It had been going on for a few weeks and both Eric and Tris were perfectly content with their unspoken agreement. After that night, they had spent each and every night together in Eric's apartment after a long lovemaking session. Their attraction grew and Tris started worrying.

She had fallen in love with the ex instructor and he tore her apart. Now, the concept of love was something she dreaded. Tris knew that Eric, like her, had been ignoring the elephant in the room but they had to talk about it and soon. She was, after all, carrying his arch rival's baby.

Sighing softly, Tris went to the infirmary for another check up. She had hit the five month mark in her pregnancy. With a ton of support from Eric of course.

"Miss Prior," a nurse approached her as she walked through the infirmary doors. She led her to her Ob-Gyn.

"Good evening Miss Prior," the doctor said, too chipper for a Dauntless, "I believe you are five months into your pregnancy. Do you want to know the gender yet?"

"Yes please," Tris replied. She had been waiting for the appointment all day. Tris sighed softly. Sure, she knew that the baby was undoubtedly Tobias's and at first she didn't care about herself or her child, but Eric helped her come to her senses before she did something very bad. And when she started thinking clearly again, she knew abortion wasn't an option for her. Slowly but surely, Tris began loving her unborn baby and was, therefore curious and excited to know the gender.

"Follow me, then."

The doctor instructed her to lay down on a table and lift her shirt. Tris quickly obliged. She remembered the process from her first visit. Despite the feeling of abandonment, she was ecstatic about her baby.

He spread the cold gel on her swollen belly and waved his wand. A picture popped up on the computer screen which the doctor observed for a few moments before speaking up.

"See that?" he asked, pointing at a part of the baby on the computer, "that's an indication that your baby is…." he trailed off, with a smile.

"A baby boy! Congratulations! Miss Prior, you have a healthy son who will be meeting you in a few months."

Tris grinned widely and the doctor printed the picture and placed it in an envelope for her to take. She felt a sense of deja vu here, but she didn't let it get to her. She was in a better place now than she had back in her first weeks of pregnancy. When she shared this good news, it would be with someone who actually cared.

All the way to the office, the smile remained on her face. Tris got a few weird looks and whispers but she had been used to ignoring them.

A series of knocks made his mood even more annoyed. Cursing whoever was knocking, Eric got up and opened his door only to be knocked on his ass by an excited Tris barrelling through his office door.

"Tris, baby. Is everything alright? Are you ok? Is it the baby?" Eric panicked but did a double check of Tris's expression. She looked overjoyed.

Rummaging through the bag, Tris handed him an envelope. "Open it please."

Cautiously, Eric tore the envelope, careful to not rip its contents. He looked at the picture for a few seconds and then at Tris and then the picture all the while Tris grew nervous. Was he not happy for her? Had she misread his attention? His affections?

Snapping out of his trance, Eric's asshole leader mask dropped as he fell to his knees in front of her swollen belly. He moved her shirt upwards, exposing her pregnant stomach. Placing soft kisses all over her unborn child he cooed at the baby boy.

"Hello baby, my name is Eric and I love you already. Your mommie is a very amazing person and she loves you so much. You are so lucky to have her as your mother. Just grow up and in a few months we will be able to meet you," Eric mumbled against her stomach, occasionally placing kisses there, making Tris smile warmly at him.

"Hi there, it's me, your mommy, and Eric is right we both love you so much. I can't wait to hold you."

Getting back on his feet, he looked deep in her eyes as he spoke up.

"Tris. I will always be here for you and the baby no matter what. If you want me, I will do everything I can to keep you both safe and happy." Eric promised, solemnly, warming Tris's heart. She smiled at him with tear filled eyes and nodded.

"Thank you, Eric, so so much. And of course we need you here, don't ever doubt that." Tris replied softly, running her fingers through his long, black hair soothingly. Eric relaxed under her touch, the stress of leadership duties melting away under her caress.

