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Beatrice Prior, Thursday, January 25th, Tobias' apartment, 10:31 am
"Tris, sweetheart, wake up," Tobias' deep voice coo's as his thumb gently strokes my cheek.
Groaning I turn so that my face is against the pillow. My eyes that are still content on sleeping reluctantly open as I shift to see Tobias' face. He gives me a cheeky grin as I move slightly so that I'm laying on his chest.
"Looks like someones still sleepy," He mumbles as he threads his fingers through the strands of my hair. I hum, agreeing with him as my eyes lazily close. My breathing slowly evens as I feel myself slowly fall back asleep.
"I guess we'll be late to work."
My eyes open as I scramble off Tobias to get a better view of the clock. I'm immediately out of the bed and make my way into my room, or the room I keep my clothes in and grab my outfit for today before rushing into the bathroom.
It takes me a second for my mind to begin working again if we were so late, why was Tobias so calm about this. Abandoning my outfit, I march out the bathroom in my pyjamas and walk back over to Tobias who's laughing.
"Took you long enough to figure it out," He wheezes, as he clutches his chest, struggling to catch his breath after his laughing fit.
I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest, trying to seem serious, "Tobias James Eaton, are you going to tell me why we're not at work right now, or am I going to have to tickle it out of you?" I deadpan.
It's an empty threat, considering I don't know if Tobias' even ticklish, and unfortunately it backfires on me as he just throws his head back, laughing back. I can't help but begin laughing myself, the sound of Tobias' laugh is like music to my ears.
It was deep and radiates a warmth inside of me. It intoxicated me, like I was addicted. When the laughter dies down Tobias brushes a strand of hair from my face as I stare into the deep blue pools of his eyes.
"Max called this morning, he said that all the detectives had the day off, " Tobias explains as he moves to stand up.
"So I can stay in my pyjamas," I inquire with a hint of a grin on my face. He gives me a smile that makes me want to melt as he nods his head, his lip trapped gently between his teeth.
"Who am I to stop you?"
Beatrice Prior, The same day, Christina and Will's apartment, 5:12 pm
"About time, we were going to start without you," Christina excalimes as hyperactive Uriah with Spike on his shoulder and a ginning Marlene walk through the door and take a seat on the sofa.
"Well," Uriah begins, "Unlike you guys, Mar and I have a child to take care of," He mumbles, gesturing to the small hedgehog on his shoulder.
"Enough chatter," Zeke declares, "I was promised a game of truth or dare and I intend to start this game immediately," He smiles, seeming somewhat pleased with the selection of 'complicated' words he used.
Shauna rolls her eyes but begins the game by asking Will, "Truth or Dare, Will?"
Will waits for the sound of both Zeke and Uriah's protest why Shauna got to start before answering her question, "I'll go with truth."
Shauna nods as she begins, "Christina tells us you're quite the shower singer-"
"Objection," Chris yells, "When did I tell you that?"
"When you were drunk,"Shauna clarifies, "Now back to the question. What's your favourite song to sing that brings out the star in you?" She finishes in a teasing voice causing Will's face to heat up slightly.
"Uh, well, " He mumbles almost inaudibly, "I guess songs by Imagine dragon?" He says almost like a question as Christina jumps in, telling everyone how good he is at it.
"Zeke, Truth or dare?" Will inquires, trying to get the conversation off the topic of his shower singing, Marlene chooses dare and I watch Tobias whisper something in Will's ear as a suggestion.
"I dare you to let us dye your hair with some of Chris' temporary hair dye, it'll wash out after a few washes, but you have to keep it in until tomorrow night," Will challenges.
I watcha as Zeke puckers his lips and stares out into the distance as if he's mentally listing the pros and cons of this dare. Despite only knowing Zeke for the period of a few months, I know, that if he's anything like Uriah, which he is, he won't forfeit a dare that easily.
"I'll do it" He proclaims.
Christina goes to get the hair dye. She comes back with a box containing several colours of spray on hair dye and we all scramble to pick a colour. I end up with the colour red and we decide on a rainbow order.
