The ride home from the park is a leisurely one. We listen to the rhythmic love songs softly playing through the speakers of the car stereo in companionable silence. Tessa sways in her car seat until she actually rocks herself to sleep. Tyler gives in to pure exhaustion and his head hangs forward, nearly touching his chest as he naps. Teagan mumbles something incoherently in her sleep every once in a while but those little whispered words are like music to my ears after seeing her lying in the sand beneath the swings so still. My hand is still resting on Tobias' knee with his hand over it, our fingers threaded together.

I stare out my passenger window, the passing scenery one big blur, thinking about what he said he was going to do to me tonight. Pampering? He takes care of every single need I have and those I don't even anticipate on a daily basis. What more could I ask of him? I couldn't have asked for a better husband but I'd be lying if I didn't say I'm looking forward to locking myself away with him tonight. We may have made love last night and twice this morning but that slightly irrational need to rip each other's clothes off when we're stressed is running like a current just beneath the surface.

After looking in the rearview mirror and confirming that the kids are still sound asleep, Tobias pulls the car to a gentle stop alongside the curb in front of the Pire and turns the engine off.

"How about I get the girls and you get Tyler?" he softly suggests. "I'll put the car away later."

"That sounds like a good idea," I say. We get out of the car after a soft kiss, and he easily lifts Tessa into his arms then I carefully hand him Teagan. After moving her car seat out of my way, I lean across the back seat and drag Tyler into my arms, miraculously not waking him up. We carry our worn out kids by our offices, up to our apartment, and into their rooms to continue their naps. I grab the baby monitor from my nightstand and set it on the end table before Tobias and I collapse side by side onto the couch.

"Did you have a good time today?" he asks as he puts his arm around me and pulls me close to him. I tuck my legs under me then rest my head on his chest and my hand on his thigh.

"Everything about today has been wonderful so far … except for what happened in the bathroom," I say with a frustrated sigh. "The worst part is, I'm not entirely sure exactly what I saw and heard but it … terrified me." The last two words are little more than an embarrassed utterance. "I guess we've become so complacent that just the thought of her coming back into our lives to terrorize us freaked me out. It literally made me sick, Tobias."

"I'm so sorry, love," he says, tightening his hold on me and kissing the top of my head. "I'm never going to let you go to that damn bathroom by yourself ever again. First Molly confronted you and now Olivia! It's not safe."

"I probably wouldn't have been so scared if Tessa hadn't been with me," I softly say, remembering the fear that tightened my chest making it almost impossible to breathe, and a shudder moves through me. "I was frightened for her not me. I didn't know how I was supposed to keep her safe. I didn't know if I could. I was worried the bitch was lying in wait for me and that my baby would be an innocent casualty. I couldn't stand it if something happened to Tyler, Tessa, or Teagan … or you because of some crazy girl's vendetta against me. I still can't believe the hospital thinks that she's better."

"I'm only playing devil's advocate here but what if…"

"What if she really is better?" I finish for him a little irritated at where his thoughts are taking him. "She deluded herself into thinking she was having a relationship with you and that I was standing in the way of your happiness. She wanted me dead, baby. Thoughts like that don't simply go away." At least that's what her doctors told Zander. "I will never trust that she just woke up one day and thought, 'Tobias belongs with Tris. I'll leave them alone from now on.'" I scoff at the thought. "She was manipulative, calculating, depraved, dangerous, and she set her sights set on you. What's the quickest way to try and win your love? Convince her doctors that she's changed, that she isn't a threat anymore so she has access to the outside world."

"Don't," he quietly yet forcefully says. "I don't want you tied up in knots worrying about that insignificant girl."

"The same insignificant girl who tried to murder me?" He drags me up into his lap and stares deeply into my eyes.

"Where is my tough as nails girl?" he asks, worry etching lines on his face. Traitorous tears spring into my eyes. I'm kind of wondering the exact same thing at the moment. I'm an emotional mess today. It must be PMS. God, I hate PMS. He gently cups my face with his palms and wipes the tears away with his thumbs. "She's not going to be a problem for you. I won't allow it, love. Zander made sure that from now on we'll be informed of her whereabouts at all times. You won't accidentally run into her." I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his shoulder. He runs his hands up and down my back comforting me, loving me. "I'll never let her hurt you ever again, Tris. I'll kill her first." I sit up and look him in the eye. He means what he says; he would kill for me. I know that on some level that should scare me but it doesn't. It makes me feel safe, secure, and most of all loved.

