Authors Note: No matter how many time I wish upon a star: Eric will never ever belong to me. Nor will Tris and Eric be a couple.*sob*

Fanfiction is written for the Author's enjoyment. I write for my readers too but if you don't like the pairing please don't send me reviews or pms saying it sucks. I'm not forcing you to read it. You chose to read this and you can stop at any time. I'm all for constructive criticism or even idea's (you will be credited for giving me it) and I'm not a mean person I swear!

Notes for My readers

All characters look like the movie version, and are the same age. So Tris is 16, Four and Eric are 24.

Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth

OC's belong to me (Suzanne,Vivian)

Recognized Character's might be OOC at times (Just giving you fair warning!)

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Chapter 2

"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" Eric yelled hearing his daughter cry out in fear at his yell, he flinched slightly as he started walking over to Tris who was kneeling on the floor in front of the lockers. Kneeling down beside her he touched her shoulder.

"You ok Tris?" He asked his voice softer than anyone had ever heard from him before, Max watching and growling along with Eric when Tris looked up, clearly bruised and beaten, her back straightening out from her protective position over Vivian.

"I couldn't let them hurt her" Tris said softly, watching Eric's eyes flash with sliver fire.

"Let's get you up" Eric said slipping his arm around her waist and helped her to her feet, making sure she didn't fall, Will appearing on Tris's other side. Walking to the door with Tris tucked under his one arm, his hand firmly on her hip to support her and his daughter. Max handed him the diaper bag and he slung it over his shoulder before looking at Max.

"If you're not willing to deal with this, I will." Eric said as Max took one look at Eric and shook his head.

"Go to your office with them and handle that side of things. I'll handle this." Max said as Eric nodded curtly and took Tris to his office deciding to ignore the Erudite on her other side talking to her about how Christina didn't help her and how she was going to be single for not wanting to do anything to help Tris. Eric tuned in when he heard Will sigh.

"You didn't think Tris. You just curled up holding her and that was that."

"I can't fight Peter on a good day. Let alone Drew and Molly on top of that. And they wanted to hurt her. I rather get hurt than her." Tris said firmly, Eric's hand on her hip tightening a little bit. She had been willing to protect his daughter from harm, even after he had been an asshole to her. The thought wasn't a new one but that didn't mean that it wasn't strange that someone was willing to do something for him. Once Tris was sitting in a chair across from his desk and his daughter back in her carrier, which he rocked slowly, watching as she fell asleep, Tris holding an icepack to her head.

"Her names beautiful. Vivian." Tris said looking at the carrier Eric looking at Tris before making a small huff.

"Better than Kimberly. I liked Vivian and Suzanne liked Kimberly." Eric said pausing in his rocking to view the bracelet and read it.

"Vivian Rose Coulter" Eric said pleased with how it sounded altogether. Tris glanced at the clock on the wall and gasped.

"I'm going to be late for my classes" Tris said going to get up. Eric stood up and gently pushed her back down on to the chair.

"I excused you from your classes for the rest of the day before. I'm going to need help with Vivian at least until after school then my leave starts. And I rather keep an eye on you after you did what you did in the change room." Eric said as Tris opened her mouth to protest before falling silent.

"I'll drive you home and explain to your parents why you're all bruised on top of everything. Last thing I want is Marcus Eaton storming my house and driving me crazy." Eric said sitting down as Tris crossed one knee over the other and bit her lower lip.

"Is this your spare period or are you heading to teach?" Tris asked as Eric lay his head back.

"My spare but I have to get plans ready for what I want Four to be doing while I'm gone." Eric said lifting his head and got to work Tris tilting her head.

"It's going to be different with you gone. I mean, you're mean about it but it works. I notice improvement after you've been training us. Not so much Four" Tris said as Eric smirked.

"I refer to it as Tough Love but there is nothing helpful about the old stiff's method" Eric said as Tris stared at him stunned.

