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Chapter 43

Tris P.O.V

The sun shines through the windows, lighting the whole apartment. I stand looking out of one of the windows in our living room. The wall size window over looks our city, I see the Pier, the giant Ferris Wheel, what a site for sore eyes.

I take a deep breath taking it all in. I hear the laughter from our daughter, playing just feet away from me. Hands snake their way around my waist, finding a resting spot around my swollen stomach. My hands clasp his hands with the familiar sound of metal on metal. When I look down our silver bands are tapping each other's.

"Any day now!" Tobias says lowering his lips to my ear.

"Can't wait to meet him. Our little boy." I say.

"I love you Tris!" He says softly while kissing my neck.

Something hard bangs against the front door, drawing our attention. I quickly go for Abigail wanting to have her close. But there's no time, the door breaks off the hings. Smoke breaks through the doorway, and in images the one person I hoped never to see again. Eric.

Eric smirks evil, while raising a gun to my family. Before I could react, I see Tobias jump in front of the gun. I hear the gun go off, then Tobias falls to the ground. I stare at his lifeless body as he lays in a pool of his own blood.

Eric doesn't waste any time, he points the gun at Abigail. I m frozen in place, another shot goes off and Abigail is no longer is sitting up playing with her toys.

I glance back at Eric my hand finds the spot where just a few moments earlier I felt the warmth of Tobias' hand. Eric lifts his gun and points it at my swollen stomach, and all I can do is close my eyes and pray for my family.

"See Stiff, I finally win." Eric says.

"Tris, Tris, wake up please! Love, it's just a nightmare." I hear a male voice say. I feel the touch of gentle, warm hands on my shoulders shaking me gently. My eyes pop open, taking in the room. I am in my bed , and Abigail is in her crib asleep. I sit up slowly in my bed, trying to catch my heavy breathing. The hands that were on my shoulders are no longer there, but one hand is rubbing circles on my back trying to comfort me.

"Tris, is was just a dream. Your OK. Your safe." Tobias says almost in a whisper.

"It was just so real." I say tears starting to run down my cheeks.

"I know, I get those too. It's ok, your here, safe and sound." Tobias says trying to comfort me.

I feel the bed shifting has Tobias sits on the edge of the bed, facing me. He wipes my tears with his thumbs. "Do you want to talk about it? Might help." He says in a comforting whisper.

"It's just... we were so happy. We were married, Abigail was older and playing. We were pregnant with a boy." My hands find my stomach, as if to feel the life that was growing inside me. "Then Eric... he...he had a gun. He... shot you both of you first... and then me." Remembering the dream brought more emotions to bay that I couldn't fight anymore. Sobs escaped my mouth, while I leaned into Tobias. He doesn't hesitate, I feel instantly his arms wrap around me.

"Shh, Tris. It's OK. Your OK, I'm OK, Abigail is OK. I promise you, Eric can't hurt you or us anymore." Tobias says. I feel his lips at my ears, the feels of his breath at my neck sending shivers down my spine.

Suddenly all I can think about are his lips, and the feel of his hands. The safeness of his arms.

"You know how I know this?" He says. "Because I was there, I put the bullet in his brain. Zeke shot David. Those two can't hurt anyone any more. I promise you." He says letting me go just enough to look at me in the eyes. I nod, not trusting my own words. I glance down from his eyes to his lips and then back up to his eyes. Not caring if this is the worst moment for this, just needing to feel him closer right now then he already is. I lean closer to him, glancing back and forth between his eyes and his mouth. He takes my signal and meets me half way, hesitate at first. He brushes his lips softly against mine, and I feel the instant electrical jolts rush through me. Desire starts to creep through me, wanting more then what he is giving. My right hand tangle into his hair pressing him closer to me, my other hand around his neck.

His one arm wrap around my lower back while the other hand is high up my back pulling me into him. Our lips moving in sync with each other making the kiss turn from a soft brush into a fever hard kiss. All too soon I feel him slowing our kiss, as I earn for more. This kiss was not frightening, it was filled with love and devotion, lust and hunger. Everything that I hoped love would be.