"I worry about you and the kids also," I say. "What if she were to slip her detail? What if she decided that if she couldn't have you, no one could? What if in her delusional state she viewed the kids as a threat to you?"

"Hey, enough of the 'what ifs,'" he sternly says.

"You started it," I pout and he chuckles.

"I guess I deserve that," he says. "What can I do to make you believe that she won't hurt you, she won't hurt me, and she sure as hell won't hurt our kids?"

"Lock her up," I say.

"You've got it," he says. "I will do everything in my power to make sure that she pays for her crimes but you know that what she did wasn't serious enough to warrant the death serum."

"I want her memory erased so she forgets you," I say. I've thought about this long and hard. "I don't think I'm a vindictive person but I want her to forget that Ethan Black ever asked her to come into our lives. I want her to forget that she ever laid eyes on you. I want her gone." He sighs and pulls me closer to him, and I return my head to his shoulder.

"I'll make this right," he whispers in my ear. "I promise."

"So what would you like for supper?" I ask after we've been quiet for a few minutes.

"I've got it under control," he says. "I'm pampering you tonight, remember?" I can't hold my smile back. Of course, I remember!

"I thought you were just going to pamper me in the bedroom," I say, my voice sounding husky. God, is it time yet?

"Believe me, I have a lot of surprises in store for you tonight, love," he says. I'm thinking of moving my legs to straddle his lap for a little impromptu make out session before the kids wake up when there's a knock on the door. "And there's your first one." He kisses me just below my sensitive left ear and I shiver in his arms. "You better answer it." I untangle myself from his embrace as I furrow my brows at him.

"What did you do?" I ask. He remains stubbornly mute as I walk to the door. I yank it open to find Avery, Christina, and Ana on the other side. As happy as I am to see them, I can't keep the confusion off my face. "Uh, hi, guys."

"Hello!" they all say in unison.

"Are you ready to go?" Ana excitedly asks.

"Go where?" I slowly ask not looking at my friends but over my shoulder at Tobias. I'm not going anywhere tonight except to bed with my sexy as hell husband.

"We're having a girls' night," Christina matter-of-factly says as she drapes her arm over my shoulder, turns me around, and leads me back into my living room. Girls' night? "It's Four's gift to all of us and I tell you what, I need some pampering at the spa, not that Will isn't doing a good job…"

"Too much information," I groan, interrupting her. She flashes me a wicked grin indicating I'll get details … lots of details later.

"We haven't done this in so long," Avery says, matching Ana's enthusiasm. "I had such a hard time keeping my mouth shut today. I almost asked you a hundred times if you were as excited as I am."

"We're going to the spa?" I can't hide my surprise or my reluctance. But Avery is right. It's been months since we got together, just the four of us, but it's been even longer than that since we hit the salon for a relaxing spa day. "Can you guys give me a sec?" I make the short trip back to my smiling husband. "I have to admit when you said you were going to pamper me I thought we'd have amazing sex and that was it."

"You are a hard working mother of three who doesn't get enough time with your friends," he says as he wraps me in a big, warm, loving embrace, resting his palms flat against my back so low that his fingers are splayed over my back side. "When you get home, I'll give you all the amazing sex you can handle." His mouth is right up next to my ear so I know no one else can hear him but I flush anyway. "So please, go out and have fun with your friends." Suddenly I feel just as excited as they all do. I get to spend the evening with my friends and all night with him. It's the best of both worlds!

"Thank you, baby," I say. I give him a quick kiss on the cheek knowing that if our lips meet right now we would be giving my friends a free show. "I need to say goodbye to the kids. I'll be right back down." I fly up the stairs and into Tyler's room. He's still sound asleep. I kiss his head, tell him I love him, then go into the nursery where I find my girls standing in their cribs talking to each other quietly.

"Hi, Mama!" Teagan says, her eyes lighting up when she sees me. "Out." She holds her arms out to me, bouncing excitedly.

"Hi, Teags," I say as I lift her into my arms. I step to Tessa's crib and deposit her next to her sister. "I want to talk to you two for a minute."

