Tris' POV
Time has gone so fast. I'm due any day. I'm scared. I'm scared of the pain. Somehow I have convinced Tobias to let me go to the general hospital when I go into labor. That way my mother can be there for me. Plus, Caleb can wait for me and not feel uncomfortable.
I sit in the living room and I feel a pool in my eyes. I seem to cry ever time I think of the pain. I hear Tobias walk in the door.
"I'm home Tris. Everything alright with my two girls?" He says smiling.
"Yeh." I croak. He smiles at me and then steps closer to me.
"Are you worried about the pain again?" He says. I nod in response. He kisses the top of my head. "Think about the result, not about how we are getting there." God. I want him. I can't every let him go. I stand up and walk into our baby's room.
The walls are painted a pale yellow. To the left of the door is a wooden cot that has a matching wardrobe and chest of drawers. Also, to match there is a rocking chair in the left hand corner of the room which has a blanket draped over the back. I can't wait to place my baby down in this room. I can't let this baby be too Dauntless. Tobias and I need to let her choose her own path, in her own faction. We have already spoken about this. We wont dress the baby completely in black like most factions think we would. The Dauntless are strange when it comes to newborn babies. Every child past 5 normal dress in black and reds. However, the babies seem to be dressed in any color. Babies seem to be the weakness of Dauntless. Most babies are dressed in pastel blues and pink, no matter who their parents are.
A few hours later I clamber into bed next to Tobias. I feel a twinge in my lower back but dismiss it. They have been stalking me all day. I am currently used to them.
I awake with a start, I sit up. This is the 5th time I have woken up. The pain has been stupid. Why haven't I woken Tobias? I don't even know. As I am sat there I notice I am surrounded in a pools of what looks like urine. I haven't have I? I feel a nudge at my side and Tobias awakes. He looks down and then looks at me. Then he looks back down.
"Tris, that's not what you think it is. It's your water. It's broken." He suddenly jumps into action. I had no idea he knew so much. "Tris, why the hell didn't you wake me?"
I drift off into a daze. I'm going to have a baby any time now. I'm not ready. I can't. I can't. I can't.
I'm drowning.
