A/N: Hey guys! First off, I am so so so sorry for such a long wait. I feel so bad about it. But my laptop wouldn't connect to the internet and Microsoft Word kept crashing on my computer and I was just getting extremely frustrated. Also, I was extremely stuck trying to write this wedding. Thank you so much to all who offered to help, you guys are beyond amazing.

But I'm not going to write it right now. I'm sorry, I know so many of you are going to be disappointed but I can't do it. I feel like I'm forcing the writing and that's not how I like to write, it usually just flows from me. So no, I'm not writing the wedding right now because it will be forced and boring and badly written, maybe I'll return to it and write it later but I just can't do it. So instead, they're just going to have a long engagement. Again, I'm so sorry, don't hate me.

Anyway, while I was gone for church camp, my nieces came in my room and lost/ruined a lot of my stuff… Including some bookmarks, book jackets, and my multifandom necklace, and dauntless necklace. I also had an outline written for these one-shots but my nieces also lost that so I'll have to wing it from memory… Anyway, as you can probably guess, I'm upset about all that. But I will not burden you with my complaining further. I reached 100 reviews while I was gone! That is so amazing, you guys are outstanding and so inspiring! I hope you enjoy this new one-shot and I'm so sorry for the long wait and probably the disappointment!

Tris' POV

"Christina, can I talk to you? Alone?" I whisper to her as I sit beside her on the couch. It's been a few weeks since Tobias and I moved into our new house, and since we got Jake. We both decided to come over to visit all of our friends today since we no longer have the pleasure of seeing them every day. Everyone else is currently in the kitchen, making food for themselves.

Christina looks around in confusion, "We're already pretty much alone."

I shake my head and grab her hand, dragging her to the room that was mine when I lived here. I push her towards the bed and she sits down while shooting me a confused glance.

"Tris, what's wrong with you today? You've been so quiet and now you're acting all weird. No offense," Christina says.

I shrug, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. Christina rises from the bed and walks towards me. She puts her hands on my shoulders and says calmly, "Deep breaths. It's all going to be okay. Now sit down and tell me what has got you freaking out."

I nod, breathing deeply while sitting down on the bed. She sits down beside me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and I lean into her.

"I think I might be pregnant," I mumble.

"What!?" She exclaims, turning to look at my face. I see her wide, shocked eyes and slack jaw. "Are you serious, Tris?"

I shrug, "I'm not positive…"

"So you haven't taken a test or anything yet?"

I shake my head. Christina breathes deeply, rubbing my shoulder soothingly, "Okay, let's go to the store and get a few tests. Then, we'll go to your house to take them so there's no one to question what's going on. We'll figure out the rest later."

I nod and we both stand up, walking out to the living room. "Tris and I are going shopping! We'll be back soon!" Christina shouts to everyone as we walk out the front door. Christina goes to her car and I follow, climbing in the passenger side.

She drives to the nearest store and parks the car. "You can stay in the car and I'll get them."

I nod with a relieved smile. I really did not want to be seen buying pregnancy tests for some reason. Maybe I'm scared of running into someone I know in the store, although it is pretty unlikely.

About five minutes later, I see Christina exit the store with a plastic bag. She gets in the car and puts the bag on top of the middle console. Then she begins the drive to my house.

When we get there, I unlock the house and walk in with Christina right behind me. She hands me the bag without a word and I take it with shaking hands. I walk to the bathroom and take the three tests out of the bag, placing them on the counter. I read the directions and follow them precisely.

When I'm done, I put all three of the little sticks on the bathroom counter and call Christina into the room. She comes immediately, glancing at the counter, "Alright, now we wait five minutes."

I slide down the wall until I'm sitting on the cold, hard bathroom floor with my face in my hands. Christina sighs before sitting down beside me and hugging me close. "It'll be okay, Trissy," She tells me.

"But how do you know?" I demand. "What if I'm actually pregnant? What am I supposed to do? What if T– Four leaves me?"

"Okay okay okay, deep breaths. First of all, Four would never leave you so get that thought out of your pretty little head right now. Second of all, we'll figure it out. I'll help you, that's what I'm here for," Christina explains slowly and calmly.

I nod, breathing deeply as she suggested. After about a minute of just my heavy breathing, Christina says, "They should be ready by now."

She glances at me uncertainly, "Do you want to look or do you want me to look first and tell you?"

I sigh, contemplating. "Why don't we look at the same time?" I suggest. She nods and we both stand up with our eyes closed.

"On three," Christina says. "One. Two. Three."

I open my eyes and quickly scan the counter. I look closely at the first test which has one red line. The second test has one red line also. The third and last test says in clear words pregnant.

"What does one red line mean?" I say, without a trace of hope.

Christina turns to me with a guarded expression, "Tris, you're pregnant."

And that's when I lose it. I fall to the floor, face in my hands and tears streaming down my cheeks. Christina sits down beside me again, dragging me into her side and running her hand through my hair soothingly.

"What am I going to do, Chris? I don't know how to be a parent. And I don't know how I'm supposed to tell Four," I say through my obnoxious crying.

"You'll figure it out and you know where I am when you need me. Now come on, we need to get going before people get suspicious," She tells me quickly but not unkindly.

I nod and we shove all the trash into the bag before throwing it into the trashcan in the kitchen. Then I lock the front door and we get in Christina's car, driving back to her house.

When we get there, I walk in and immediately see Tobias sitting on the couch, as well as everyone else sitting around the living room. Christina immediately sits beside Will but I stand nervously near the door. Tobias looks at me with a smile and pats his lap for me to come sit but I sit on the arm rest beside him instead. He looks at me, confused but otherwise doesn't say anything about it.