"Otay," Tessa says and Teagan just grins.

"Mommy is going out for the evening with Christina, Avery, and Ana," I say.

"We go?" they both ask at the same time, a look of expectation on their little faces. I hate to disappoint them but I need adult conversation from time to time with someone other than Tobias.

"No, not tonight. Some other time," I say and their faces fall. They love spending time with my friends just as much as I do but I can't always take them with me everywhere I go. "I need you both to do me a big favor." They look up at me like they would do anything I ask right now, which is a bit of a rarity. "I need you to take really good care of Daddy for me tonight. I won't be here to do it. Can you do that for Mommy?"

"Yeah!" Tessa says as Teagan nods her head.

"When he asks you to do something, I need you to do it right away and not argue with him. Also, don't fight with Tyler or each other and try not to make any messes. Can you do that for me?"

"I be good for Dadda," Tessa says.

"And what about you, Teags?"

"I good," she says.

"You are both such good girls," I say as I lift Tessa into my arms. I hug her tightly, kiss her face and head, and then set her on the ground at my feet. She hugs onto my leg, squeezing as tightly as she can as I lift Teagan into my arms.

"Lub 'ou, Mama." She puckers up and leans in and gives me a big wet kiss.

"Oh, I love you, too, baby girl," I say without thinking and she frowns.

"Not, bebe," she mutters and I know that she's back to normal after her unfortunate tumble this afternoon.

"You will always be one of my babies even when you are all grown up," I say, hugging her tightly.

"Weally?"

"Yes, really," I say as she throws her arms around my neck.

"I love you, Mama," Tessa says, pouting from a lack of attention in the last 30 seconds. I squat down and wrap my arm around her, getting a firm grip, and then stand up with both of them in my arms.

"I love you, too, little one," I say. "Both of you hold on tight." Tessa wraps her arms around my neck just above Teagan's, and I carry them downstairs. "I'm ready to go."

"Dadda, I good," Teagan says, reaching for him.

"I know," he says as he takes both giggling girls from my arms.

"Thank you for this," I say. "It's very thoughtful." He kisses the top of my head then pushes me toward the door, our girls still wrapped safely in his strong arms.

"Have fun, love," he says.

"Oh, we will!" Christina says and I can't help but chuckle.

"Thanks, Four," Ana and Avery say at the same time.

"You're all very welcome," he says. I watch him over my shoulder, leaning against the doorjamb a smoldering look on his face as I descend the stairs, my girls in his arms until I can no longer see them.

"So why is your husband trying to get rid of you for the evening?" Christina asks as we make our way down the path to the salon.

"He doesn't want to get rid of me," I defensively say, my voice at least three octaves higher than it normally is. "He's just being nice."

"But Four doesn't do nice," Avery chuckles.

"He's very nice to me," I murmur with a sappy smile on my face.

"Ugh! I really don't want to hear about all the odd places you two have done it," Christina says and my face goes instantly red. So much for confiding in my best friend. She's becoming just as bad at teasing as Zeke. "Been to the Ferris wheel lately?" Ana and Avery look at each other with confusion on their faces then their mouths drop open.

"You had sex on the Ferris wheel?" Ana squeaks and I blush an even deeper crimson color. Damn it, Christina! Avery just gawks at me, unable to speak.

"Don't make me hate you, Christy?"

"Don't call me that," she mutters. "Only Will and your sweet babies get to call me that."

"You seriously had sex … outside?" Avery whispers. Poor Avery … so sheltered. She blushes just as much as I do when the subject of sex comes up.

"They do it all sorts of weird places," Christina matter-of-factly says.

"Christina!" I'm going to kill her. "Enough!"

"You're no fun," she mutters under her breath then loops her arm with mine. "I'll drop the subject … for now."

"What treatments are you guys going to get at the spa?" Ana asks excitedly. "I'm going to get everything done. I neglected myself getting ready for initiation." I look at her and mouth thank you. Ana and Avery know that Christina doesn't mean any harm but she can be a bit overwhelming, especially when she wants details of our sex lives.

"I want a massage," I say.

"Nope," Christina says. I look up at her with questioning eyes.

"Four said you can have any spa treatment except a massage," Avery says with a shrug.

