogue. Now, i just want to say I literally wrote this epilogue four different ways but this way seemed the best for the story and the easiest to fit everything together. Anyways, I hope you guys like it.

I will be adding three one-shots to this as "chapters" but they will be one-shots. The first is called Four and Cara: A night out.

The second is Falling in love with Cara and the third by popular demand will be Caleb Proposes to Cara, so please look out for those!

Some of you asked if I was planning on writing another divergent fanfic...I do actually have another story in mind. It's sort of a what would have happened if Tobias and Tris had both stayed in abnegation and has a lot to do with them fighting to save their faction but before I write it I want to re-read Divergent so it might be a little while before that goes up but please keep an eye out for it.

Thank you guys SO SO SO SO much for following this story and me, and loving it.

Epilogue

Four Years Later

Open Letter to Evelyn Johnson from her son, Tobias Eaton

Hi Mom,

This seems silly.

I have nowhere to send this and I'm not even sure what I'm supposed to say.

Tris insists that this will help in some way and I tend to listen to her because after almost five years of marriage I'm starting to think she's always right.

So here goes nothing.

I miss you.

Every minute.

Every day.

It seems silly, because I thought you were dead for years when I was younger, somehow though, this is different.

It's been four years and I'm starting to finally accept the fact that I will never get a coded message from you saying that you're still alive.

You made a lot of mistakes, mom.

Mistakes that I wish you hadn't made but I understand your reasoning behind a lot of them and believe it or not…I don't blame you.

I just wish that I had been able to tell you that.

It's been Four years and so much has happened that I wish I could tell you about.

Most importantly, I wish I could tell you about your beautiful grandchildren.

Four years ago today, Tris gave birth to the most beautiful baby girl I have ever seen.

She is so smart, and beautiful and funny. She's exactly like Tris only she's incredibly stubborn like me.

I learned how to love with my whole heart the day that my daughter was born and I think that helped me understand you and your decisions a lot more.

We named her Caralynn Eve Eaton.

She is named after Cara, who you knew and Lynn who you didn't.

I chose Eve after you.

Most of the time however we call her "Lynnie" (Lin-ee)

Being a father has been a process.

It took time to learn how to place my anger in a way that is separate from the corruption and evil that is Marcus.

Mom, I am a lot more like him than I ever thought that I was.

It scares me more than I would like to admit but Tris is always here, helping me breathe and reminding me that my anger doesn't come from the same place of hatred that Marcus' did.

I love my children and I don't think that Marcus ever really had that ability.

Caleb Prior married Cara about six months after Caralynn was born.

I know that you always liked her and you should know that she's happy. One thousand times happier than she ever was with me and it's incredibly comforting to know that.

She is also walking again.

She is slow at times and stairs are hard for her but for the most part her legs are in regular working order.

Less than a year later, Cara gave birth to a baby girl. The doctors had insisted that she wouldn't be able to conceive and carry a child but Cara is the most strong-willed and stubborn person that I know.

If she wanted a baby, she was going to have one.

They named her Prescott and she and Caralynn or more like sisters than cousins.

Cara and Caleb graduated from their medical classes at almost the exact same time.

Caleb is a regular care physician whereas Cara mostly works in the labs with research.

I started teaching around the same time that Prescott was born.

I realized quickly that politics wasn't really my scene.

I had always loved training initiates so I went back to my roots.

I now run the military department in a completely different way.

I train all recruits.

I teach war strategy, fighting techniques and stress management.

The world has essentially settled and we aren't expecting another genetic war, at least not in the way that Marcus had wanted one but the political leaders want to be prepared for anything so they invest a lot of time into the military department.

The information that Caleb had stolen from headquarters turned out to be pretty useful in convincing the world that 'genetically damaged' didn't mean 'genetically obsolete.'

We've managed to erase the stigma for most people and that is everything.

Tris works part time as an instructor for NOVA but most of the time she is a stay-at-home mom.

Shauna and Zeke moved to what used to be Indiana and got married. They have two kids of their own, Lindsey and Michael.

They visit every other holiday and on the ones they don't, we get pictures.

Uriah and Savannah left for South Africa almost three years ago to help initiate a NOVA institute there.

The last time we saw them was at Cara and Caleb's wedding.

It took a long time for Savannah to move on after Gabe's death but I think having a purpose in South Africa gave her more strength then she realized.

She has 'Gabe' tattooed across her wrist and she wears a tiny 'G' pendant on a gold chain around her neck almost every day.

I will always admire her for her strength.

We get a truckload of pictures from them almost weekly.

As Caralynn got older and my heart expanded I realized that Tris and I had room in our lives for one more and before I knew it, another baby was on the way.

This time, Tris gave birth to my son.

I was more terrified this time than I had been the last time but as soon as I laid eyes on him all the fear and anxiety melted away.

For our son, Tris decided on Lincoln Andrew Eaton.

Lincoln is a name she plucked out of a history book she found in the library from decades ago and Andrew, of course after her father.

As of now, Lincoln is nothing but a joy to me.

He is perfect and you would be so proud of them both.

I wish you were here to meet them but I will tell them all about you and your bravery.

I will tell them that I learned what being a parent really means in the end from you, Mom.

I never got a chance to thank you and I think that's the thing that keeps me awake at night the most so, thank you Mom.

Thank you for risking your life for me.

Thank you for giving me a chance to have a happy ending.

Thank you for telling me that I am a great man because I'm not sure I believed it until you said it.

I also forgive you.

I forgive you for everything and I love you.

Forever.

Tris was right.

The crushing weight I'd been feeling on my shoulders for the last few years feels just a little bit lighter now.

Thank you for everything.

We miss you.

We love you.

(Yes, even Tris.)

Love, your son Tobias.