"Wait, why do you even have these?" Zeke questions, as we hand him a mirror. Christina smirks as she shakes her head, indicating she isn't going to tell him. Zeke shrugs it off and looks for his next victim.
"Lynn, Truth or dare?" He asks. She gives us all her signature scowl before choosing dare.
Zeke grins like a child who's just walked into a candy store. I swear I see his eyes sparkle. As he dares Lynn to let him draw a tattoo on his shoulder. She agrees and seven minutes later she has a drawing of a piece of cake on her shoulder.
"Prior, truth or dare?" She asks me
"Truth after that," I chuckle. Lynn gives me a playful glare but then thinks of a question.
"What's the stupidest thing Four does?"
"Lynn!"
Beatrice Prior, Friday, January 26th, Chicago city, 5:21 pm
"So Natalie called me," Christina mumbles.
I wince at the words, ever since Wednesday I haven't called her, I know I should, and after talking to Tobias about this, I realise she was just trying to be prepared in case anything happened...not that it will.
"Yeah, did she tell you what happened?" I query.
With a nod of her head, Christina begins talking, "Look, Tris, she didn't mean to upset you, she just wanted to give you something. She's worried about you, call her sometime, or better, turn up with some pizza."
Sighing, I nod, Christina turns to look over at me as my shoulders slump slightly. I don't want to think of what could happen if we don't get the money in time, but recently, it's become increasingly difficult to keep my mind off this issue.
"Did you see Max's face when he saw Zeke's hair?" Christina says, changing the topic. She begins describing Max's expression that seems to be a mixture of amusement and shock, although when he was told it was a dare, he wasn't surprised.
We continue talking about random subjects as we patrol the streets of Chicago, making sure to keep the conversation light. As the minutes increase, the small rays of sunlight vanish and are replaced with the moon.
With one last trip around the streets, we both bid farewell to each other as we retire of the night.
Beatrice Prior, Saturday, January 27th, Natalie and Andrew's house, 1:19 pm
"Hey mum."
"Tris," She greets as she opens the door to let me in. I hand her the box of pizza that I bought for lunch. After my conversation with Chris yesterday, I decided to visit mum and dad today for lunch, "Honey, come inside, it must be freezing out there."
I make my way inside the heated house and leave my jacket on the sofa, as mum, dad and I migrate towards the dining table that has already been set with plates. I take a seat opposite both my parents.
"I'm sorry," I blurt out, "I didn't mean to yell or get upset, I'm sorry, mum, I'm not going to lose you though, you need to stop saying things like that, you're going to be fine, okay?" I ask, somewhat exasperated.
She smiles at me, not a half-hearted one, but one that portrays all the love she feels at this very second, "Alright, I'm sorry too. You're right, we'll get the money somehow."
Lunch is filled with conversation as mum tells me of Zeke, Uriah and Spike's visit only a few days ago as I tell her about our game of truth and dare last night and how Lynn ended up with a marker tattoo of a piece of cake on her shoulder.
Caleb joins us after Lunch, and we both offer to clear the pile of snow that had just fallen. The weather is unpredictable here. I shrug one of mum's thick winter coats as Caleb grabs the shovels.
"So where's number boy?" Caleb challenges as I scoop a pile of snow from the drive way.
"He's helping Max, turns out criminals work on the weekends and Max needed extra help, so he offered," I reply.
A cold ball of snow hits my jacket-clad torso. I turn to Caleb who's already preparing another snowball, but he's too slow as I launch my own snowball at him that hits him between the eyebrows.
"You're on Tris."
A squeal makes its way out of my mouth as I dodge several chunks of snow as I take refuge around the corner of the house. My hands work fast as they scoop balls of snow into snowballs as I carefully approach my brother.
I launch a couple of my own snowballs at him while he does the same. We end up piling more snow on the driveway then there originally was. Dad opens the door and grins as he rolls his eyes.
"Beatrice Grace Prior," mum huffs, "Stop throwing snowballs at your brother."
Caleb pokes his tongue out at me as he smirks, smug with himself.
"Caleb Robin Prior," Dad starts, I can't help but snort.
"Robin?" I tease.
"Hey, shut up."