"You know what that means, right?" Christina asks. I shake my head. "Isn't it obvious? He's going to give you a massage when you get home."

"Hhm. I never thought of that," I say. I like it when he gives me a massage. His big hands knead my tired, sore muscles thoroughly and he turns me into a relaxed, boneless, bag of goo. A smile turns up my lips and the girls' chuckle.

"Is he that good with his hands?" Christina asks and I nod.

"He gave me my first massage when I was pregnant," I say. "If there's one thing I would want him to do more often, it's a massage. I swear his hands make every problem seem insignificant." A soft moan escapes my lips thinking about it.

"I say we all skip the massage table and ask our guys for a massage tonight," Ana says, dragging her phone out. "Brody's hands are pretty magical, too." Christina nods and sends Will a quick text, obviously thinking it sounds like a great idea.

"Callen's never given me a massage," Avery says as we turn into salon. She pulls her phone out and sends him a text. "But he is tonight."

"Good for you," Ana says. "All you really need is a good lotion and a place to lie down." We approach the counter where Alicia, the newly appointed salon manager is standing.

"Hi girls," she says. She started out as the receptionist and worked her way up rather quickly. She's wonderful at her job.

"Hey, Alicia," I say.

"We're ready for you," she says. "Four gave instructions that this is to be a private party so the salon will be closed to additional members."

"Oh, no," I say. "I don't think that's what he meant. You don't have to close."

"He gave me very strict instructions, Tris. I will be following them to the letter. I like my job too much not to," she says. She goes to the door and turns the lock and puts a sign in the window telling other Dauntless members that it's closed for a private party for the rest of the evening. "The entire salon is available to you except for the massage tables. Your supper will be served at 8 p.m. in the waiting area just off the changing rooms."

"Thank you, Alicia," I say. "I hope this wasn't too much trouble."

"It was no trouble whatsoever," she says.

"I'm getting a scrub and a wrap," Christina says.

"I definitely want a facial," Ana says.

"A mani/pedi for me," Avery says.

"I don't know what to get," I say as we walk to the dressing rooms. "I feel selfish."

"Call Four," Christina says as she heads into her dressing room.

"Why?" I ask.

"Just do it," Ana and Avery say then disappear behind separate curtains. I go into my private dressing room and am greeted by a dozen Beatrice roses and tears spring into my eyes. I sit on the plush, antique-looking red and black chaise lounge and look around the small space. I think the salon needs to be added to my list. I would love to have my way with Tobias in here right this instant. I pull out my phone and hit the talk button on his picture.

"I knew you would call, love," he says.

"This is too extravagant, Tobias," I say. I'm not whispering but I keep my voice low. "You shouldn't have closed the whole place down. It's selfish, baby. What about their other clients?"

"It's not selfish, Tris," he says. "I wanted to do something nice for you. You deserve a little spoiling every once in a while. You work your fingers to the bone at work and again at home taking care of the apartment. You're raising my three kids. You put up with my stubborn ass." He moves the phone and I hear him tell someone not to say ass and I can't help but chuckle. "So get every treatment they offer. Splurge a little then come home to me."

"I can't wait to come home to you," I say. I can hear the longing in my voice.

"Believe me, it will be worth the wait."

"Have I told you lately that I love you?" I ask.

"I don't think you have." I hear teasing in his voice.

"I love you so damn much, Mr. Eaton," I say. "I can't wait for your hands to be all over me, inside me." A low growl pierces the phone.

"I love you, Mrs. Eaton," he says. "Take your time, enjoy your friends, then come home to me." He lowers his voice and adds, "I'm already hard for you." I gasp.

"I'm coming right now," I say, breathlessly.

"No. Not yet, love," he says. "I'm not ready yet and the kids are very much wide awake." And apparently dancing around repeating the word ass.

"Okay. I'll relax but only for you," I say. "I'll see you later, baby. I love you."

"I love you more."

"Not possible."

"Stop having phone sex and get your ass out here," Christina says through the curtain, startling me.

"Have you noticed that Zeke and Christina have become the same person?" I ask Tobias and she cackles loudly. "I'll be out in a minute, Christy." That should show her! "Bye, baby. I'll see you soon. Kiss the kids for me."