"You should get some sleep. Abigail will be up in a couple of hours." Tobias says kissing me once more.

"Would you... stay with me? Please!" I ask not wanting to be alone.

"Of course." He says claiming into bed next to me pulling the covers over us. He lays on his back allowing me to slide next to him. I lean my head against his chest with my right hand resting on his stomach. Tobias wraps his arm around my waste and rest his chin on the top of my head.

"I'll always be here. Good night Tris." He says almost a whisper.

"Thank you. Good night Tobias."

Tobias P.O.V

It's an amazing feeling having Tris so close to me,wrapped in my arms. It feels beyond amazing, it feels right. Tris scared me, when I heard her yelling and whimpering in her sleep. I thought someone had broken in, she was hurt, or worst. Thankfully it was a nightmare, but it still worries me that Eric still has this power over us, over her. Will he always hold this power over us? Maybe it would be wise for Tris to seek out help? If she won't talk to me.. She should talk to someone. Maybe Christina?

I'm beyond amazed at the progress our relationship has headed today, so much we have shared. To end with a passionate, over the top kiss. I know she wanted more, or hell I wanted more. But on so many levels I felt it was right to stop.

How can I even begin to think about more... She still needs to see a Doctor. Yes, I know she seems a lot better and stronger. But I wouldn't want to mess anything up. That would just kill me if I hurt her like that.

On too of which, I want both of us to be ready to take the next step together and for the right reasons. Not just because she was scared, or had a night mare. I would feel like I would be taking advantage of her and the situation and that's not how I want it to be.

I'm more then content having Tris lay here in my arms. This for me, is close enough for now.

She said that she had a nightmare. She said we were married, she was pregnant again, and Abigail was older. Does that mean she would want more kids in the future? Not that I would mind. If Tris wanted to, I would be more than happy to have as many kids as she wanted. As long as we are a team, we can face anything.

Marriage? Honestly until Tris came into my life, I never thought about getting married... I thought I was too broken, not worthy of someone's love. I never expected to fall for a woman, but when I met Tris and I wasn't broken anymore. I was complete. I want to spend every minute of every day next to her for the rest of my life. She is mine and I am hers... Its always been this way. I'm just surprise that after everything that has happen she could even dream of that. She should be scared, should be terrified of me. They wanted her to fear me, to run away from me. Yet here she is trusting me to keep her safe in my arms. Our daughter just feet away safe,sleeping in her crib. Could I ask for anything more right now? Do I even have that right?

I start to hear someone store in their bed, I turn my head to see little hands waving in the air. My heart stretches every time I see this little Angel. I slowly and carefully untangle myself from Tris, and make my way to the crib. There lies the most gorgeous girl waiting for her attention she so craves. My little Angel, just a few weeks old and already has her Daddy wrapped around her little finger. I take her carefully into my arms, I can't stop looking at her. I am in love with my daughter. I decide after changing her diaper that she doesn't look too hungry yet, and the idea of swaying comes to mind. I place her against my chest and sway us side to side. Abigail seems content to the movement, she doesn't make a sound. Thoughts of getting a rocking chair, comes to mind. We do this for a few minutes, feeling the happiness of having this little precious Angel in my arms. But I know I will have to surrender her to her mother. Tris hasn't bumped enough breast milk yet for me to feed her. I go sit on the edge of the bed carefully holding Abigail I place one hand on Tris' shoulder and lightly shake her.

"Tris, Love. Tris, Abigail is hungry." I say gently. Tris opens her eyes slowly and rises to a sitting position. She takes our daughter from me, and I help make sure they are both comfortable.

I notice Tris doesn't bother to cover herself up for once. It amazes me how comfortable she does feel around me. How in just two weeks times, so many things have changed. I sit next to them watching our daughter take in her nutrients, caressing her forehead with my thumb. I feel Tris rest her head on my shoulder, I wrap my arm around Tris shoulder to more support and comfort.

Can things get any better then this? I wonder.