I do not own Divergent. Credit goes to Veronica Roth.
I do not own Pride and Prejudice. Credit goes to Jane Austen.

"Tris," called Mr. Prior. "Your Aunt has written to you."

Beatrice quickly stood from her chair at the breakfast table, snatched the letter and ran outside towards one of the gardens.

My dear niece

I have just received your letter and found it in myself to devote the entire morning to forming a response to you. It was not our intention to keep the presence of Mr. Eaton hidden from you. It was Mr. Eaton who requested that no one know of his dealing in the situation.

Beatrice seemed taken aback by this.

On the very day of our arriving home from your house, your Uncle Arman received a much unexpected visitor. Mr. Eaton called and was with him in his study for hours. I was curious as well and allowed to know the news. You would not believe it I am sure but it was Mr. Tobias Eaton who had found your sister and Eric in Amity.

A small gasp escaped Beatrice's lips. Why would Mr. Eaton have gone out to look for them?

From what I can collect from your Uncle, Mr. Eaton left for Amity not long after your father had ceased in his search. Mr. Eaton claimed that his motive for assisting in the search was due to the fact that he knew of Eric's worthlessness. He generously stated that the whole event concerning Lauren was due to his mistaken pride, and confessed that if he had not thought it beneath him to lay his private actions open to the world, that it would have protected many a young women besides just Lauren. Therefore he felt it his duty to step forward. And step forward he most certainly did.

Beatrice could not believe what she was reading.

Mr. Eaton had spent a couple days in Amity with fruitless search as well.

Tobias had scoured the streets of Amity looking for her sister. Beatrice felt her heart stop beating.

Mr. Eaton met with Eric first and insisted on seeing Lauren. At first he persuaded Lauren to quiet her present disgraceful situation and return to her family and friends as soon as possible. However upon noticing that Lauren would not leave Eric's side, despite even Eric's urging as well, he concluded that the only thing remaining to do was for the couple to wed in order to protect the reputation of Lauren and her family.

Eric and Tobias met several times since there was much to discuss. And at length he arrived at our home to inform your Uncle of what was to be done. Mr. Eaton paid for everything, my dearest niece. He took it upon himself to settle majority of Mr. Wickham's debts and even found him a new commission with a northern regiment. All of this was done with punctuality and just as Lauren stated, he came to attend the wedding.

A small tear that Beatrice did not know she had shed feel from her eye. Mr. Eaton had outdone himself to protect her family.

He dined with us after and both your Uncle and I enjoyed his company once again. He was very cordial as he had been while we visited him at his estate in Dauntless. It was during this time that he reminded us that no one was to know of his actions in bringing the matter about and that only your Uncle would be given due credit. Mr. Eaton smiled at the mention of your name and expressed a desire to wish you the greatest happiness in life. With that I believe he would not mind that you knew of his actions.

Yours truly, Victoria

The letter had sent Beatrice's spirit soaring. There was such goodness in his actions. Tobias had followed her sister and Eric with a purpose to find them. He had taken on himself all the trouble and mortification of searching for them. He had met with, persuaded, and finally paid the very man whom he wished to avoid. Beatrice's heart whispered that Tobias had done it for her.

Quickly as that thought came to her, Beatrice pushed it away. Beatrice had rejected Tobias's affection and according to her Aunt, Tobias stated that his motive was to protect yet another young woman from falling prey to Mr. Eric Wickham and had hoped that this would wash away his guilt for being too prideful in hiding such affairs that would showcase Mr. Wickham's true character. No, Beatrice shook her head. This was not done for her.

Beatrice was roused from her thoughts when her now brother-in-law stood before her.

"Forgive me. I am afraid I have interrupted your solitude my dear sister," Eric told her.

"You certainly did," Beatrice replied with a smile. "But it does not follow that the interruption must be un-welcome."

"I should be very sorry indeed, if it were. We were always good friends," Eric smiled.

"True."

"Would you accompany me for a walk then, sister?"

Beatrice eyed him out before standing from her seat. Beatrice would be ready for him and nodded. However she did not take his arm when he offered it.

"I understand from your Aunt and Uncle that you had seen Mr. Eaton while you were travelling through Dauntless?"

Was that what this conversation was about?

"Yes," Beatrice replied. "He introduced us to his sister."

"And do you like her?"

"Yes, very much."

"I hope she is uncommonly improved. When I last saw her, she was not very promising. I am very glad you liked her. I hope she will not turn out as her brother."

Beatrice could not help but notice the underlying suggestiveness in his statement. However, she could no longer be fooled by him and was about to make it known.

"I believe she will. She's gotten over the most trying year. Disturbing circumstances that she has overcame," Beatrice responded and noticed Eric's awkward shuffle as they walked.

"Did you happen to go to Kit?"

"I don't recall," Beatrice shook her head.

"That is the living that was promised me."

Not this story again, thought Beatrice. "And how would you have liked giving sermons?"

"I would have enjoyed it tremendously. I do recall telling you this once before," Eric mentioned.

"I remember," Beatrice nodded. "However, I was told that you left on your own accord and that is why the living was given to another."

"That I did, but I explained my situation to you."

"I was also told that giving sermons was not palatable to your taste." Eric's smiled dropped. "That you had declared your resolution to never take orders and were compensated."

"You were?"

Eric could finally understand the whole of the situation. Mr. Eaton had explained fully the truth behind their history. All the things that Beatrice had once believed from him were no long present. Eric knew that Beatrice could expose him for the fraud that he was. Beatrice smiled at Eric's quietness.

They were almost to the house by now. Unwilling to provoke him further she stopped their walking and turned to Eric with a good-humored smile.

"Come now, Eric, we are brother and sister now. Do not let us quarrel about the past. Let us agree to never bring it up."

Beatrice held out her hand for him and Eric placed a respectful kiss on it. Lauren may play the fool but Beatrice most certainly was not, at least not anymore. Beatrice took her dress in hand and walked into the house, grateful to be rid of his presence and counting down the days until he was gone completely for their home.