"I will. Bye, love." I hang up, strip out of my clothes, and don the short, black silk salon robe. I put my belongings in the wardrobe and walk out into the waiting room.

"We're starting with a body scrub and wrap and then move on to facials," Ana says.

"Sounds good," I say. An hour later my skin feels softer than it ever has. The only bad part was when the salon technician gave me a questioning look when she saw the bruise on my upper arm. Thankfully, I was turned away from my friends and they haven't seen it yet. I know Tobias didn't mean to do it and he'll never do it again but I have to admit, it looks pretty bad. It's purple and green with no signs of going away any time soon. I just hope a nasty rumor doesn't start because of it.

"What should we do next?" Christina asks.

"Mani/pedi," Avery says. "My feet need some serious help." Ana holds up her hands, showing us her red, raw knuckles.

"Do you think they can do anything about these?" she asks.

"What in the world have you been doing?" I ask as I examine her fingers.

"Teaching the transfers how to fight," she says with a shrug. I glance at Christina's pristine hands and furrow my brows.

"Have you been fighting with the initiates?" I ask.

"No, just the bags," she says. "When Brody and I aren't assessing the transfers we're on the bags with them. We've noticed some great improvement, although there's no real way to know if it's because of that."

"Four and I will come observe early next week," I say. "I'm interested in knowing if they are interacting with the bags differently because you're right there practicing alongside of them. How was Hector today?"

"No. No. No." I look at Avery. "No shop talk. We're here to relax."

"You're absolutely right," I say. "Sorry. Sometimes I have a hard time shutting it off." Christina and I sit in the pedicure chairs and make small talk about husbands and kids while Ana and Avery have their nails done then we switch places. After our nails are clipped, buffed, and polished, we are lead to the small waiting area near the dressing rooms. I'm the last to walk through the door and I gasp. On every available surface of the room are dozens of red, white, and pink roses. There has to be hundreds here. A small round table in the center of the room, illuminated by a single pendant light with a barrel shade, is draped with a crisp white tablecloth and is set with four place settings. The centerpiece is a low arrangement of the unique black and red roses Tobias had made for me for our anniversary. There's a name card on each place setting, indicating where we are each to sit. After we take our seats we're served warm breadsticks and ice cold sparkling cider.

"This is amazing," Avery says as she takes a bite of her favorite dish from the Italian restaurant in the city center, chicken parmesan. We shared a plate of bruschetta and a large bowl of salad then were served our personal favorites. I take slow bites, savoring the flavor of the lasagna. I just can't duplicate it at home. I've tried several times.

"Four's definitely getting some tonight," Christina says. "Hell, if you don't give it to him, Tris, I will." We all laugh as she takes a bite of her eggplant parmesan. She closes her eyes, and orgasmic sounds come from her mouth as she swallows. "This is so damn good!"

"Don't worry," I say. "He will be very well taken care of tonight."

"I have to ask," Avery says, her face blushing beet red, "did you and Four really have sex on the Ferris wheel?"

"Well, it was my wedding gift," I say.

"You had sex while everyone was there?" she asks sounding aghast.

"No," I say. "It was later." And a few times after that but they don't need to know that little detail. "Don't you ever take it outside the bedroom, Avery?"

"Not once," she says.

"You don't know what you are missing," Christina says. "Will and I aren't as adventurous as Four and Tris but one of my favorite places is the shower."

"Me, too," Ana says. "Brody and I like the couch, too."

"The kitchen is my favorite place," flies out of my mouth before I know what I'm doing and I feel a rush of blood color my cheeks. I really hadn't meant to say that out loud but I guess I was thinking about last night. "I love my man in the kitchen. I've stopped him from cooking on numerous occasions."

"Haven't you ever just looked at Callen and wanted to rip his clothes off and do him right there?" Christina asks.

"Yeah but I'm not sure he'd want me to," she softly says.

"He's a guy, right?" Ana says with a giggle. "Brody's always trying to get me out of my pants everywhere we go. I've had to swat his hands on more than one occasion."

"You guys don't understand," Avery says shifting nervously in her seat. "He's shy."

"Please tell me you don't only have missionary sex, at night, in the dark," Christina says, shaking her head. "Do I need to get you the Kama Sutra, too?"

