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Chapter 84

The Epilogue

Tobias' POV

1 year later

I stand patiently, my hands are clasped in front of me as a big smile tugs on my lips about the day ahead of us. This day has been a long time coming. I'm standing next to Zeke who is standing next to a fidgeting Uriah. I don't think I have ever seen Uriah more happy than he is at this very minute as we wait for the ceremony to start.

It took some time for Uriah to get his life back after coming back from the dead. It's odd how quickly you can die identity wise, but coming back from the dead on paper sure took a lot of work. Not only did he have to prove who he was time after time again, but he also had to go through some serious time in therapy to work through some of the things that happened when he was under mind control while he was supposedly dead. It turns out that being trapped in your own body while being aware of what's going on and being unable to stop from doing what another person has programmed you to do…Can really take a toll on you mentally. Of course no one blamed him, he was a victim in all of this. He was entitled to his added paranoia that he would experience, his outbursts of anger and even him wanting to be in isolation at one point. His therapist said it was all perfectly normal and for us to work through it all with him. To be honest though, we all suffered in our own ways from what Uriah went through. Zeke and Hana also had their moments, they were constantly checking in with Uriah to obviously keep track of him. Their fear was that Uriah would be taken again or that he would somehow disappear, again who could really blame them.

The soft melody of the music breaks me from my thoughts as the guests all take their rightful seats and turn towards the aisle. I watch, still amazed that Shauna is actually walking slowly down the aisle. Four months after Uriah came back to us, Shauna went under the knife for one more operation. Luckily Cara was very optimistic and hands on about the procedure that would help her use her legs again. She knew just how to help Shuana walk again. Thankfully she was right, within two months of working really hard in physical therapy Shauna was indeed walking again. She still needs her cane from time to time, but she has never looked so strong and brave as she does now. I glance over at Zeke who has nothing but love written all over his face for his wife. I couldn't be more happy for the both of them. Shauna and Zeke decided a month ago to adopt a baby, as they feared after all that Shauna's body had been through a pregnancy would be too high of a risk for her and the baby. After countless interviews and many child services checks they were finally approved for an adoption. They will be taking home their first baby in just a few short months. We all couldn't be anymore excited for the both of them, in fact I can't think of two people that don't deserve this more. Zeke always jokes around how it "better be a boy," but I know after seeing him with Sara he would be pleased with a girl also.

My eyes quickly land on the love of my life who is absolutely glowing while matching pace right behind Shauna. I can't help but smile widely at her. I glance down, her hands rest on her swollen stomach as she holds her bouquet. Although Tris and I were talking about the possibilities of having another baby, we were still surprised when the pregnancy test turned pink that day. I was a nervous wreck standing outside of the bathroom door for what seemed like hours, but was only mere minutes. Tris had been sick for weeks, thinking it was a stomach flu or something. That was until she realized that she had missed her appointment for her birth control shot.

I remember that day like it was yesterday. Tris was laid out on the couch looking greener than ever. I was concerned and wanted her to go to the infirmary to get checked out, or have Doctor Harris come over to look her over… Anything to make sure that she was okay. But something I said to her triggered her mind. The next thing I knew she told me I needed to make a trip down to the pit to get something for her. I felt so damn helpless, so I actually felt some kind of relief being able to actually do something for her. That was until the words pregnancy test came out of her mouth. I swear my heart stopped when I heard her say those words. I was both excited and scared at the same time, although not as much as I was when I found out about Sara. I made it to the pit and back in record timing. Tris had just reemerged from the bathroom, having emptied her stomach for the fifth time that day when I had returned. She snatched the bag with the test from my hands and slammed the door behind her as she went right back into the bathroom. I breathed in and out, reminding myself that it might have just been the pregnancy hormones making her act that way. As I waited, which seemed like hours, I made myself so many promises. Having missed Tris' pregnancy with Sara, I wanted this one to be special. I promised myself that if Tris was pregnant that I would be there for her and for our kids during every important moment, especially since I missed a lot of those moments with Sara.

