A few, as in nine, months later...

Tris POV:

I'm just finishing my shift at the tattoo parlor when Peter walks in. "Hey Tori," he says.

"What do you want?"

"A tattoo what else?"

"Where? Pick one fast, shop's closing in 10."

"Gosh, girl, no need to be so grouchy. I just want some flames added to the ones on my bicep." He takes his shirt off and flexes his muscle in front of some girls getting piercings.

"Oh, he's so hot!" they say.

I roll my eyes.

"What was that, stiff?"

Luckily Tori defends me, "Peter, cut the smart talk or you're out."

"Grouchy, grouchy. You know what, Tori, I don't need a tattoo anymore. I need a little adrenaline rush." He tries to punch me, but I duck, and hook my leg around his knee. He falls to the ground and I sit on him. Now the girls that admired him shake their heads and walk off.

I walk into the dining hall with a limp. Peter didn't like the rejection from the girls and sitting on him didn't help.

"Tris? Why are you limping?"

"Oh, hey Tobias. Peter just went in as Tori and I were closing shop and decided to beat me up."

"Stupid bastard."

"It's fine. I'm dauntless, aren't I?"

"Forever and always."

"So, the initiates are going to be coming soon."

"You are signed up to help train the transfers, right?"

I nod. Tobias puts his arm around me as Peter walks up to us.

"Enjoy the fight stiff?"

I don't respond.

"That's a little rude. Didn't your stiff parents tell you it's polite to respond?"

And Tobias does just that. I hear him roar and the next thing I know, he's beating the crap out of Peter.

"What's going on?" I hear Christina say.

"Peter ticked off Four and now he's beating him up," I respond.

"Um, okay," then she diverts her attention back to Will, "Will! Come on, we need to go shopping!"

I look apologetically at Will even though he looks as if he's used to this.

"What for, Christina?"

"Oh, come on Will! The sheets I have do not match the freshly painted wall in my bedroom."

They walk away, and Tobias is still beating up Peter. I try to pull him off. "Four, I think that Peter is beat up plenty for today."

"Fine. But remember Peter, I have my eye on you. If you do as much as lay a finger on Tris, I'll make sure that you are a goner faster than you can say I didn't mean it."

"I didn't mean it."

Tobias punches his balls and Peter is soon on the ground, asking someone to help him get up.