***I DO NOT OWN THE DIVERGENT SERIES

Chapter 12:

It's been a week since Christina told me she was pregnant and it's a week until I get married. Ugh. Time flies. We walk into the doctor's office together.

"I'm nervous." Whispers Christina.

"Why should you?"

"I don't know. I guess I'm afraid they'll tell me I'm pregnant or something." She laughs and I laugh too. She signs in at the desk then we sit down in the waiting room. We shouldn't wait long. We are the only ones waiting. Must not be many pregnant women lately. My mind drifts back to my conversation with Tobias about kids. I'm starting to want kids more and more. Christina and I could be Moms together.

"Christina, you can come on back." I get up too but the lady stops me.

"Only Christina."

"I'll be fine." She whispers.

I sit back down and wait. Mathew should be here instead of me. He was good with the baby thing, but had to work today. I think he's just scared silly. Not Christina. Christina is almost happy about it.

After a while of waiting, Christina comes back out to the waiting room.

"Okay. We are good to go. I'm healthy, the baby is healthy."

I smile and we walk out together. We walk back to Christina's apartment. It looks similar to ours except it only has one bedroom, and everything is smaller. I guess she doesn't need a lot of space. But she will soon. She plops on her couch.

"This whole baby thing is wearing me out."

"Me too." I giggle.

"Well, are you good? I'm going to stop by and see Tobias then head home."

"I'm fine. See ya later." I can tell she's already half asleep.

I leave and walk towards the bureau. As I enter, I remember when I first got here, and how much it's changed. I turn a corner and see the control room sign. I knock on the door.

"Come in." It's Tobias.

"Hey." He gets out of his chair and comes to kiss me. I kiss back.

"Hi."

"How was the appointment?"

"Good. She's fine…everything's fine."

"Tobias! Stop kissing your girl and get back to work!" Zeke calls from across the room.

"I better take off. I love you."

"Okay. Bye. I love you too." He kisses me on the forehead. Then I back out the door and head home.

As I get home a big package is left at our door. I take it inside and open it. It's my wedding dress, more beautiful than in the picture. I take it to my room to try it on. It fits and looks perfect. Oh, thank you Christina! I take it off, and but in back in the box and hide it in our closet. Hopefully Tobias won't notice.

All of a sudden I feel sick. I rush to the bathroom to through up. Eww. I feel gross. I must have the stomach bug. My small body isn't good at fighting off sicknesses. I hop in the shower and immediately feel better. The water is too warm, so I turn it down. Much better.

When I'm finished with my shower, I crawl into bed. This morning must have worn me out. I think of Tobias and our wedding, and then slowly drift off to sleep.

When I wake Tobias is still not home, I start to cry. The tears pour down my face. I'm sad he's not home, but why am I crying? Oh my gosh. My heart stops. The temperature immediately jumps to one hundred degrees. When was my last period? It's late. It's never late. We didn't use protection. I'm pregnant.

How am I going to tell Tobias? I sit on my bed on my bed and ponder. He'll be happy. To be honest, I'm happy too. Our baby. A piece of both of us. My hand runs over my belly.

I hear the apartment door open. Tobias is home. My heart leaps.

"Tris! I'm home."

I can't tell him. I need to be sure. I need a pregnancy test.

I walk to the living room.

"Hey." I smile at him trying to hide my secret.

"Hi."

"I need to run to the store for just a second…I need something for…dinner."

"Oh. Okay. I'll come with you."

"No! It's fine. You just got home. I'll be back in just a second."

"Okay. But be careful."

"I will." Then I grab my keys and leave. I head to our local drug store and buy a pregnancy test and noodles. I guess we are having spaghetti. I run back to the apartment. I drop the noodles of on the counter. Then run to our bathroom. Tobias calls from the living room.

"Tris, are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine!" I call back.

I open the test and read the directions. Pee on the stick, easy enough. I sit on the toilet and do what the directions asked. Now I have to wait five minutes. I sit on the floor and stare that stick. Do something! There's a knocking on the door.

"Tris! Are you okay?"

"Yes, Tobias. I'm fine." It sounds snappier than I meant.

"Tris, open up. Something's wrong!"

"Tobias, leave me alone!"

"Fine!"

I hear my bed move. He's waiting on our bed. I glance down at the stick. Two pick lines. I'm pregnant. A smile spreads across my face and tear roles down my cheek. Hormones.

I stuff the stick in my pocket and open the bathroom door. Tobias sits up on the bed.

"Tris, what's wrong? Are you sick? What's wrong!?"

I reach in my pocket and grab the stick and hand it to him. He looks at it for a few second then smiles and looks up at me.

"Your pregnant?!" His face is beaming. I nod.

He jumps up and grabs me, then swings me around in his arms.

He puts me down but still hold my waste.

"We're going to have a baby." He whispers looking at my stomach.

"Yes, our baby."