"Do you think that I should go and tell him about it? He has a right to know as his biological father don't you think?" Tris asked and then immediately wished she hadn't mentioned it. Eric's expression had slipped away, back behind the tense mask he hid behind

She began apologizing but he ignored her, white hot jealousy coursing through his veins at the thought of Number boy playing daddy for the child he had sired. He just wanted to punch and break things and he didn't want to upset her. Opening his office door, he stomped out towards the training room to let out his anger and jealousy. Eric couldn't believe that despite becoming Factionless, his rival had managed to steal his joy again. He just wanted a normal, happy life with Tris. Was that too much to ask for?

Tris stood in Eric's office speechless. He had stormed out to god knows where. It hurt her to think she was the reason behind his misery. He had shown her genuine care and love, a side that no one other than her knew existed.

She sighed softly. Tris didn't mean to offend him. She was just trying to be honest with the man who had brought her out of her shell.

Lifting a hand to her head, she headed towards their shared apartment. She hadn't officially moved in with him but had most of her stuff there by this point.

She redressed herself into more comfortable clothes and tucked her gun and a few knives into her belt for safety. If Tris was one thing, she was stubborn.

She was about to leave when her eyes caught sight of her bullet proof vest. Better safe than sorry , she thought, as she slipped the vest and pulled her shirt back on, hiding the vest as she made her way out of the Dauntless compound. She waited and when it was time, took a running start and jumped on the train, careful to not stumble and closed her eyes as the train moved towards the Factionless area of the city.

His heart squeezed painfully as he thought of her smile. The smile that lit her eyes up and made her face look radiant. The smile she had reserved for him and only him.

Sighing sadly, Four made his way to the train tracks. He loved her so much it hurt. Tobias wanted to see her badly. It had been five months and he was getting desperate, craving contact with the blonde beauty. What was taking so long? Why hadn't she followed him here yet? She loved him right?

Tears welled up in his dark blue eyes as the ex instructor weeped quietly for the woman he had lost. She was his everything and he loved her so much it hurt him. He had made a huge mistake, and he didn't know if he could ever be forgiven for breaking her heart.

He saw the train slowing down near the Factionless sector and was prepared to jump on it to sneak into the Dauntless headquarters,but was surprised when a figure in Dauntless black jumped off.

He was suspicious and wanted to know why someone so clearly not Factionless had stopped here. Another thought occurred to him. If they really were Dauntless, maybe he could send a message to Tris and apologize.

Tobias approached the figure, slowly and noticed how curvy it was along with a swollen stomach and instantly knew that it was a pregnant woman. Her hair was platinum blond and she was about half a foot shorter than him. He saw his mother approach the Dauntless and retreated to a safe distance from where he could see the suspicious exchange clearly. Evelyn was the leader of Factionless so it was better she dealt with this. But, why was she there again? Couldn't she have asked to bring the Dauntless woman to her?

Tris jumped off towards the Factionless sector without making a fool out of herself, and she was proud of the small accomplishment. After an internal victory dance, she turned around and saw a Factionless woman approach her. She wondered what happened to Evelyn.

Speaking of the devil, Evelyn stopped a few feet away from the Dauntless and recognized her as his son's former stiff girlfriend. What does she want now? She thought to herself as she had a stare down with the blonde. She looked very different.

Her hair reached her waist in a low tied ponytail, she had some major curves and a swollen abdomen. Evelyn realized that she was pregnant. Judging by the size of her protruding belly and her sudden unprompted visit to the Factionless sector, Evelyn knew that this was her son's doing. She did have aptitude for Erudite and Dauntless after all.

"Where's Four?" Tris asked Evelyn, skipping pleasantries.

Folding her arms, Evelyn scoffed, "Where are your manners young lady? That's not how a proper Abnegation lady speaks."

"That's not the point Evelyn. Where is Four? I need to talk to him," Tris retorted stubbornly, "And by the way, I left Abnegation if you haven't noticed yet."

"His name is Tobias, hasn't he told you, little girl?" Evelyn snarked. "Why do you Dauntless call my son a number? That's ridiculous. I named him Tobias, not a number!"

Rolling her eyes Tris looked around her, trying to ignore Evelyn's childish behavior. She had better things to do than deal with a grown woman who was acting like a five year old.

"It's his, isn't it." Evelyn remarked before Tris could speak. It was more of a statement than question. Tris didn't respond.