"So where did you and Christina go?" He asks conversationally.

I only shrug because I never thought of an excuse. He looks confused and slightly worried but doesn't question it further.

On the off chance that Tobias does decide to leave me, I'd rather try to cut off most contact right now. Thinking about my predicament, my hand instinctively drifts to my stomach.

"Does your stomach hurt?" Tobias asks, concerned. I open my mouth to say no but then figure that it is a pretty good excuse so instead, I nod.

He turns to the rest of our friends, clearing his throat, "Tris and I are going to head home now, it was good to see you guys."

We both stand up and head towards the door, waving goodbye to our friends. We get in the car without a word and I wonder why he's being so quiet, but I don't say anything to break the silence.

When we get home, he parks the car and we walk inside after he unlocks the front door. He goes to our bedroom and I follow him hesitantly. He sits down on the bed without a word and pats the spot beside him. I walk over and silently sit down on the bed, but as far away from his as I can get.

He turns and just stares at me for a few minutes, observing me and I begin to fidget under his gaze.

"What's wrong with you today, Tris?" He asks with slightly furrowed eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?" I respond, trying to be nonchalant even though this situation is anything but.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. You've barely talked all day, you won't let me touch you and you won't even come near me. Did I do something wrong?" Tobias asks with a heartbreaking expression of hurt.

And that's when I begin to cry again. Mentally, I blame the hormones for all the crying. Tobias doesn't really react to the crying, his face only looks more pained.

"You didn't do anything wrong," I hiccup out through my sobs.

"Then why are you acting like this?" He asks, his voice slightly cracking. He slowly moves towards me like I'm a wild animal and tries to put an arm around me. And for the first time today, I let him do it. He drags me into his lap and holds me tightly, murmuring sweet nothings in an attempt to calm me down. I only cry harder.

"Tris, please. Tell me what's wrong," Tobias begs.

I wipe my nose and sniffle, trying to stop the unbearable sobs that are wracking my body. I look up at him and his hurt expression makes my heart squeeze. "But what if you leave me?" I whisper brokenly.

Tobias grows completely still, staring at me in shock with his jaw dropped. After a moment, he closes his mouth and looks at me sternly. "Do you actually think I could ever leave you? For any reason?" He demands.

That throws me off a bit but I hesitantly nod. His expression immediately transforms into one of anger, "Beatrice Prior, after all the times I told you I love you, and that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, hell, after I proposed to you, how could you ever think that I would leave you?"

A sob escapes me once again and I try to say through my ugly crying, "But you don't know the reason yet."

"And I don't care what the reason is. I don't care if you grew another leg, I still wouldn't leave you. Just tell me what's wrong and we'll figure out, Trissy. I promise," Tobias tells me, gently running his fingers down the side of my face soothingly.

I sniffle again, "But I don't know how to tell you."

He seems to think for a moment before saying, "How about we play sort-of-charades? You try to mime it out and I try to guess it. Does that sound better?"

I giggle a little because it sounds ridiculous but it certainly sounds better than having to blurt it out, so I nod.

"Okay, go ahead and start," Tobias says.

I think for a moment before indicating to my breasts to represent breast feeding a baby.

Tobias watches, completely confused before his face turns to one of horror, "You don't have breast cancer, do you?"

I shake my head vigorously and he relaxes. Okay, so maybe that wasn't the best idea. Instead, I pat my stomach to indicate where the baby is.

"You're allergic to Dauntless Cake?" Tobias gasps dramatically. I can't help but laugh at his attempt to lighten the mood.

I shake my head, thinking of something that will give it away. Then I make a cradle with my arms and gently rock them, as if I were trying to put a baby to sleep.

"Baby? Are you rocking a baby?" He inquires, confused.

I nod and hold out the pretend-baby to him. His nose crinkles in confusion before realization dawns on his face.

"You're pregnant?" He whispers with wide eyes. I nod, biting my lip to keep the tears at bay.

He doesn't say anything for a long time and I begin to hyperventilate. What if he does leave me? He said he wouldn't but he could change his mind easily.

But then, Tobias smiles. "I'm going to be a dad?" He murmurs.

I nod nervously, not understanding his reaction. But then he swings me into his arms and stands up, spinning me in circles and I can't help but laugh.

After a minute or so, he puts me down and just smiles at me. I grin back at him and he kisses me hard for a brief second.

"How could you think I would leave you because of that, Tris?" Tobias asks.

I shrug helplessly, "Can I just blame the hormones?"

"But you definitely took it better than I expected," I point out appraisingly.

"I can't believe it was so hard for you to tell me," He says with an earnest smile.

"Hey, it's hard being the girl! I have to deal with all these hormones, figure out how to tell the father, and carry a baby around for nine months. I'd like to see you try," I tell him defensively.

He holds his hands up surrender with a goofy grin, "I know you do a lot and I love you, of course. And I love you, little dude," He adds, addressing my stomach.

"It could be a girl, you know," I point out.

"But then I have to deal with dating," Tobias whines.

I laugh, "Yes, I have a feeling you'll play the overprotective dad role very well."

He places one hand on my stomach and the other on the back of my neck. "I love you," He murmurs against my lips and then he kisses me lovingly.

The moment is nothing less than perfect.

A/N: Okay, so I hope this long chapter made up for the long wait… I honestly feel terrible about it so if you don't hate me, please reassure me of that. And also, I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to hear your favorite parts of this chapter. I had some fun writing it. Thank you for reading and I love you guys so so so much! (: