DNW chapter 6

Hey guys and gals, early update! Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Divergent, Veronica Roth does and probably has a lot of money, unlike me who has to babysit to earn money for my trip to Africa in 2 summers.

I change into basketball shorts and take my shirt off before climbing in with her, pulling her to my chest and wrapping my arms around her protectively. I kiss her forehead, cheek, tip if her nose, and a soft one on her perfect lips before falling into the darkness of sleep as well.

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Tris's POV

I wake up with strong, tanned arms wrapped around me and think, this is how I want to wake up for the rest of my life. Since practically everyone went to the party last night, and most likely are having hangovers this morning, all work schedules are starting 2 hours late. Meaning that I don't have to see Eric for another 3, since work starts at 11 and it is 8 o'clock right now.

I carefully pry Tobias's arms off of me so I can go shower and make us breakfast. This morning I remember to grab clean clothes to change into after my shower.

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When I walk out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a simple black tanktop, Tobias is still asleep, but he has his arms wrapped around my pillow. I grab my phone and snap a picture of his with his lips slightly parted and a small pool of drool on his black pillow. He is going to be mad when I show everyone this at lunch.

I slip out of the bedroom and go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I only make breakfast on days like this, where we have a long morning before work starts. I pull out the eggs, milk, flour, cinnamon, vanilla extract, bread, and sugar to make french toast. A more flavorful spin off of our childhood breakfast of simple toast.

While I just started soaking the first slice of bread in the egg mixture, the same warm arms wrapped around me in bed embrace me in a hug from behind.

"Hey babe," he whispers in my ear with his husky morning voice.

"Hello," I lean back and kiss his cheek before turning around in his arms. His lips crash against mine before I can say anything else. The way he makes me feel, especially this early in the morning, makes me smile into the kiss, which causes Tobias to pull back and rest his forehead against mine. I open my eyes and they are met with the mesmerizing oceans set in Tobias's eyes.

"How did you sleep?" he asks me, lips slightly brushing against the tip of my nose.

"Good. You?" I ask him.

"Good. What is for breakfast?" he pulls his head back and picks me up, placing me on the opposite countertop.

"French toast, something to remind us of the good parts about our past," I tell him.

"Smells good. I'm gonna go shower, if you want to join," he must not have noticed my semi-wet hair.

"I already showered pervert," I smile at him.

"You can never be too clean," he smirks.

"I have breakfast to finish making for us, unless you want nasty cafeteria food," he obviously sees that I won the conversation.

"Alright," he kisses my forehead before turning around and disappearing into the bedroom, then the bathroom I presume.

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I finished making the last piece of toast at the same time that Tobias came out of the bedroom, clean and dressed in black basketball shorts and black v-neck tshirt.

"Smells good babe," he says as he takes the plate stacked high to the table and sets it in the middle.

"Thanks," I reply, putting away extra ingredients.

"Go sit down and start eating. What do you want to drink?" he takes down two glasses from the cabinet.

"Apple juice please," I say in a little kid voice as I sit down in a chair.

"Alright honey," Tobias says in a motherly, high pitched voice. He takes the big jug of apple juice out of the fridge and pours me a glass. He then proceeds to pour himself a glass of chocolate milk.

"Didn't want coffee this morning?" I ask him as he sets the glasses down and takes a seat infront of me.

"No, you didn't have any and I didn't want to go through the trouble of making only one glass," he smiles and takes a slice of French toast off the plate in the middle.

"I would have had a mug if you wanted some," I told him.

"Tris, your Abnegation is showing again," he points out to me.

"I know, but I can't help it! It just shows up when I'm not trying," I complain to him.

"Conceal, don't feel. Put on a show, make one wrong move and everyone will know," he refers to my Divergence.

"Whatever. Just eat," I tell him, taking a slice of the bread for myself.

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When we finish eating, Tobias takes our plates to the sink and quickly rinses them off as I clean the table and countertops. When he finishes, he waits for me leaning against the counter. I throw away my last wet paper towel and as soon as I turn around, Tobias picks me up and runs through the apartment, coming to a stop in our bedroom.

"Tobias Jacob Eaton, what do you think you are doing?" I ask him, still resting on his shoulder.

"This," he then throws me onto the bed and I bounce up before he jumps onto the bed as well, causing me to fly in the air. When I come back down from my mini flight, I land on Tobias's chest.

We stare into each other's eyes, getting lost in them. I snap out of my daze when the doorbell rings. Who is coming to the apartment at 9:30? Probably Christina to drag me shopping again for some unknown reason.

I open the door, "Hello?"

"Who is there babe?" Tobias calls from the other room.

"Um there isn't anyone out here waiting," I quietly yell back.

"What? Stay put, I'm coming," he jogs into the entryway. "You stay here, I'll take care of it," he kisses my cheek and walks out the door after peaking around the doorframe.

"You can't just leave me here!" I grab shoes and walk in the general direction Tobias went.

When I turn the corner, what I see horrifies me. Marcus Eaton is gripping Tobias's arm tightly, I can see the skin under his fingers turning white.

"Let go of him!" I yell and charge at Marcus.

"No, Tris stop," Tobias yells at me. I immediately halt in my tracks.

"Well, who do we have here?" Marcus asks, looking me up and down, eyes staying at my chest for a little to long for comfort.

"Tris, Four's girlfriend," I tell him, crossing my arms and jutting out my hip.

"Oh, Four has a little girlfriend now does he?" Marcus spits out Tobias's nickname like poison.

"Yeah, he does.." I get cut off by Tobias, who is still being held by the arm.

"Tris, go run, I can handle him," Tobias almost sounds like he is pleading, "just go back to the apartment."

"No, I'm not leaving you with this monster, Tobias," I tell him stubbornly.

"Tris, just please. Do it for me," he begs.

"You told this little slut about your childhood?" Marcus says enraged.

"Yes, I did. I trust her with my life," Tobias hisses at Marcus.

"Does she trust you with her's?" Marcus suddenly lets go of Tobias and lunges at me. I wasn't expecting this, so he caught hold of my wrist before I could get out of the way fast enough.

"Tobias!" I scream.

"Let go of her, now!" Tobias says with his soft yet scary Four voice.

"No, and you will lead me to the apartment, which I presume you share?" he says.

"Yes we do share an apartment, and why would we lead you to it?" Tobias questions.

"Because if you don't, I will whip the both of you right here in this hallway," Marcus states as if he does this everyday.

"Fine," Tobias starts walking, but he takes a left instead of a right where the hallway splits. Marcus doesn't question and just follows behind, dragging me with him.

Tobias stops in front of an unfamiliar door, 221B(Sherlock reference).

"Go on, open the door," Marcus scoffed.

When Tobias reached out to turn the doorknob, it didn't shift when he shook it. I almost let out a gasp as Tobias gave the knob a final shake then the door swung open.

"Get in there, show me around the place," Marcus smiled his fake smile then pushed me into the vacant apartment. I glanced at Tobias and he gave me a face saying, just go with what he says to do. I reply with a tiny head nod.

"You best take your shirt off, if you like it," Marcus says.

"What for?" I ask, my Erudite curiosity showing.

"This is for your own good," suddenly something slams into my back and I fall in my hands and knees. It occurs to me that this is what Tobias went through almost everyday as a child in Abnegation. After a few more whips, I hear Marcus whimper and I roll on my back, wincing then get back onto my hands and knees.

The corners of my vision are starting to go black and blurry as I watch Tobias repeatedly punch Marcus in the face and gut. "Don't ever lay a hand on her again!" Tobias yells just as he sends a final blow to Marcus's head, knocking him out.

I gasp for air and Tobias hears, rushing to my side. "Oh my gosh. Tris are you okay?" he quickly skims my body looking for any obvious breaks or bruises. "I'm gonna take you to the infirmary," Tobias starts to pick me up.

When I'm in his arms, I lightly tap his shoulder then motion for him to lean closer to hear what I'm whispering. "Just take me home, you know how to fix this kind of stuff up," I rasp out.

"Fine," he heads home then enters the apartment, going straight to the bathroom. He sets me in the bathtub and he sits on the edge.

"Tris, I'm so sorry I let him get to you. He took his belt off and memories came flooding back and I was paralyzed until I saw your beautiful face scrunched up in pain," he starts to get choked up again towards the end.

"Tobias, it is fine. He didn't get that many whips in," I tell him. "Now, how do we clean this?"

"Well, your going to have to take your shirt off so I can see your back," he blushes slightly.

"Are you asking me to undress Tobias?" I mock him.

"Only partially," he tells me.

I laugh lightly before taking my tanktop off and place it on the floor next to the bathtub.

Tobias's fingers skim my back, looking in my eyes for any sign of pain. "It doesn't look like the cuts are too deep, there probably won't even be scars when they heal," he says.

"Okay, now what?" I ask him.

"Um, I need you to...um...take your bra off so I can clean them," he stutters and blushes. I am probably blushing too.

"Can you unclip it for me?" I ask. When he does, I keep my hand pressed to the front, keeping the bra clutched against my skin.

Tobias takes a wet washcloth with soap and cleaned the minor cuts on my back. He then takes a healing slave and Band-Aids to cover them, so they don't get infected. When he finishes, he clasps my bra back together and gives me another shirt before lifting me out and carrying me to the bed.

"You know, he didn't hurt my legs, I can walk," I tell him.

"I wouldn't doubt that you couldn't, I just need to hold you. Feel you in my arms, safe," he says.

"I love you," I say.

"I love you more. Forever.."

"And always," I finish.

"Take a nap, I'll call your office and tell them you will be in late," he says.

"Will you stay with me?" I ask.

"Of course," he tucks me in and kisses my forehead before walking out to call in our absences. When he finishes talking on the phone, he comes back in and set his alarm for right before lunch at 1:00. He pulls the covers up and slides into the bed next to me, gently pulling me into his arms careful not to have my back touch anything.

Without my back pressed against him, I feel empty. So I cuddle back into Tobias's chest and he instantly wraps his arms around my waist tighter.

"I will always love you," he whispers in my ear right before I fall asleep.

A/N: thanks for reading! Hoped you liked this chapter, as you can tell I'm better with the fluffy parts more than the violence scenes, but I think I did well. Thanks for previous reviews and any that I get out of this chapter!

~Rachel