Gritting her teeth at her silence, Evelyn pushed Tris as hard as she could. Having been prepared for this, Tris regained her balance easily and returned the favor, punching Evelyn in her face.

Evelyn gasped in pain at the force of the blow. She had been underestimating the stiff's strength and character. She had only had her son back for a few months and she would be damned if she let him go again. Evelyn had to eliminate the threat, no matter what.

Grinning wickedly, Evelyn whistled and soon Tris was surrounded by Factionless.

Eric pounded the punching bag, putting all of his anger in his hits. He felt furious, jealous and betrayed. Tris wanted to go to Four even after all he did. Stubborn. Stupid. Idiotic.

His eyes widened as his mind processed what a stubborn Tris would do after his reaction. She will go to see him. What if she decides that his lame apology and petty excuses are worth her going Factionless? No….

Slamming the door of the training room open, he rushed towards his apartment. Their apartment, since she had been living with him so he could keep an eye on her. Changing quickly out of his sweaty clothes, Eric put on a bullet proof vest and tucked two guns in the waistband of his jeans and knives in his thigh holster. The Factionless sector was dangerous and full of vengeful outcasts. He prayed that Tris and her son stayed safe.

Eric rushed to the infirmary to tell Marlene to be ready in case Tris or the baby were injured. He decided to take a car owned by Dauntless leadership and headed towards the Factionless area. Checking the time on his wrist watch, Eric groaned, knowing that Tris took the train that traveled fifteen minutes ago. Why did she have to be so stubborn?

Five minutes of reckless driving later, he jumped and rushed towards the old, worn out building that served as the Factionless's main shelter, arriving just in time to see a crowd of Factionless forming around something. He shoved some of them out of the way to be able to have a clear view of the commotion.

They came closer and Tris took a fighting stance, trying to stay confident and not freak out for her son's sake, knowing that stress is bad for her unborn child, which was ridiculous since she put herself in that position. Dammit, why do I have to be so stubborn? Tris thought but snapped out of it knowing that it wasn't the time nor place to contemplate her life choices.

Someone grabbed her hands and held them behind her back, roughly. Tris struggled and thrashed, kicking and hitting whatever she came in contact with. Some Factionless shoved her in a pit in the broken road, making her stumble. She tried to get back on her feet only to be stabbed in her shoulder and kicked in her ribs. Tris cried out in pain and then a gunshot rang out near her and the intensity of the pain brought spots to her vision and she struggled to stay awake.

In that moment, she realized that Eric wasn't being petty and jealous. He was trying to protect her and her son. He wasn't wrong and now she just wished she could get one more word. One more kiss or one more loving glance. One more.

Eric noticed a woman, Evelyn, his mind supplied, moving back slowly until she turned and rushed towards the shelter.

Evelyn didn't want anyone suspecting her more than necessary. She had to distract Tobias so he didn't know that Tris was carrying his child.

Seeing a guy stab Tris's shoulder, Eric roughly shoved past the Factionless in his way and rushed towards his stubborn but brave as hell girlfriend. If that was what she was.

Two men stood in his way briefly before he threw them out to the side. He reached Tris just in time to see a bullet get lodged in her thigh and another whiz past her skull. She was in a painful daze, and Eric could see that she was fighting to keep her eyes open. He would've loved to kill all of those bastards who had hurt Tris but looking at her, he knew he had to hurry.

Taking her in his arms, Eric directed a death glare at a few Factionless and a hiding Four who wasn't doing a great job at it and was clearly visible in the light and rushed towards his car. Shots rang out behind them and a few even made contact with his back, the bulletproof vest saved him from any injury as he hurried to get Tris back to the Dauntless infirmary.

When he gently put her in the front passenger seat and tried to buckle her up, her hand shot up and held his.

"Don't leave," Tris pleaded and his heart clenched painfully at hearing her pained voice.

"Stay with me baby. Keep your eyes open. Don't fall asleep Tris," Eric said, taking off his jacket and tying it around her thigh tightly. He then proceeded to take off her jacket and tied it around her injured shoulder to slow down the bleeding. She nodded sleepily, trying her best to do as he asked her to.