HEY GUYS! I'm back for my little vacation. I did manage to write two new chapters for you since I missed the update on Friday, so with out further ado, here are chapters are 28 and 29!

*Tris POV

As I am sitting in the hospital bed and holding Emma, I think about my parents. How did they react when I was born? I am so grateful that the doctors were able to Emma though, that I don't think about it for long.

Tobias has been here a lot, but most of the time he is out looking for Eric. I want him found and punished as much as Tobias does, but I just wish that he would spend with me and Emma.

I look at the clock hanging on the wall in front of my bed and see that it is almost 12:30. The doctors have already released Emma, but she has still been staying here with me until I am released, which according to my doctor, is tomorrow. Being in the same room for two weeks gets irritating after a while.

After a few more minutes of sitting in silence Emma starts fussing, indicating that she is hungry. I push a little button on the side of my bed and a nurse comes walking in. "Will you make Emma a bottle please?" I ask.

She nods and leaves the room for a moment, then comes back in with a little pink and white baby bottle full of formula. She hands it to me and I feed Emma the bottle while the nurse does something with the machines.

About halfway through the bottle, Emma falls asleep and I place her in the little crib that is next to my bed. She looks so peaceful. I can't help but stare a little. She is so small, her dark hair is just like Tobias' she has most of my facial features, except for my nose and eyes. Her eyes are a dark blue with Greg highlights, so I guess that she kind of has my eyes, but there is more blue than gray.

I watch as she sleeps for a few minutes until Christina comes walking into my hospital room with a big duffle bag in her hand. She comes up and sets it at the foot of my bed then sits down next to me.

"Hey." She says.

"Hi. What's in the bag?" I ask.

"Clothes. I figures you would need something to wear when you get released tomorrow."

"Oh, I didn't even think about that. Thanks."

"So where is my favorite baby?" She asks.

I point to the crib next to us that she clearly overlooked when he walked into the room. She stands up and looks down at her.

"She is so cute Tris! You better be careful, I might just steal her from you one day." She jokes and we both laugh a little.

"Sorry, but she is all mine." I say with a smile. "So do you know where Four is? He hasn't been around much since he told me he was going to try and find Eric. And that was like a week and a half ago."

"No, I haven't. He doesn't really show up for any meals, and according to Zeke, he hasn't been to the control room for a while either." Just then, Emma begins to cry as she wakes up.

I reach over and pick her up and feed her the rest of her bottle. She takes it without fussing, and I continue my conversation with Christina.

"I don't really blame him for wanting to find Eric so bad, but I just wish that he would try to spend more time with me and Emma. She is only two weeks old, and he has really only interacted with her for a few hours. Will you please go find him for me. I don't want this to continue for much longer."

"Of course. I know this must be hard on you, but just remember that you still have all of your crazy friends to help out too." She reassures.

"Thanks Chris." I sit up and wrap the arm that isn't supporting Emma around her.

She returns the hug then kisses Emma on her forehead and leaves.

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I wake up the next day at about 7:30. This has become pretty routine since Emma started sleeping in my room. She wakes up about every four or five hours, so I have pretty much had to learn when she does wake up, so I could get up a few minutes before and have a nurse make her a bottle.

As usual, I push the little button on the aide of my bed, and a nurse comes walking in wearing the usual black uniform. She immediately knows its time for a bottle when she sees that I am slowly picking Emma and trying not to wake her too early.

She leaves for a moment, and comes back in a few minutes later with, to my surprise, Tobias trailing behind. He looks at me with a smile.

"Hi." I say as the nurse hands me the bottle for Emma, then she checks some of the machines and leaves.

"Hey. How has Emma been?"

"Okay, but she along with her mother really miss her daddy." I say, a little harshness in my voice.

"I know, and I am really sorry. I have just been so caught up with trying to find Eric and punish him for what he did, or what he tried to do-" I cut him off.

"Okay, I understand that finding him is important to you, but having you around our daughter more than a couple hours a week is important to me. I have hardly seen you, I would like to know that when I come home today that my boyfriend will be right there next to me as I fall asleep at night and hold and feed his daughter when I wake up in the morning. If you can't do that, then I will just have to find someone who can." I don't snap at him, but my voice is still fairly firm.

"Tris, I told you that I would never leave you again, and I meant it. I promise, I will go to bed with you every night, and wake up next to you every morning. And believe me, I want to spend as much time with Emma as I can, but I want to know that both of you are sage from any danger before I do any of those things." He sits down next to me on the small hospital bed, "I love both of you. That is never going to change, but I want to know that Eric is never going to come after either of you again."

"I want that too, but please, just promise me that you will try to spend more time with your family too."

"I promise." He gives me a quick peck on the lips. "Can I hold my daughter now?"

I smile and hand him both Emma and the bottle she was dinking from just seconds before.

He holds her so gently his his arms. Its also kind of funny to see such a tiny baby in such huge arms.

"She looks so cute in you big arms." I tell Tobias with a smile on my face.

"Well being almost a month early, she's going to be pretty tiny. I imagine that you were this small when you were a baby."

"Maybe. I just know that I wasn't a month early though. I was just small to begin with."

We sit there all together for what seems like hours until the doctor that treated my wounds comes in.

"So, Tris, we just have a little paperwork for you to fill out, then you are free to go. I do request that you take 2 of these a day," he hands me an orange bottle of pills, "along with your breakfast and dinner. They will help you heal faster, and make the most of the pain go away."

He hands me a clipboard and a pencil, then I begin filling out all the boring release papers.

Once all if that is done, Emma has finished her bottle and I back in her little crib, so I have Tobias help me get dressed, since it still hurts a little bit to move around too much.

Once I am wearing real clothes, not just some weird hospital clothes, I grab Emma, and then the three of us walk back to our apartment.

We get there and Tobias unlocks the door. He opens it and allows me to walk in first. I look around, and absolutely everything looks the same as when I went out to look for him two weeks ago.

All the furniture is in the same place, there is no garbage anywhere, and there is dust collecting on some things. I turn to look at Tobias.

"Have you been here at all during the pat two weeks?" I ask.

"Not really." He walks towards me and closes the door behind him.

I walk over to the couch and sit. Between having to carry myself and Emma, the weight is beginning to be too much. Tobias just stands there a second.

"Hey, what are we going to do about Emma. I mean this apartment is really only big enough for two people. It us really small, and we don't have anywhere for Emma to sleep." I tell him.

"Well, its not like we can move. This is the biggest apartment size in the compound for people with normal jobs, unless we are married or one of us is a leader, there isn't much we can do."

I sigh, "So what are we going to do then? Raise our child in a one bedroom apartment? Even if we just got her a crib, it wouldn't fit anywhere. The couch takes up three quarters of the living room, and the TV takes up the other quarter. And there barely enough room in our bedroom for us to walk around."

He comes to sit next to me and places his hand on the back of my neck so I will look at him instead of my feet.

"Hey, it's going to be okay. We can get through this together. I will sleep on the couch, and you can share the bed with Emma, while I sort living arrangements out with Max." He tries to reassure me.

"Okay, but make it fast. I have already had to go two weeks without you sleeping next to me, I don't want it to be too much longer."

"Okay, I'll go try and talk to him now." He stands up and walks towards the door, "I'll be back later. I love you."

"I love you too." And with that Tobias exits the apartment and leaves Emma and myself alone once again.