"Good morning, baby," I say as I softly pad up behind Tobias who is standing at the stove putting together a bacon and three cheese breakfast casserole to go into the oven. I wrap my arms around his waist, splay my fingers out on his muscular naked chest, and kiss his Dauntless and Abnegation tattoos. "Did you sleep well?"

"After I got back to sleep, I did," he says looking down at me over his shoulder with that cocky grin of his and I blush at the memory of our enthusiastic lovemaking last night. He woke me up shortly after I fell asleep, kissing his way down my nearly naked body, and we didn't get back to sleep for at least two hours. He turns in my arms and gives me a gentle good morning kiss, and I sway against him. "Are you okay?" His look goes from erotic and stimulating to serious and concerned in a split second.

"I'm fine. I promise," I say putting a suggestive smile on my face. "It's just you and your kissing skills. You take my breath away … literally." He narrows his eyes at me, and I groan and rest my forehead against his chest. "I'm a little dizzy this morning but I'm sure it's just because I'm hungry."

"Sit down and I'll bring you a glass of orange juice and maybe make you some toast," he says kissing the top of my head, ever the caretaker.

"I love you, Tobias" I say as I go up on my tiptoes and pull his mouth back to mine. He indulges me, kissing me gently for a moment then backs away with a groan.

"I love you, too, Tris. Now please go sit down." He points to the living room. "I'll bring you the juice and toast when it's ready." I'd much rather stay right where I am, pressed up against his warm body, kissing him but I relent and give in to his whim and sit on the couch, tucking my legs underneath me. After I've been resting for about 10 minutes, he brings me some wheat toast spread with a thick layer of crunchy peanut butter, a handful of dried fruit and almonds, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

"What do you have planned for today?" I ask as I take a bite of toast.

"I have a meeting with Tori, Will, and Harrison," he says. "What about you?"

"I have to go to the infirmary and have my blood pressure checked this morning since I missed yesterday. I don't want Isobel yelling at me," I say and we both chuckle knowing she would do exactly that if I were to miss another appointment. "This afternoon I thought I would drop the kids off at the daycare center for a couple hours and hit the punching bags."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" he asks. "How about we call Zander and see if someone can come here to check your blood pressure. I don't want you getting dizzy and falling off the path again. And before you argue with me, I know I'm being slightly irrational and overprotective but I love you and Peanut too much to lose you."

"I'll make you a deal, my loving worry wart of a husband," I say with a grin, "if I still feel dizzy after breakfast, I'll call Zander myself. And just so you know, I wasn't going to argue. The same thought about the path entered my mind. The last thing I want to do is fall again. But Isobel did tell me early on that dizziness is a normal occurrence during pregnancy. I just need to be careful. Please try not to worry about us."

"I will always worry about my family," he says sitting down next to me. The smell of the casserole wafts through the apartment, and it makes my mouth water. I down my orange juice, and Tobias takes the glass out of my hand and sits it on the end table next to my empty plate. "Did that help?"

"Yeah, I already feel much better," I say leaning into him. I place my lips on his, and we kiss slowly, tenderly for a few minutes then he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss.

"Mmm," he says when he backs away. "You taste good … like oranges."

"Mommy?" Tyler says, rubbing his eyes as he comes down the stairs.

"What, buddy?" I ask.

"Tessa cwyin' … loud."

"I'll go get her," Tobias says giving me a quick peck. I look at the monitor on the table and realize that the power light is off. Oh crap! This probably isn't good.

"Come here, Tyler," I say. He crawls up on my lap and snuggles into my chest as I wrap my arms around him. I hold him tightly and kiss the top of his head. "Did she wake you up?" He nods his head and yawns widely. "I'm sorry. Did you go potty?"

"Yeah, before I come down," he says. He's been doing such a good job lately, I'm going to have to find a way to reward him.

"Good job! I'm so proud of you," I say, hugging him even tighter. "Was sissy crying long?"

"Yeah," he says. "Hew weal mad."

"Tyler isn't lying," Tobias says as he brings one pissed off Tessa down the stairs. Her face is red, she's gasping for air, and there are tears streaming down her cheeks. My poor girl. How did we not hear her? Tyler's eyes widen when he takes in his sister's state and gets off my lap. Tobias hands her to me, and she wails even louder.

