Tori and Tris

by secretkeeper0024

Tori is a resistance fighter, part of a secret alliance within Dauntless against their tyrannical Leadership Group. Tris is a struggling initiate with a powerful secret. With Eric stacking the deck against Tris, Tori provides with secret training sessions. Can Tori and the Alliance keep Tris alive long enough to pass the final test or will she lose the love of her life. Complete.

24. Chapter 24 - Prologue

Chapter Twenty Four - Prologue

"Tori, Tori?" Tris was peering closely at our burgeoning sunflower seedling, beckoning me to the window. "Darling, what do you think this is?" I stood by her, screwing up my face in an effort to make sense of what I was seeing, "I don't know, get a fork or something." Tris raced to the kitchen and returned with a long handled fork and began cautiously digging at the foreign object that appeared to be growing out of the soil.

I tipped the jar gingerly to one side so Tris could get a good angle. She managed to loosen the soil about it, get a tyne under part of it, carefully prying it away from the seedling - a gold band slipped onto the fork and Tris stared at it utterly astounded. "Look" she said as though I could have missed seeing it, I stood the jar back in its original position.

I moved around behind Tris and wrapped my arms around her and kissed her neck, "You suggested getting married and planting flowers." She turned in my arms "You did this?" having only just comprehended that the ring hadn't made its way into the jar by accident. She shook and blew the soil clear, looked closely at the ring, put it on her engagement finger and a beautiful smile spread over her face. She had no words. "You don't mind that it's not new?" She put her arms around my neck and looked at it again over my shoulder, she shook her head. "I just like the idea that we will become a part of the heritage of this ring - inheriting the love of past wearers and infusing our love in it for the next couple."

"That's really lovely, Tori. I can't believe you planned this, its, its…" I briefly consider whether my ability to render Tris speechless was going to be rather hampered going forward, whether I may have just exhausted my capacity for pulling rabbits out of my hat. But I couldn't give the matter too much further thought because I became rather preoccupied. Tris kissed me, pouring into her kiss all the love and appreciation she felt for me, all the gratitude and hope she felt for life more generally.