"He was…. He's Tobias Eaton?" Tris said shocked before shuddering.

"And they want me to marry him?!" Tris said looking at the floor as Eric raised an eyebrow at her not wanting to say how strange it was.

"Most people don't make the connection between him and his birth name" Eric said filling out some of the papers his pen tapping his fingers lightly as he glanced at Vivian's sleeping face. Tris shifted in the chair as she nodded her hand moving the ice pack to her ribs, Eric's attention being drawn to her as he frowned.

"Let me see just how bad it is" Eric said getting up as Tris hesitated before looking at his expectant face. Setting the icepack down Tris got to her feet carefully before starting to inch her shirt up, her teeth sinking into her lower lip to keep from making any noise. Frowning Eric stepped forward and placed his hands over hers.

"Let me do that" He said noticing Tris stiffening with him so close. Nodding Tris let go of her shirt letting Eric raise it further and see her black and blue ribs and spine.

"Put your shirt around your neck. I have something that should help you. If you trust me enough I can put it on your back." Eric said moving to his filing cabinet as Tris worked her arms out of her shirt and left it around her neck, goose bumps rising on her skin at how exposed she was. She had been taught to remain covered up in front of everyone, unless it was another woman and a doctor. Eric was neither but he was offering to help.

"I trust you" Tris said her eyes following him as he turned back to her a small jar in his palm, his fingers unscrewing it as he walked over to her.

"They look worse than they are. I've seen many bruises and these are just the skin, not from a problem from broken or ruptured organs and bones." Eric said as he took her hand and placed the jar into her palm before adding some to his fingers and stepping behind her and rubbing it over her spine, his hands which were warm, touching her back with the cream which was cold was a shock, but she never had been touched like this by anyone before. Working his way up her spine, pausing every now and then to get more ointment Eric worked methodically, making sure to cover every inch of her back that she was sure was bruised. Tris jumped when she felt his fingers touching the back of her bra.

"I'm going to have to undo it or call in Veronica to do it" Eric said as Tris's face flushed bright red with embarrassment. She would have to explain why it was going this way, and she overheard Veronica teasing other people. The fact that she was standing there almost topless with one of her main trainers was embarrassing. She would be accused of liking him. Eric was alternative looking, but still rather attractive. His personality was a little off-putting and Tris wasn't sure what was worse. His personality or his looks. He was scary smart too.

"Stiff?" Eric's voice while calm made her jump and pull herself smaller. Eric's hands on her shoulders made her shudder as he sighed.

"Relax and breathe" Eric instructed feeling Tris relax under his hands slightly as she took a slow breath. Watching her set the jar on the desk, her cheeks pink as she made sure her shirt was covering her breasts before reaching back with one hand and trying to undo her bra, Eric's eyebrow raising before he caught her hand with one of his before undoing her bra easily with his other hand. Hearing Tris squeak softly, he chuckled and put more of the ointment onto his fingers and worked it over the rest of her back, brushing her hair to the side to make sure he was able to get every inch. Running his fingers down her back, marvelling on how soft her skin was, his hands encasing her waist as he turned her, Tris flinching when he touched another bruise on her side. Saying nothing Eric started rubbing the ointment on her side's, noticing that Tris did her best not to shy away from his touch now that she was able to see him. Facing her he looked her over and ran his ointment cover fingers over her stomach, feeling her jerk back the slightest bit, goose bumps rising from her skin.

"You must have the smallest waist I've ever seen" Eric said stepping back from Tris and wiped his hands on his pants as Tris turned away and refastened her bra with some trouble before fixing her shirt.

"Thank you. For helping me that is" Tris said as she smoothed her shirt down again feeling nervous.

"You're welcome. I'm going to take these to be copied then give them to Four, you can stay here with Vivian if you want or you can copy them and give them to Four." Eric said giving Tris the option to stay and watch his daughter or move around.