That is just what I did... I made sure that I was there for every doctor's appointment, every ultrasound, every ache and pain that she had, every craving, even if it meant that I had to go out to get her certain foods in the middle of the night and every sexual need that she had. Not that that last part was such a hard chore to do... I find Tris to be extremely sexy when she is pregnant. I was more than happy to help her, it was my pleasure. We even took Sara with us when we went to find out the gender reveal of the baby. I was so amazed by Sara, she just happily accepted whatever gender her new younger sibling would be. It turned out that we are having a boy. We are both over the moon excited about it. Just last week we finally agreed on a name for our son, Ryan Jacob Eaton. Sara on the other hand, although she is excited to be a big sister, she was confused about how mommy is having a baby and how it got into her tummy. Tris and I tried our best to explain it to her, but it's hard to tell a two year old where babies come from without getting into all of the mechanical things behind it all. I'll be damned if she finds out about those things before the age of 30. I know that sounds hypocritical given our circumstances… But can you blame me? I mean if she is anything like her mother, I already have my work cut out for me keeping all the boys away. Best not to add on to it.

Tris' parents on the other hand, were surprisingly really excited to hear about the news of the new baby. I think the news of the baby gave them both something positive to look forward to. Which after what happened to Caleb and the whole ordeal, I think we all needed that.

Two weeks after Caleb was sentenced to factionless after having his memory wiped, Tris and Natalie asked me to go out to Abnegation on Andrew's behalf. Andrew is the most stubborn person I know, I can see where Tris got it from clearly. Which leads me to believe that I will have much to look forward to during Sara's teenage years. Tris explained to me how Andrew couldn't believe the abuse that she went through with Marcus until he indeed saw it with his own eyes. The moment he saw Tris' medical file with all of the proof of the abuse that she had endured under Marcus' care, he did everything in his power to set things right. I winced hearing about her medical file, I had never actually seen it. Although I would have looked at it if she had wanted me to, I know I can't bear to see what she had to really endure during the entire time that she spent with Marcus. But trusting Tris, I made the arrangements to get the hard drive and take it over to Abnegation along with a portable computer. I set it all up on the dining room table and stood back, giving both Andrew and Natalie the room they needed to see the evidence with their own eyes. Tris remained by her parents' side while they took it all in, but like Tris said, it did help in the end. Andrew was finally able to accept his son's fate.

A week later they actually both ended up in the factionless sector, even though they understood that Caleb would have no memory of either one of them, they wanted to make sure that he was okay and that he had what he needed to get by. I think it makes them feel less guilty having a parent to help him out, even if he has no idea who the hell they are.

Tris has also made it out to the Factionless sector a few times. I think it's her way of coping with the situation as well, between the loss of Caleb and coming to terms with who her brother turned out to be, I think it helps Tris to be there sometimes. As long as she takes someone with her when she goes. It's not that I think that she's weak…But fighting off multiple factionless if need be, can be a little tricky if you are there alone. I would prefer her to be safe and to come home in one piece. Especially now that she is getting further and further along in her pregnancy. I swear if I could wrap her in bubble wrap and keep her home, I would. But I'm not like my father, In fact I'm nothing like him at all. I know that would be controlling and wrong, even if it's with the best of intentions. I have never seen Tris look more beautiful than she does right now while being pregnant with our son. I often wish I had had the chance to see her when she was pregnant with Sara. I thank God for every day and every second that I have with her and our daughter and our unborn son.

As for Tris' job, she has been doing spectacular work in the child's advocate offices. Although because of her pregnancy she has made a few minor adjustments to ensure that her and the baby are safe. She can't go off into the city on a case without making sure that she has a partner with her at all times. Which I was more than happy to hear about when Daniella had requested that. I have never been more prouder of her than I am right now. Not only is she a wonderful wife, the best mother and a great friend…She also works hard everyday to ensure the safety of all of the complaints that come across her desk. She doesn't stop until she knows each and every one of those kids she advocates for are safe and in good homes.

