Heyyyyy! Chapter 3! Making that DECISION!

Disclaimer- I don't own Divergent but I want to own Tobias!

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After an uneventful day at work, where I only had a few customers, I head to the training room to work out. There is a proper gym available in The Pit, but I prefer the quiet, calming atmosphere of te empty training room. Some people would find it un-nerving, but I find it exhilarating.

As I work out, I hear a noise behind me. I whip round and there is Tobias, standing there with a back pack and my jacket in his hand. I grin and run flat out into his arms. I have already decided not to tell him about the incident this morning, so when he murmurs in my ear what happened today, I just shake my head and kiss him, as he deepens the kiss, so do I. He nibbles my bottom lip carefully, asking for entrance. I give it to him. As his hand slides up my tank top, I try to ignore it, but as his hand comes up to the bottom of my sports-bra, I pull away. I sigh and give him a hug "I'm so sorry!" I sob into his shoulder. "Shhh, its ok love. I can wait. I have waited all these years, what makes you think I am going to stop now, hmm?" Tobias tells me as he pulls me of his chest and rubs my tears away. "You mean you haven't…" "No, I haven't, and I don't want to if you're not comfortable with it. I understand, ok?" He interrupts. "I love you Toby." "I love you to Trissy, and I have a surprise for you. I realized earlier as you rushed to work that we have never had a proper date, and so we are having a picnic." "A picnic? Is that something Dauntless do? I thought that was more Amity." I question mockingly, trying to wipe my tear away. "Yes it is a bit like the Amity, but we are going to add a Dauntless twist to it. Come on, I got your jacket, and I even got permission to leave the compound." Tobias tells me.

We walk to the train and jump on. We sit in silence, me leaning on his shoulder and holding each others hand. The silence is not awkward, as we look out at the stars, shining brightly in the distance. When we jump of, Tobias pulls out something that looks like a sleeping mask. I giggle when I see that it is hot pink and covered in sequins. "Don't judge, I had to borrow it off of Christina. I reluctantly put it on. Tobias leads me, and I try not to stumble. "I mentally scold myself and my clumsy feet. "I would like to experience this 'date' phenomenon." He walks backward, and then tells me to take of the mask. I take it off and see that he is walking towards a mammoth metal structure at the other end of the lawn, and I follow him. "Before you, I only went on group dates, and they were usually a disaster. They always ended up with Zeke making out with whatever girl he intended to make out with, and me sitting in awkward silence with some girl that I had somehow offended in some way early on."

"You're not very nice," I say, grinning.

"You're one to talk."

"Hey, I could be nice if I tried."

"Hmm." He taps his chin. "Say something nice, then."

"You're very good-looking."

He smiles, his teeth a flash in the dark. "I like this 'nice' thing."

We reach the end of the lawn. The metal structure is larger and stranger up close than it was from far away. It's really a stage, and arcing above it are massive metal plates that curl in different directions, like an exploded aluminium can. We walk around one of the plates on the right side to the back of the stage, which rises at an angle from the ground. There, metal beams support the plates from behind. Tobias secures his backpack on his shoulders and grabs one of the beams. Climbing.

"This feels familiar," I say. One of the first things we did together was scale the Ferris wheel, but that time it was me, not him, who compelled us to climb higher.

I push up my sleeves and follow him. I hold most of my weight with my arms and try to push with my feet whenever possible. I look down at the tangle of bars beneath me and beyond them, the ground, and laugh.

Tobias climbs to a spot where two metal plates meet in a V, leaving enough room for two people to sit. He scoots back, wedging himself between the two plates, and reaches for my waist to help me when I get close enough. I don't really need the help, but I don't say so—I am too busy enjoying his hands on me.

He takes a blanket out of his backpack and covers us with it, then produces two plastic cups.

"Would you like a clear head or a fuzzy one?" he says, peering into the bag.

"Um . . ." I tilt my head. "Clear. I think we have some things to talk about, right?"

"Yes."

He takes out a small bottle with clear, bubbling liquid in it, and as he twists open the cap, says, "I stole it from the Erudite kitchens. Apparently it's delicious."

He pours some in each cup, and I take a sip. Whatever it is, it's sweet as syrup and lemon-flavored and makes me cringe a little. My second sip is better.

"Things to talk about," he says.

"Right… You first" I reply. "Tris, what happened this morning?" I almost spit my drink out. "W-w-hat do mean?" I splutter. "Tris, I saw Peter coming out of the tattoo parlour on my way to the control room this morning. I want to know what he wanted." "He was just being his usual self, calling me a stiff and whatnot. I just ignored him and told him to get out. He left." I say. Tobias has a look of hurt in his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me, I knew something was off and I asked you, and yet you still didn't say!" I retaliate with this "I have other things to worry about, and I didn't want you to worry about me." The hurt vanishes from his eyes. "What are you worried about? If it is about the initiates coming in a few months, then don't worry, I mean you had the best trainer didn't you? Please tell me Tris!" he asks.

I turn to look at Tobias. "Toby…" I start. Tobias looks worried. "What Tris, what's wrong?" He asks frantically. I take a big breath "Toby… I want kids."

Sorry for the little cliff-hanger! Not updating until I reach 6 reviews because this is a long chapter. I took some of this from 'Allegiant' but altered it to fit the story. Only about 440 out of 1190 of these words are taken though. Sorry if this offends someone!