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!

A big thank you to Acromania for helping my inspiration for this chapter. Tris and Eric's talk would not have been the same without her.

Notes for My readers

All characters look like the movie version, and are now two years older. So Tris is 18, Four and Eric are 26.

Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth

OC's belong to me (Suzanne, Vivian, Hades, Ares)

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

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Outfits can be found on my Polyvore account which a link is in my profile

Chapter 9

The rest of Tris's weekend was spend talking and texting Lynn, and helping her mom out around the house. Eric has texted her a couple times throughout the day when he wasn't running after Vivian and he had called her and they had talked for an hour on the phone after Vivian had gone to bed. There was plenty of flirting between the two of them with many sexual innuendos as either could fit in.

"Baby you couldn't mind it with two hands and a map" Tris said hearing Eric's breath catch on his end.

"Fucking tease...," He grumbled under his breath, making her chuckle softly and he smiled in response to the gentle sound. He cleared his throat slightly, continuing their light banter.

"And I could better than you think." He left it at that as Tris chuckling changed into giggles at his expense as she lay on her bed, unknowingly mirroring Eric's position on his own bed, one arm behind their heads, the other holding the phone to their ear, ankles crossed.

"Alright. Seriously though. How many piercings do you have?" Tris asked calming down slightly, her hand going to the top of her head, pulling at her strands and looking at the various colors and it was Eric's turn to chuckle.

"My Microdermal and my spacers and not many people notice but my tongue is pierced." He replied, pulling the small metal sphere between his teeth.

"I used to have lots of other piercings. My eyebrows, nose, lips." He randomly added as a second thought.

"When and why did you take them out?" Tris asked, frowning slightly.

"I took them out when I started training as a Leader in Dauntless. Max never said I had to but I did it once I was comfortable." He cringed slightly at his words, revealing maybe too much too soon, but brushed it off, continuing after a short pause.

"I got them because I wasn't happy with who I was." Eric said as Tris made a soft sound into the phone. It almost sounded like a coo but Eric was sure he was imagining it.

"We all do things like that Eric" Tris said before she visibly brightened.

"Ok just for telling me that I need to see both a picture of you with all your piercings and I need to see your tongue piercing." Eric groaned good naturally as he heard her request making her giggle again.

"Sure I'll show you the next time I see you, or better yet you can feel the piercing" Eric teased hearing Tris's breathe catch, smirking in victory.

"My question for you little girl, is how many tattoo's do you have?" Eric said a moment later, slowly drawing out his taunt about her being a little girl, her growl of annoyance making his smirk grow.

"Well, little boy, I have my three raven's that you saw, that represent my family when I left the behind. Then there is the dauntless flame in the center of the erudite eye on my one shoulder for my school pride, and Hades and Ares said I was dangerously smart too" Tris smiled thinking fondly about her two friends.

"I also have a phrase on my ribs that says 'it's all about blood, sweat and tears because love is about facing your biggest fears' since love is one on the hardest and best things you can experience" Tris said as Eric closed his eyes.

"Can I have a show and see them one day?" Eric asked his voice dropping just a little bit as he imagined Tris's tattoos bare so he could see it. Tris's cheeks flushing a little bit at the husky quality his voice held.

"Only if I can get a show of what tattoo's you have" Tris countered as he groaned.

"I don't have that many. Just the ones on my forearms, and my neck, those hurt like a bitch to get done, by the way. I have Vivian's name in an infinity sign over my heart and the dauntless flame on my one hip." Eric said as Tris whined slightly making Eric chuckle, Tris rolling onto her stomach and glancing at her closed door. How could something as simple as a chuckle arouse her? Deciding to fight fire with fire and make him feel the same she just had to come back with something to make him groan again.

"This calls for seeing you shirtless little boy"

"There is nothing little about me, little girl. I don't think you can handle it" Eric countered wishing he could see her face and know what she was thinking. She had no idea of the effect she had on him.

"I have two hands and a perfectly good working mouth. I think I can" Tris shot back her cheeks pink as she heard Eric moan softly the sound muffled by his pillow. The comment about her mouth making his mind fall firmly into the gutter where he had did his best to stay out of. After a moment he was able to think again and answer her clearly.

"I have to let you go. If I don't this is going to turn into phone sex and as much as I want to imagine things about you, it would keep me up all night and I have to work tomorrow. Are we still meeting up for our run in the morning?" Eric asked his voice husky and thick with desire, Tris wearing a satisfied smile.

"I'll be there. I'll be holding you to the promise of your tongue piercing and your tattoos Eric" Tris said into her phone as Eric licked his lips slowly his eyes dark.

"As long as I get to see all of yours in return" Eric countered wishing he could get away with talking to Tris and getting himself off. He knew he wouldn't be able to but the idea of trying was going to drive him crazy with want. Tris gave a throaty laugh that made Eric close his eyes and count to ten slowly to keep from reacting more than he already had.

"Goodnight Eric" Tris said smiling as she hung up the phone and rolled back onto her back, her cheeks flushed.