"Did you think we forgot about you, my sweet baby girl?" I say. "We'd never do that. We love you too much." I get up off the couch and move around the room shushing her, trying to get her to calm down. After a couple minutes she's calmed nicely and is ready to eat. I sit in the club chair, pull down my cami, put her to my breast, and she easily latches on, suckling like she thought she'd never eat again. "Slow down, little one. You're going to make yourself sick." I caress her little head, and she moves her eyes to mine, staring at me. I can tell that she's still upset with me. "I said I was sorry." The timer goes off in the kitchen, and Tobias goes to the stove and takes the casserole out of the oven.

"Smells good," Tyler says sniffing the air with a huge grin on his face.

"It sure does," I say. "Daddy did a good job with breakfast this morning." Tyler turns around on the couch and looks at his father.

"It weady?" he asks. "I hungwy, Daddy." I smile when Tobias comes into the living room and plucks Tyler up off the couch, blowing raspberries on his tummy as he carries him into the kitchen and sits him down at the island.

"I'll get you a plate, buddy," he says, kissing the top of his head. "I'm going to put the casserole in the oven on warm, Tris. Let me know when she's almost done, and I'll get you a plate."

"Thanks but I think she'll be a while," I say. "Our poor baby's hungry."

"I could tell by the way she was screaming," Tobias says.

"Yeah," Tyler says around a mouthful of breakfast. I grin at them both and shake my head.

"You better eat, young man," Tobias says placing another kiss on his head. I put Tessa against my shoulder and pat her back. She whines until she burps then I place her to my other breast. She wastes no time latching on and nursing like there's no tomorrow. I continue to tell her that I'm sorry as she suckles away. After she pulls away from my chest, I burp her again then she finally seems content. I carry her into the kitchen and hand her off to Tobias after he places a full plate in front of me. Each bite is better than the last, and when I push my empty plate away, I wrap my hands around my very full tummy.

"I'm feeling much better now but I'm so full," I say. "I'm going to walk to the infirmary with the kids for my appointment but I think I'll stay home this afternoon instead of going to the training room. I can't believe I let her get so hungry. I feel terrible."

"The batteries in the baby monitor died," Tobias says. "I replaced them. It's okay now, and so is she." I get up from the island and go to where Tobias, Tyler, and Tessa are sitting. He takes Tyler upstairs to get ready for the day, and I put Tessa in her swing, set the timer, and proceed to clean the kitchen.

"Hey, Tessa," I say as I pick her up after I finish in the kitchen. She smiles at me, and I give her a big hug and kiss. "I love you, baby girl. Are you ready for your bath?" She coos when I mention her bath. I'm sure experts would tell me I'm crazy but I know that she understands what I'm saying, and she loves bath time. I pull her tub, hooded bath towel, wash cloth, and baby soap out of the cupboard and set them up, turn on the water, and find the perfect temperature, not too hot and not too cold. I take her sleeper and diaper off and put her in the white plastic tub. She's all smiles throughout her bath, and I know that she's forgiven me. Just as I get her out of the tub and wrapped in her fluffy hooded towel, there's a knock on the door.

"Just a minute," I yell. I quickly cross the room with Tessa in my arms and open the door. Christina, Will, and Liam are on the other side. "Hey guys. Come in." I step aside and let them in. Christina sits in her favorite spot and Will gently places Liam, who is sound asleep, in her arms then sits on the edge of the couch. A streak of naked flesh runs full force at me, and I gasp in shock.

"Tyler Aaron Eaton, where in the world are your clothes?" I ask, mortified. I look toward Will, and he motions that he'll take Tessa so I place her in his arms. I pick up a naked, damp Tyler and head for the steps. "Sorry guys, I'll be right back." I ascend the staircase to find Tobias standing at the landing with his hands on his hips.

"Sorry. He got away from me," he says meeting my eyes with an apologetic look then he looks at his son with disapproval on his face. "Tyler, what do you think you're doing?"

"I want to see who hewe," he says, pouting like a champion, his bottom lip sticking out farther than it ever has.

"You don't run away from Daddy," I say, "and you don't come downstairs without clothes on." I look at Tobias, and we shrug at each other. I know I'm at a loss as to what to do. He's never done anything like his before.