Beatrice Prior, Sunday, January 28th, Abandoned building, 3:46 pm
"Remind me, what are we doing again."
"Seriously, Trissy?" Uriah mumbles, as Lynn, Uriah and I stand outside an abandoned building, Lynn rolls her eyes as she gently bends the door handle, cursing when she realizes it's locked.
"Get in, arrest the criminals and don't get killed," Lynn instructs as she shoves the door open with her shoulder. The door opens with a satisfying pop as we all enter. The room is dark, the only source of light being the grey sky outside.
Glass shards reflect the light. Uriah rummages through his pockets and pulls out a flashlight, shining it around the room. I draw my gun out as we move out of the first room. A long hallway with poorly lit lights is through the door, confirming my suspicions of criminal activity here.
Max had received a call from someone, telling him that there have been gunshots heard here. Since Tobias and Matthew were on a different case and Mar was sick, Uri, Lynn and I were assigned to this case.
The sound of voices in the distance captures my attention. I share a look with both Lynn and Uriah who both nod. We advance towards the noise, keeping an eye out for anything. Water drips somewhere, creating a noise that is almost impossible to ignore.
The sound of the noise increases and soon enough, we're just a door away. I steady my gun as Lynn opens the door. Before I have time to react, bullets are fired towards us. I brace myself against the wall as I assess the situation.
Sirens echo through the building as back up arrives, we enter the room that looks like it's almost like a large garage. At Least a dozen people stand frozen as a couple frantically look for a way to get out.
The door on the opposite side of the room opens, with Tobias at the front.
"CPD, put your hands up"
Beatrice Prior, The same day, The hospital, 5:56 pm
"Her vitals look fine," The doctor says as she examines her screen, "But as you can see, the cancer seems to be spreading, your medication should slow the spreading, but I suggest getting the treatment as soon as you can."
I nod as mum gives me a small smile. After mum and I made up on Saturday she invited me to one of her appointments. I thank the nurse as mum and I exit the hospital and enter the car.
Tobias suggested that we invite mum and dad over for dinner sometime, and today seemed like a good time, considering Tobias' leaving in the next two days. The ride home is quiet but comfortable.
The aroma of roasted vegetables fills the apartment. Mum and I enter as dad, who came straight from work greets us. I enter the kitchen and place a small kiss on Tobias' cheek as I plate up the meal he's made.
Mum and dad ask about Tobias' trip while we eat. I watch his face light up as he talks about training with some of the finest detectives in the country. He gives my hand a small squeeze from under the table as I give him a small, half-hearted smile.
After dinner, Tobias offers to make some coffee for us all, but both mum and dad decline. After mum yawns for the fifth time, they decide to call it a night and head back home. I embrace my mother and father as they leave.
Tobias insists on washing up, so reluctantly, I excuse myself to go and take a shower. I gather my clothes and enter the shower after I deem the temperature is warm enough. I let out a small sigh of relief as the warm washes over me.
As I lather my hair with shampoo, I can't help but think of Tobias' departure. It's silly, but the thought of Tobias leaving for even a few weeks leaves me feeling slightly uneasy. I dismiss the feeling as I finish up.
I consider talking to him about this weird feeling, but then I remember the way his face lit up when he started talking about training, who am I to take that away from him. With my pyjamas on, I move towards his room and slide into my spot on his bed.
He gives me a small tired smile as his lips gently press against my forehead. I can't help but smile. Before I met him, I believed love was a feeling, something that people felt when they were happy.
Only now, I realise how wrong I was. Happiness and love are two different things, they both lead to each other, but love is not a feeling.
Love is a person.
A/N I hope you guys enjoyed that chapter. I realized I've been updating with a gap of 2 days instead of three, so I'll be updating with a gap of three days from on now.
Thank you to those of you who liked and followed and a big thank you to those of you who reviewed, I appreciate your reviews. They mean a lot to me and keep me motivated.
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The next chapter will be called 'Plot twist' and I'm really excited to write it. Online school has been keeping me really busy, the teachers have been giving double the work they normally do and I have an english assessment due soon.
I'll be uploading the epilogue for my other fanfic, The face behind the mirror this weekend, most likely sunday.
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