"What's that?" she asks. Oh my! Even I knew what that was before it was given to me as a gift.

"It's an ancient book about sexuality, sex, and sex positions," I say glaring at my best friend. As if Tobias and I need any help in that department. "Christina got it for Four and me for Christmas last year." I can't help but roll my eyes. I still can't believe she gave it to us. "If you want to look at it, I'd let you have it."

"Don't you mean borrow?" Christina asks.

"No, she could have it," I say. Tobias and I have flipped through it once but we've never used any of the positions. It's locked away in a drawer in our bedroom. I wanted to kill her when she gave it to me. Thank God we were alone.

"I don't think so," Avery says. "How do I get him to loosen up sexually? I'm not complaining. He's quite good at it. I love having sex with him but I want … more."

"Have you told him that?" I ask.

"You've got to talk to him," Christina says. "I used to be insecure about telling Will exactly what I wanted, and I'm not only talking about sex. I was a nervous wreck to talk to him about anything. I made assumptions that I know now were all wrong. Tris tried to tell me that communication was key to a successful relationship but I was frightened and, you probably won't believe this but, I was shy."

"Shy?" I say, my brows lifting nearly to my hairline. "You haven't been shy a day in your life, Candor!"

"I told you you wouldn't believe me," she mumbles.

"Talk to him," Ana says. "Tris gave me the same advice. It helped."

"There's something … special, freeing about being able to talk intimately with your partner," I say. "Who knows, maybe Callen feels the exact same way you do but he thinks it would offend you to talk about having sex anywhere other than your bedroom."

"Don't think, just answer the first thing that pops into your mind. Where is the one place that makes you think, damn I need him and I need him now?" Ana asks. Avery's cheeks flood with even more color. If this doesn't stop, I think her poor head might explode.

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to," I say.

"Yes, she does," Christina says. "I need details." I roll my eyes at her.

"The training room," she says, barely above a whisper. Zander and Stella would kill me if they heard the advice I'm about to give their daughter.

"Talk to him about moving it out of your bedroom once in a while," I say. "Start slow. Don't grab his hand, drag him to the training room, and jump on him. Sex in the shower is amazing." Christina and Ana nod in agreement.

"Or the bathtub," Ana says.

"The couch," Christina says.

"Kitchen counter," I say.

"Up against any wall works well," Ana says. "Also on any floor."

"The point is, once he's comfortable shaking things up a bit, plan a special night for him. The training room is closed after hours. Get the key, let yourself in, lock the door behind you, and fulfill your fantasy," I say.

"Just make sure you're both 100% comfortable or it could backfire," Christina says.

"That's true," I say. Then to lighten the mood I add, "And make sure your parents aren't around. You don't want to get caught being felt up in the front seat of your car by your mother."

"No!" Christina says, her eyes wild with delight.

"Oh, yes," I say, blushing deeply. They all laugh heartily and I'm happy that Avery is laughing, too. The staff comes in and clear our dinner plates and put dessert down in front of each of us. After a few bites, we all switch until we've eaten everything on the plates.

"The chocolate chip cannoli was out of this world," Ana says as she licks the back of her dessert fork.

"You could serve me chocolate gelato any day of the week," Christina says.

"My favorite was the amaretto tiramisu," I say, remembering each delicious bite. I'd like to smear that over every inch of Tobias' body and slowly lick it off. Hhm!

"Personally, I love them all equally but the chocolate and salted caramel cheesecake was decadent," Avery says. "I'm going to have to run an extra five miles tomorrow to work it off." Once all the plates have been removed, I notice a square black leather box in front of me with a cute tag that says, open me. I pick it up and carefully flip the lid and tears wet my eyes.

"What is it?" they all ask in unison.

"It's for us," I say turning the box so they can see the single platinum heart cut into four separate puzzle pieces, each with a single letter engraved in the center: C, A, A, and T. Christina, Ana, Avery, and Tris. Each tiny shard is attached to a simple platinum chain.

"Four got us jewelry?" Ana asks. "Hell, Brody rarely buys me presents. I think I'm going to cry, too." It's only then that I realize that the tears overflowed and are spilling down my face.

"I have a wonderful husband, Tris, but he could learn a thing or two from yours," Christina says, not a trace of humor in her voice. "Four knows how to romance you." That he does.

