Tris's hair reminds me of dried wheat in the Amity fields. It takes me back to when we first got together, when we were both joyful with each other, fighting in the faction war together, defending each other. Still on my lap, with her head bent down and her arms around her knees, it falls over her face. I brush a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear.

"Tris," I whisper in a voice barely audible. She sniffs, and she sounds stuffy from crying, I guess "Yeah?" she asks, lifting her face up to see me.

I slide my hand onto her face, anchoring my middle finger behind her ear and idly brushing her cheek with my thumb "Want to go on a date today on the Ferris Wheel?" I ask, tilting her head up with my hand so she has to look at me

"In honor of our annivesary here, you know, and to remember when we first climbed it together?"

A small laugh escapes her, and she covers my hand with hers "Of course," she replies "That would be wonderful-but what about your fear…of heights?"

I shake my head "Don't worry about that," I assure her "I figured since you've been doing all you can to overcome your fear of intimacy, it would only be fair that I try to conquer my fears, too."

"Tobias, I'm doing things with you because I love you, and I want you, not because I'm trying to overcome some fear of mine," Tris tells me.

Before I can control myself, I take her face in both my hands and pull her in for a kiss. "Thank you," I tell her, trying to stop a tear from rolling down my cheek. My hands drop down to her waist, and rest just over her hips.

"For what?" she asks, frowning and looking at my wet eyes, puzzled.

"For…for telling me that," I tell her, smiling a smile that comes from deep, true emotiones "Not many people have told me that they were doing something for me, not to achieve some other goal. No one, except you, has done something only because they love me. And coming from you, you-with your fear of intimacy, Tris you don't understand how much it means to me that you ignore your fear intimacy to be with me, you never com3plain, never tell me no…"

Tris POV

"Tobias," I start, searching for the right words "You deserve-more than deserve-to hear those things, to have someone love you and want to be with you. And I wouldn't say that I'm ignoring my fear of intimacy, instead I would say you are the one that is helping me overcome that fear. With every touch, every hug, every kiss you give me, I am one step closer conquering my fear. You are the reasone every day I am braver, a better person." I place my hand on Tobias's arm, with his hands still connected to my hip.

"Do you still…want me, Tris?" Tobias asks. "Of course I do," I reply looking down, and feel my cheeks get red. "So, uh, someday you still want to, uh," he gulps, but he doesn't need to speak any further because I know what he's referring to. Sex, I think He's asking if you still want to have sex with him someday.

"Yes, Tobias-don't worry!" I giggle as he pulls me into him, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and placing a kiss on my head. "But not today!"

"Damn it," Tobias says, mockingly angry "I was hoping to hook up with you tonight!" he says, serious for a second before cracking up.

"Shut up!" I say before he playfully pushes my head into his chest "Four!" I complain, trying to free myself of his grasp.

"Oh you're not getting away so easily, Tris!" he scoops me up into his arms "Besides, you need to get ready for some ferris-wheel climbing. I mean, I love the thong-and- boyfriend's-t-shirt look, but-" I cover his mouth with my hands, my cheeks red with complete embarrasment.

I jump off his lap, and run to our room to get dressed, shutting the door after me and smiling.