"I'll stay so you can spend time with her" Tris said taking the file he had composed and went to the copier and started copying each page, her fingers placing the original into the file again and lay each paper in order when she was done. Making her way to Four's small office she knocked on the door to see the other open the door and look her over.

"How are you feeling? I heard they teamed up on you in the change room" Four said his eyes roaming over Tris's body making her feel even more uncomfortable that she had when Eric had been touching her, her bra undone.

"Better now. I was given something to help with the pain" Tris said before clearing her throat.

"Eric wanted me to give these to you" Tris said handing him the files as Four frowned.

"What are these?"

"I'm not sure. He just told me to bring it to you." Tris said deciding it was better to say nothing about Eric leaving yet. Tris looked at the ground, jumping when Four's fingers travelled over her jaw and smiled at her when she looked at him.

"I don't mean to be so mean to you Tris, I just don't want to be accused of picking favourites" Four said as Tris stepped back and looked at the floor.

"You can't act one way with me in private and another in public. When will the one mask stick for good then?" Tris said looking up at Four, taking pleasure in his shocked look before she made her way back to Eric's office and slipped in to see the older man with his head resting on hand as he stared at his sleeping daughter.

"It's easy to get caught up in watching them" Tris said as Eric looked up at her.

"I'm surprised at how easy it is. Will you be ok when I go back to my classes?" Eric asked as Tris gave him a very womanly smile.

"I'll be more than ok. I want to become a nanny when I'm out of school. I love taking care of children" Tris said as Eric leaned back in his chair.

"That explains the fact that you're in the Erudite Fast Track program." Tris flushed as she heard Eric mention her classes.

"Not many people are able to manage the course load and do Dauntless work on top of it." Eric said calmly as Tris sat and looked at him.

"I find it to easy actually. I'm able to process the material rather quickly and both do notes and as soon as the lesson is over I start the assignments and hand them in no matter when it's due. Normally when I hand them in it's days before it's due.

"Very Erudite of you. That's a trait that's common in Erudite raised children. I was in the fast track program myself while I was in Dauntless." Eric said making Tris look up.

"You're the one Jeanine, I mean Miss. Mathews talks about when she talks to me" Tris said as Eric chuckled.

"She's still bragging about it? I'm not too surprised." Eric said as the bell rang making him groan as he got to his feet.

"You can sit on my side of the desk, it's more comfortable than the other chairs in here. You can work on your assignment too" Eric said as he left the room and closed the door behind him as Tris moved to his leather desk chair, still warm from his body and pulled out her books and started going through her assignments. When the bell for the end of the day went Tris packed up her things and made sure Vivian's carrier was secured on the stroller before tucking the diaper bag over her shoulder with her bag and spotting Vivian starting to wake and fuss Tris started walking with her towards the gym, a stressed Eric coming towards her.

"I'll be walking with her around the gym." Tris said as he nodded and head to his office as Tris walked, Vivian waving her arms around the slightest bit in her stroller, her eyes starting to close as the motion soothed her back to sleep. Tris was on her forth lap around the gym when Eric came into the gym with his jacket over his arm and his bag over his shoulder, Four behind him arguing.

"Four Max is going to be watching over what you do. There's a reason that we are the best and if you make us fall under the standard we are held to I'm going to be more than a little pissed." Eric said turning on Four his silvery grey eyes on fire as he looked at Four Tris coming to a stop beside them.

"Let's get going Tris. I said I needed to talk to your parents and I need to make sure I have everything." Eric said rubbing his forehead Tris nodding.

"I can make a list of things if you like" Tris offered as Eric looked at her and nodded his shoulders falling.

"That would be helpful" Eric said as Tris started walking with Eric, the stroller moving smoothly over the floor as Tris walked in time with Eric out to the parking lot before he stopped beside a monster of a black truck Tris's jaw dropping.

