A/N:

I am seriously enjoying not having to go to school so can update for you guys. Anyways I never did answer your question Lollylucy; she slapped him because Tobias let Tris get hurt. Ok I'm going to do the story by weeks and bigger number of days. Thanks to NinkSmiley for answering that question. Also thanks for answering my hair and eye color question. Thanks for the follows and favorites and reviews and support! ON WITH THE STORY.

TRIS POV

I slip on my bracelet that Tobias got me a couple weeks ago. It's been a part of my daily routine lately. I refuse to leave without it. It makes me think of the twins which reminds me today would be a month since I found out I was pregnant. It's still kind of weird knowing that I'm going to be a mother, to something that's living. And I have no clue what they might look like. If you were someone else you wouldn't be able to tell that I was pregnant, maybe gaining a little weight but not pregnant. It's more pronounced than usual but it doesn't really stand out. But you would be able to notice my stomach if I wore a tank top which is about 1/3 of my wardrobe.

Today Tobias really wanted to go out and shop for the twins. Since our fight he's been in a really parental mood lately. Which isn't a bad thing but it's really weird. Let's go pick out paint, let's go pick out carriers. He's acting a lot like… a girl. But I kind of like it, he's excited and so am I and a bit nervous.

"Are you ready yet," Tobias asks impatiently. It's going to take me a long time to get used to this.

"Is this the fearless four excited to shop for children," I ask knowing that this will get to him.

"I am only this way around you, you know that," he says in his Four voice.

"And I love both personas," I say pecking him on the cheek. "Alright let's go."

He can't help to keep the smile off his face which brings a smile to my face. To tell you the truth he kind of reminds me of Christina right now but lucky for me Christina hasn't been dragging me to any unwanted shopping trips lately. As we exit our apartment Tobias starts to ask me questions about what we are shopping for.

"Come on now you've been planning these trips for a week now and now you're asking me what we're shopping for," I say aspirated.

"Ok, ok I guess we can start with paint yeah," he says. "What are our color schemes, pink and blue?"

"Are you kidding me, you know I'm not the cliché type so you can cross pink and blue out of the question," I respond

"You got a problem with the color blue," he asks me with his blue intensified stare.

"Well not all blues but in this situation we're not using blue," I tell him. I keep thinking about it until I get a really good idea.

"Hey can I paint the nursery," I ask him.

"Yeah of course but we have to figure out the colors first," he says matter-of-factly.

"No, I kind of have a design in my head that I want to use," I explain to him.

"Ok, design away, so what else do you want to get," he asks me.

"Um, I don't know, we don't have to get everything today since we still have 9 more months," I tell him probably popping his little bubble.

"Yeah that's true, so we could get… cribs I guess," he pauses. "You're right this weird." He says with a chuckle at the end.

"I want to give Shauna and the Pedrad brothers a job," I say.

"Please don't say babysitting I trust Shauna but Zeke and Uriah not such a good idea," he tells me.

"No stupid I want them to paintball the cribs," I say.

"Oh, I bet that would come out amazing," he says with a smile.

"Okay, we can go pick that stuff later because I just remembered that I have a doctor's appointment in," I check my watch. "10 minutes."

"You're just now remembering this," he questions.

"What, I forget things sometimes," I say as I change my direction from the pit to the infirmary.

Ah the infirmary, there's nothing like walking into a disinfected death bed. But I kind of like the infirmary, Sometimes I can catch Marlene in here when she isn't busy. She usually works behind the desk but she told me recently that she was promoted and now I only catch her a few times behind the desk. I walk up to the sign in/sign out desk. Behind the desk sits Dr. Ellie with her blue died tips. It suits her, not very doctor like but it works. Before she notices me she is flipping through incident reports in a folder. She finally glances up.

"Oh hey Tris, ready for your appointment," she asks me.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I pause. "Hey whatever happened to Dr. Lopez, I haven't had her as a doctor in a while now."

"Actually if you didn't know I'm taking over as your Obstetrician for now on, Dr. Lopez is tracking the development of your children and the development of the injections you were given," she explains.

"Is it developing, the injections I mean," I say fear lacing my words. I lay my hand on my pronounced stomach.

"So far she hasn't seen any development, it's looking good actually," she says with a smile. I can't help but to give a relived sigh. I'm glad everything is going smoothly. Well as smoothly as a pregnancy that started with an injection can go.

"Alright let's go ahead and head back," she says as she stands up from the rolling chair behind the desk. This time we are in a different room from when I was punched by Eric. Uhh just thinking about him gives me the chills. But there is one question that keeps pondering over and over in head. If I wasn't captured by Eric the twins would have never existed. So do I thank him or do I hate him? I mean I know I hate him nothing will change that but I love the twins and it gets kind of confusing of what I support. It is possible for me to hate somebody but love the things that they made? I'll have to ask Tobias what he thinks about it later.

"Go ahead and get comfortable I have to talk to Dr. Lopez about something," Dr. Ellie says as she exits the room.

"Hey, Tobias..."

This was kind of a filler chapter but hey what are you going to do? Still put in your hair and eye color choices, please. Ok I realized that you can't tell genders until about 16 weeks to 20 weeks. But since Divergent is a dystopian novel let's just say that technology is advanced. I really do enjoy updating more often but I'm starting to get stressed. Not with the story but with a book I'm writing. I would type some stuff down and think it sounds good then read over it again and it would sound childish. It gets a little overwhelming. I mean I have great ideas but uhh. PM me review, favorite and follow. QOTD: what is your favorite forum on Fanfiction? Until next time…

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