"For as scary as he is, he's awfully sweet," Avery says.

"He is sweet, romantic, loving, thoughtful, and a little scary," I say. "I wouldn't change a thing about him."

"Not that I'm complaining but why did he do this?" Christina asks. "You didn't really answer earlier." That's right, she asked why he wanted to get rid of me for the evening.

"Yesterday wasn't a very good day," I say. "I had an altercation with Hector in front of the other Dauntless-born in the training room. That was very stressful. Then Tyler announced at the dinner table that he wants a baby brother." I give them all the details of our interesting table conversation about baby brothers, adoptions, and how babies are made. They all laugh heartily at Tessa thinking I ate Teagan.

"When Tyler asked if we would be having another baby, I said someday but Four said no. I was dumbfounded. Before Teags was born, we talked about having more children. I want more. I thought he did, too. I got upset. I walked away. Then things got tense and he left for a while. Things are better now. He understands why I want another baby and I understand why he doesn't but we're at a bit of an impasse."

"How long have you been thinking about another baby?" Christina asks. I look at the clock on the wall.

"Seriously thinking about it? Well about 24 hours now," I say with a chuckle. "But I know that it's been on my mind a lot lately. I just didn't want to acknowledge it. Deep down, I think I knew it would be a fight because of the preeclampsia."

"Will and I are trying for another one," she softly says. "He finally convinced me it's time. I know he's right but I like it just the three of us."

"Callen has brought up marriage and kids," Avery says. "I'm not ready yet but I love that he's thinking about the future. It makes me feel safe and secure with him."

"Your mom isn't ready for that either in case you're wondering," I say remembering Stella's comment about not being ready to be a grandma. "But Abigail would be okay with it."

"I love her," she says. "She's so supportive of us unlike someone I know."

"Give your dad time," I say and she nods somberly. She's not used to being on the outs with her father. They've always been really close.

"Brody has named our first daughter," Ana matter-of-factly says.

"I think I can guess," Christina says. "Faith?"

"Actually Ava Faith," she says. "Faith obviously for his sister and Ava for mine." Sometimes I forget she lost her twin sister.

"I'm glad you're making future plans, too," I say.

"Me, too," she says. "I fell for him hard and fast. I didn't think he was ever going to notice me."

"He definitely notices you now," Avery snickers. "You two make out just as much as Four and Tris."

"No," Christina says shaking her head. "No one makes out as much as they do."

"Oddly enough, I'm proud of that fact," I say and they burst out laughing and I join right in. "I want my hair trimmed and maybe some new highlights. Something a little … bolder."

"Let's go," Ana says.

"I'll put this with my stuff and give you your necklaces before we go," I say. When we exit the room, Alicia is waiting for us.

"What instructions did Four give you about the roses?" I ask.

"He didn't," she says. Hhm. That surprises me. He spent a lot on them. They shouldn't go to waste.

"Call maintenance and have them deliver a dozen of each color to Christina, Ana, and Avery's apartments," I say. "The roses that are in my dressing room need delivered to my apartment, and the rest can be put in the cafeteria. If there are any left, have them distributed amongst the businesses and be sure to keep some for yourself. I've never seen so many roses before."

"I'll get right on that, Tris," she says. "What can we do for you now?"

"I'm going to do something fun and sexy with my hair," Christina says. Avery and Ana both nod in agreement.

"You know the way," she says. "The girls are waiting for you."

"Thank you so much," I say. "Everything has been wonderful and relaxing."

"I'm glad you are enjoying yourself," she says. As I secure the necklace, I hear her call maintenance like I requested. After a quick text to tell Tobias how much I love him and to thank him for the necklaces, I hurry to meet up with my friends who went on without me.

"Do you think Will would kill me if I made my hair a funky color?" Christina asks.

"It's your hair," I say as I flip through a book of hairstyles, a deep conditioning mask on my head. I don't know why I'm looking. I love my hair right now just the way it is, and it's pretty versatile. I just want a trim, color, and highlights.

"Yeah but he has to look at me," she says.

"Do you want a funky color?" I ask.

"Yeah," she admits.

"Then get a funky color," I say.

"I'm going to do it," she says. "Wish me luck!"

"Good luck," I say, rolling my eyes at her. Sometimes she's so dramatic.

"Are you cutting your hair?" Avery asks. She's sitting next to me with the same deep conditioner on her head.

"Just a trim," I say. "Av, are you all right? You seem … quieter than normal."

"I'm all right," she says as she hangs her head, wringing her hands together nervously, but her eyes belie her. She does this whenever she wants to talk but doesn't know where to begin.

"Whatever it is, you can talk to me. You know that," I softly say. I look toward Christina and Ana who are getting color put in their hair talking about their initiates. "They can't hear you."

"I guess I'm embarrassed," she quietly says. I don't have to ask why because a subtle blush has overtaken her face.

"Can I tell you a secret?" I ask.

"Of course," she says.

"I hate talking about sex," I whisper. "I've always thought it was a private matter, something between Four and me. I've had to seek out advice from time to time because of my sheltered upbringing and each time it nearly killed me."

"It's gotten easier for you," she states.

"Not really," I say, shaking my head. "The only person it's easier to talk with is Four and I still blush like a school girl. It's embarrassing."

"I hate talking about it," she says. "I feel like I'm in a contest with my friends."

"Oh, God! I hope I never made you feel that way," I say. "I would hate myself."

"Not you. You've only ever helped me," she says. "I'd probably still be a virgin and extremely frustrated if it weren't for you."

"Is it difficult to talk to Callen?"

"We are both so shy about the subject," she says. "I have a hard time broaching it."

"I could barely look Four in the eye when we first started dating. I don't know if you know this or not but being intimate with him was one of my greatest fears," I say, still embarrassed that being with him set off that kind of reaction in the beginning. "But we promised each other to always be honest. He will never judge me, and I'll never judge him. It isn't always easy to talk to each other but it's always worth it in the end. It saves misunderstandings and assumptions that's for sure."

"Who do you go to for advice?" she asks.

"Isobel mainly," I say. "Your mom once in a while," horror actually flashes across her face like talking to Stella is the worse idea she's ever heard, "and Christina if I'm desperate." We laugh together lightly at that.

"I'm so glad that the secretary at upper levels gave you and Four my name to babysit when Tyler came to live with you," she says. "I never would have imagined that one day I would consider you my best friend but I'm thankful for you."

"I'm glad every day, too," I say.

"Just don't tell Afton," she giggles. It's wonderful to hear her laughing.

"Only if you promise not to tell Christina," I say, laughing with her.

"I just have to say one last thing," she says.

"What's that?" She leans closer to me, looking around.

"I still can't believe you did it on the Ferris wheel," she softly says.

"Yep," I say with a chuckle, blushing bright red. "Believe it. And between you and me," I look around also then add in a whisper, "it's happened more than once." The look on her face makes me chuckle.

We let our conversation turn to more comfortable topics for the both of us as we sit side by side getting our hair conditioned, cut, colored, and highlighted. I was surprised when Avery called me her best friend earlier. She's been friends with Afton practically since they both came out of the womb but I'm secretly pleased because I like everything about her. She has never once pushed me to be someone I'm not. It's refreshing. I hope she can say the same thing about me.

"I love your hair, Tris," Ana says as I leave my dressing room. I had the stylist color it a medium shade of brown and put in natural-looking red highlights. I think it suits me.

"You two look fierce," I say, taking in Ana's dark blue streaks in her mahogany mane and Christina's random red curls. "I like it."

"Whoa! Avery!" Christina says as she comes out from her dressing room. She had her reddish-brown hair colored a deep auburn with some dark blonde face-framing highlights. "You look fantastic."

"We all look fantastic," she says. "I had a blast this evening but I'm ready to call it a night." Me, too! I can't wait to get home to Tobias.

"Ready to go seduce your man?" Christina asks. I flash her a disapproving look she's seen a hundred times and apparently Avery sees it, too.

"It's all right, Tris," she says. "I'm going home to talk to him. There are some things I want and I know I have to ask. He can't read my mind. Thanks for the advice."

"It's our pleasure," I say.

"Yeah," Ana and Christina answer simultaneously.

"Before we go, I want to give you your necklaces." I open the small jewelry box and give each of my friend their piece of the heart. We all put them on then give each other a big hug. "I'm so happy that I have each of you in my life. I love you guys."