"This is yours? This is the truck we all joke about that would run over someone and not feel it." Tris said stunned as she looked at the truck as Eric opened the doors to the king cab and stepped up, his bag and jacket going into the back before he looked at Tris a smirk on his lips when he turned back to her.

"Sad thing is my shocks are so good that would be the case." Eric said dropping down before rubbing the back of his head as Tris grabbed the tray that the carrier would fit into and looked at the truck and grabbed the door before trying to pull herself up, Eric's hands on waist making her squeak as he lifted her up. Tris looked over at Eric when she was sitting in the cab and looked at him, a wicked grin making Tris blush as she started working the seatbelt into the tray and relaxed as she worked the act repetitive making her forget his wicked grin. Dropping down Tris glanced at Eric before glancing at the stroller.

"Now you can put her into the truck. I'm not only to short but you need to get used to it." Tris said as Eric looked at her and sighed as he took Vivian off the stroller and put her into the truck, Tris managing to pull herself up onto the front seat to watch him.

"It gets easier" Tris said simply as Eric glanced at her before he set the diaper bag on the floor of the truck.

"My issue is going to lay with the stroller" Eric said as Tris jumped out and showed him the easiest way to collapse and reassemble the stroller. Watching Eric do it a couple times Tris smiled before looking at his truck.

"I think it would fit best in the bed of the truck so you can still have other things in the cab with you." Tris said as Eric dropped the tailgate and slipped it in and secured it with a couple bungee cords before glancing at Tris as he shut it.

"I'd get back in the passenger side. You're going to have to tell me how to get to your house." Eric said as he walked around to the driver's side and got into the truck Tris putting her seatbelt on as the truck rumbled to life under them and he started driving. Giving directions every now and then as she wrote out a list of things new parents needed.

"Beatrice where have you been?" Andrew said making his way over to his daughter as Eric got out of his truck and looked over at the other man. Andrew eyed him like he was a disease.

"You are to go to school and home. You have other responsibilities" Andrew said as Natalie and Caleb came over to the truck, Eric looking irritated.

"Mr. Prior, I would normally be more accepting but you remind me of Marcus so I'm going to ignore you. Mrs. Prior, my name is Eric Coulter. I'm one of the trainers in Dauntless, I'm also one of the leaders" Eric said to Natalie as Andrew flushed in embarrassment.

"It's nice to meet you. Beatrice normally doesn't get a ride home" Natalie said as Tris fiddled with her bag.

"I guess not, but today several things happened. My fiancée came unannounced and dropped our, no my daughter off at the school and your daughter was kind enough to help me for the afternoon with her. But while she was changing at the end of her class with myself and the other instructor, my daughter was with her when three of her classmates wanted to harm my daughter and she protected her resulting in several bruises on her back and ribs, and a small cut on her forehead. I simply wanted to make you aware" Eric said as Tris opened the back door of the truck and watched Vivian as he spoke to her parents.

"Thank you for letting us know. Do you need any help with your daughter?" Natalie asked as Eric glanced at Tris.

"I think your daughter has made sure I'm well prepared." Eric said walking over to Tris and placed his hand on her back, musing silently that his hand was able to span over back almost completely. When he had lifted her into the truck he had almost been able to encircle her waist entirely. Tiny and delicately built he was surprised she had managed as well as she did in class.

"I don't say it often, but Thank you." Eric said as Tris glanced up at him.

"Thank you for letting me look after her. And good luck" Tris said before stepping back and shutting the door. Eric nodded to Tris and walked back to the driver's side and jumped in before heading home Tris looking at her parents her mother wearing a knowing smile.

"Are all Dauntless men like that?" She teased as Tris flushed before shrugging.

"My other instructor Four I found out is Tobias Eaton. He's tamer than Eric but from what I've seen today I think I prefer Eric." Tris said as he father shook his head and walked back into the house, Caleb following him as her mother slipped Tris an envelope. Tearing it open Tris read it before passing it back to Natalie the two of them sharing a smile.