My eyes continue to follow Tris down the aisle and watch her as she stands on the opposite side of me. Our eyes meet and our smiles for each other match. I love that gorgeous smile on her. The music changes, signaling to us that it is now time to give our attention to the bride. I turn watching my precious three year old leading the way down the aisle for Marlene. Natalie helps Sara hold the basket of red roses, as Sara scoops up a handful of flowers and drops them on the white runner on the aisle. She smiles at everyone as she drops the roses, happy that she can create an actual mess and not get disciplined for it. Every so often someone laughs at her cuteness, as she smiles widely with every drop of the red pedals. I still can't believe our little girl is three years old now. It feels just like it was yesterday that I brought her home to live with me in Dauntless.

As for Dauntless, things have really calmed down since the whole ordeal with Caleb and what he did to Uriah. As soon as things settled down more in the faction, it was decided between Tori, Zeke and I that we should bring in another two leaders onto the team. We all loved and wanted Dauntless to thrive, but not at the expense of our personal lives. As we all sat around the conference table discussing possible leaders, we all agreed on the first name that was brought up, Will. He was one of the top in his initiation class and he is gifted and smart. We were lucky to have him aboard when he agreed to be one of our new leaders. The second person felt more like finding a needle in a haystack, several names came up and were argued about. We took our time and had many discussions over our fifth choice. We were glad when we all finally agreed on the last leader, Sandra Jackson. Sure she is older, but we saw that as a benefit to us. She's been around longer, she knew almost everyone in the faction and she wasn't afraid to talk her mind at any issues that were raised. She has proven herself beyond what we had expected of her.

The cheering of crazy Dauntless members once again breaks me from my thoughts as the noise echoes throughout the Pit's walls. Marlene is walking slowly down the aisle in her beautiful white, lace gown with her arm hooked around her father's arm. She looks the happiest that I have ever seen her. When Uriah "died" I saw the light, that spark disappear from her blue eyes. Just like it would if something god forbid ever happened to my Tris. I glance at Uriah who has tears in his eyes, he doesn't bother to wipe them or move his eyes from Marlene for even a single second.

After everything that they have been through, the separation, the thoughts that life as they knew it was over with… They didn't want to waste a moment of their time. The moment Uriah was released from the hospital he moved right in with Marlene. Sure they had their share of ups and downs, because Uriah had a lot of anger and some issues that he needed to work through. The doctors called it P.T.S.D. But that didn't stop them from being together. Marlene waited patiently until Uriah was mentally ready to take on a wedding and be in a healthy marriage. It only pushed Uriah to work harder to get his shit straight so that they could have the life that they wanted together.

My eyes catch Tris' as Marlene steps up to her spot next to Uriah. We smile at each other, thinking that it wasn't that long ago that we were standing in their place saying our very own wedding vows and professing our love for one another. To this day I still feel every ounce the same that I did about Tris like when we were kids. I have always known that she is mine, as I have always been hers. That's the way it always has been and it always will be.

Ever since I was young I have always known this: Life damages us, everyone. I always wanted to protect Tris from this fact. But I was wrong in thinking that way as I am now learning that we can't escape the damage in the end, but we can be mended. We can mend each other.

The end

A/N

I want to first thank my brainstormed, friend and beta, FDFobsessed for all the hard work that she has put into making this story so wonderful. She stayed up on many late nights and worked on this in her spare time and has always gone out of her way to make sure that I give each chapter justice.

Secondly, I want to thank all of my readers who have continued to follow and support not only this story, but so many of my other stories. I hope you continue to stick around in the future, as there are so many more new stories to come.

A love like no other was an interesting story that I had planned for a very long time. It has been a long and crazy road. I am glad this story is now finished.

With that stated, for those of you that follow A Rented Family, if you haven't done so already please follow and favorite the new storyline A.R.F series, as A Rented Family has been revised and republished in celebration of Valentine's Day and with the upcoming release of the sequel, A Runaway Family which will be posted on 02/23.

Brainstormed with: FDFobsessed

Like always happy reading and stay safe and healthy!

Trini