Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, sadly, that Veronica Roth has created. I also don't own the Divergent Trilogy.
A/N: My email was blown up after the last chapter with reviews, but I am not complaining because I love to have reviews.
Enjoy!
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~Seven Months Later~
He was born two months early. He had a rare blood disease. It scared all of them. His lungs haven't fully developed. It's like their last one got the worst of all the genes.
"Is he going to be okay?" Tris asks the nurse who is changing his IV out.
"We have premature all the time," the nurse informs her. "The blood disease is a scare to all of us."
"How long does he have to stay in here?" Tobias asks her.
"As long as it takes for him to develop the rest of his lungs," she shrugs, pulling her arms out of the box that holds there baby boy. She smiles at the two and makes her way to the other couple, who can't be any older than teenagers.
"I don't get it, what happened?" Tris, not looking up from the tank that holds the baby boy.
"The doctor told me that this happens all the time," Tobias assures her and she looks at him with a wary look. He wraps an arm around her shoulders and gives her squeeze of reassurance.
"What going to happen?" she asks, leaning against Tobias. He shrugs and kisses her head.
"I don't know, babe," he says softly into her head. "I don't know."
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"Momma," Cale smiles and runs toward Tris, who smiles and leans down to pick him up. Gray and Natalie follow after him.
"Hi, baby," she smiles and kisses his head before he sets him down and moves to Grey, doing the same thing.
"Hi mommy," Natalie, who is now almost 7, smiles and runs toward Tris. "Where's my baby brother?"
"Honey, he doesn't feel good right now," she says and runs a hand through her hair.
"What's the matter with him?" she asks.
"Well, he really just doesn't feel very good, honey." Tobias answers for Tris.
"Oh, okay. Well, can I see him?" Natalie asks, looking up at Tris and Tobias. Tris smoothes down Cale's hair and smiles while he coos at her before she nods to Natalie.
"Come on, Grey," Tobias grunts, picking the boy up. "Come on, baby."
She smiles and takes his extended hand and they start to walk down the hall toward where the new baby awaits. Tris smiles and picks up Cale.
"Momma," he laughs and clap his hands together. She laughs with him and walks behind the rest of them. Tobias was walking a couple of feet ahead of them and so he was in the room first. "Momma?"
"What?" she looks over to him.
"Where's ma' brudder?" he asks her.
"He's right over here," she says and sets him in front of the tank that holds the sleeping baby.
"What's the madder wit' 'im?" he asks her, placing his hands next to the baby's head.
"He's sick right now," Natalie tells her little brother, who nods and looks at his own little brother.
"David," Tris whispers and Tobias' head snaps up.
"What did you say?" Tris looks up at him.
"Conor, that's his name," she smiles and he returns her smile.
"Why?"
She shrugs. "I don't know. I like the name."
"I like it, too," he agrees and nods, kissing her head. "His name's Connor Andrew."
She smiles at him and looks at the tank containing the baby, now Connor. "Connor Andrew."
X~X~X
"C'mon momma," Tris laughs and follows Natalie down the hospital halls. "I want to see Connor."
"Honey, slow down," she says and runs after her and towards the viewing room. Tobias is already waiting there with baby Connor sleeping in his arms and the twins playing together on the floor.
"Connor!" Natalie exclaims and runs towards Tobias and her new little brother. Tris coos when Connor opens his eyes and lets out a small yawn.
"Give me my baby," she says, taking the small child from her husband and holding it to her chest and giving him a small kiss on his forehead. "Hi, Connor."
"Are we all checked out?" he asks her and pulls Gray up from the floor and into his arms to cradle him against his chest.
"Yep, and they gave us a prescription so when we get home one of us needs to get that from the infirmary," Tris tells him while she picks up the baby bag.
"I'll get it, you're still exhausted," he says taking Cale by the hand. Natalie follows him in front of Tris with a small hop in her step.
"Thank you, hon," she sighs and looks down at Connor. By now he has fallen asleep again and is curled into Tris chest. "Toby, do you have that hat they gave us?"
"Yea, here," he hands the small knit cap to her. Tris adjusts the hat on her baby's head.
"Let's go home."
X.X.X
"Honey, let's go to bed okay?" Tris asks Natalie later that night. Natalie Belle nods and stands. Gray, Cale and Connor were already asleep in their cribs and Natalie had school tomorrow. So, it was time for the oldest to go to bed. Tris stands and pick the small girl up, carrying her to her room and tucking her into bed. "I love you, little bit."
"I love you, too mommy," she smiles and Tris gives her a small kiss on the forehead and stands. Before she closes the door, though, there is a sudden wave of exhaustion stops her. "Are you okay, momma?"
"Yeah, baby. Got to sleep," she tells her with deep breaths to keep her from fainting in front of the seven year old. "You have school tomorrow."
"Okay, momma," she smiles and turns over. Tris finally closes the door, leaving it open just a crack. She leans against the wall while she tries to get to the master bedroom. Tobias still wasn't home from the infirmary and she really needed him right now. It takes a century, or what feels like a century, for her to finally get to her bed. She sighs and falls back into the king sized bed. Burying herself into her comforter and setting her head on the pillow and letting herself fall asleep. The last thing she hears is the front door opening and the sound of Tobias' voice.
~X~X~
A/N: I hope that you guys like it because it took a while to finish. But, today I had a snow day. I am seriously getting sick of these, but who am I to object if I get to work on my stories.
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~Lauren