"Goodnight Tris" Eric said as he hung up the phone and rolled over on his bed and groaned into his pillow. This was far worse than he thought it would be. Sure he knew Tris from before she left, and he found her intriguing but this was a whole new level. Teasing him the way she did was only going to make him want her more. They were going to have to talk about what they were before Eric really began having problems. If they were dating, how did they want their relationship to go? Should they try and hide it from Vivian for a little while? Eric groaned again and rolled off the bed and stripped down to his briefs and got into bed, his hands holding onto the pillow and the sheets tightly.

Eric woke up the next morning to Vivian tugging on his blankets as she tried very hard to climb onto his bed. It was higher up thanks to the box spring, but Vivian never gave up. A soft thud was heard as Eric rolled over and peered off the side of the bed at Vivian who was pouting as she stared at her toes.

"You'll get it one day Princess" Eric said getting a beaming smile. Untangling himself from the sheets he got out of bed and kneeled next to Vivian.

"Go pick what you want to wear today, Remember Tris is going to spend the day with you while I got to work." Eric said as Vivian yawned and left his room. It was going to be strange not having her with him, but he trusted Tris to take care of her. He had been lucky and Vivian had only gotten the twenty four hour bug. Pulling on his running clothes and gathering up what he was going to need and wear later on he went down the hall to Vivian's room and watched as she tried to pull her favourite shirt over her head.

"Wrong way" Eric said gently as he kneeled down and helped Vivian do it, his glare aimed at him which was ruined by the pout.

"No daddy. Me do" Vivian said as she sat down and got her socks on, backwards, and struggled getting her pants on. After watching his daughter struggle he sighed as he heard a knock on the door.

"Stay here ok Princess?" Eric asked watching as Vivian stuck her tongue out between her teeth as she struggled to get her pants on. Shaking his head he head down the stairs and opened the door to see Tris in her running clothes. Reading her shirt that said 'I'm 99.9% sure I'm a Disney princess' he chuckled before he glanced at the car leaving his driveway. Tris turned and waved as Eric stepped back allowing her into the house.

"My dad said he would drop me off since he has an early meeting today." Tris explained before setting her bag on the floor, her hair falling over her one shoulder as she bent down. Eric's fingers ran over the tattoo of the erudite eye and dauntless flame surrounding it.

"I like it. You had a good artist." Eric said as Tris turned around to look at him remembering their conversation the night before.

"Thank you. Now show me a tattoo or your tongue piercing" Tris countered watching Eric smirk before he pulled her closer to him and licked his lips slowly, watching her eyes turn a darker grey-blue as he leaned down and gently bit her ear his tongue flicking out after, the piercing against her skin made her shiver the slightest bit in his arms.

"That is not showing me" Tris said placing her hands firmly on his chest, able to feel the vibrations as he chuckled and pulled back, his tongue curled against his teeth, showing off the steel rod and ball through his tongue.

"Better?"

"Much better" Tris said as she stood on her tip toes and kissed his cheek.

"Vivian awake?"

"And attempting to dress herself. She didn't want my help this morning" Eric said linking their fingers together and started up the stairs, Tris at his side.

"This I got to see" Tris said smiling as they got to the top of the stairs before pausing, Eric's fingers tightening around hers slightly.

"Tris. Are we letting Vivian see us like this?" Eric asked motioning to their joined hands, Tris biting her lower lip gently.

"You're her dad, what do you think we should do? Wait a little while or let her see?" Tris said wanting what Eric thought was best.

"I think we should keep this between us for a little while. Both to get comfortable with each other and get to know each other better. That way if it doesn't work out, Vivian doesn't feel the stress." Eric said watching Tris carefully before seeing her nod.

"I think we should go slow, well slow on the physical part. Not only because we barely know each other, but you're also older than I am." Tris said as Eric gently tugged her into his arms again.

"I may be older Tris, but that doesn't change anything. If you want to go slow, we can do that." Eric said letting his hand cup her jaw, his thumb moving over her cheek gently. Tris smiled slightly and turned her face into Eric's hand and kissed his hand lightly.

"Let's check on your daughter before she hurts herself" Tris said as Eric's grey eyes grew darker at the kiss to his palm. Moving reluctantly away from her he followed her to Vivian's room where Tris giggled at the sight of Vivian sitting on the floor, her socks backwards, and her pants on the floor, Vivian glaring at the offending article of clothing.

"Having some trouble sweetie?" Tris asked as she walked into the room, Vivian nodding slowly.

"No Daddy. Me do." Vivian said firmly as Tris took the pants and rolled them down and set them on the floor.

"Ok now try" Tris said watching Vivian get up and step into them before struggling to pull them up.

"Hap?" Vivian asked Tris who smiled and moved closer to help Vivian fix them.

"Now a sweater and your bunny and we can go for a run" Tris said as Vivian went and grabbed her bunny and Tris helped her into her sweater, Eric watching the two interact and liked what he saw. It was natural for Vivian and Tris to interact. Not stiff like some other sitters he had hired. Many didn't think to just concentrate on Vivian if he was watching. Tris knew that he was there and still she was focused on Vivian. Every now and then her eyes would meet his and she would smile but otherwise it was just Vivian that had her attention. Once they were both ready he smiled before leading the way downstairs, Vivian in his arms. Getting the stroller ready and making Sure Vivian was comfortable in it with her bunny, and he had their water bottles and sweaters. His keys tucked in the tray with his and Tris's cellphones they left the house in a jog.