"When you get downstairs you need to sit in the timeout chair for two minutes," Tobias says. "Understand?" Tyler nods then puts his head on my shoulder and wraps his arms around my neck.

"I sowwy, Mommy," he whispers. "I sowwy, Daddy."

"Why are you sorry?" I ask. I need to know if he's remorseful for what he did or if he's just saying sorry because he got in trouble and doesn't want us upset with him.

"Because I wunned away fwom Daddy with nothin' on, and I wunned in the house. I not 'pose to do that," he says with his face buried in my shoulder. I pat his back reassuringly. I find this to be one of the hardest parts of being a parent. It breaks my heart.

"Will you do it again?" I ask.

"No, I be good," he says.

"Remember what I told you yesterday? You are a good boy just don't run way from either of us, especially if you don't have any clothes on," I say hugging him tightly. Wow he's getting big. I'm not sure how long I'll be able to carry him. "I love you, buddy."

"I love you, Mommy," he says puckering his lips at me and I give him a big kiss. "I love you, Daddy."

"I love you too, buddy," Tobias says.

"I'll get him dressed. Will you grab a diaper and outfit for Tessa? I just finished her bath. Will has her."

"Okay," he says giving me a quick kiss and then he ruffles Tyler's hair. I carry Tyler into his room and put him in a training diaper, black boot cut jeans, a dark grey polo shirt, and his new black combat boots.

"You look very handsome," I say. "Will you please go downstairs? I'll be down in a few minutes."

"Okay, Mommy," he says. I watch him slowly walk to the end of the dimly lit hallway, head hanging low, and disappear down the stairs. I quickly get dressed then head downstairs myself. When I reach the living room, Tyler is sitting in the new black folding timeout chair we bought, looking somewhat distraught.

"You can get up now, Tyler," Tobias says from the love seat. I join him and watch Tyler get up and walk over to stand in front of Will and Christina.

"I sowwy I come down with no clothes," he says. They both thank him for apologizing.

"Thank you, buddy," Tobias says dragging him up into his arms. "Did Mommy tell you to say that?" He looks at me, and I shake my head no.

"No," he says looking like a little angel.

"I'm proud of you for being such a big boy and saying you're sorry to everyone," he says eliciting a big hug from his son.

"Sorry for the interruption," I say to Will and Christina. "Mornings are a bit, uh, crazy around here."

"I can see that," Christina says with a chuckle.

"You ready to go, Four?" Will asks. "We're late for our meeting."

"Yeah," he says. "You be good for Mommy, buddy." He kisses Tyler again and gives him a big hug before moving him onto my lap. He leans over and kisses me briefly then walks to Tessa in her swing and kisses her head. "I love you, Tris. I'll see you at lunch. Have a good day."

"I love you, too," I say. "Have a good day. See you later." He leans over and gives me a tender kiss, lingering a bit too long in front of our company but we don't care. We're young and desperately in love. We don't mind showing it. "Bye."

"Bye, love."

"Bye, Daddy," Tyler says, beaming up at his father. Tobias thinks that Tyler only has eyes for me but he loves his daddy so much. Tobias ruffles his hair affectionately. "Bye, Will."

"Bye, Tyler," Will says. "Later, babe. Have a nice morning with Tris." He leans over and gives Christina a quick peck then kisses Liam's head. "Bye, baby boy. Daddy loves you. Love you, too, Christy." She blushes when he calls her his special nickname. She says she hates it but I can tell that she secretly loves it. We all wave goodbye to Will and Tobias as they head off to their meeting.

"I hope you don't mind that I just stopped by," she says. "I've been going stir crazy at home, and I missed you. Did you have other plans?"

"I have to go to the infirmary sometime today and see Isobel to have my blood pressure checked but other than that I was just going to stick around the apartment with the kids," I say.

"How about I walk with you and the kids down to the infirmary then after your appointment we meet the guys in the cafeteria for lunch," she says.

"That sounds like a great plan. I've missed everyone," I say. "Do you want to give Will a call or do you want me to get ahold of Four?"

"I'll text Will and have him tell Four," she says. "Do you want to hold Liam?"

"I thought you'd never ask," I say, moving Tyler off my lap. I gently lift Liam out of her arms and sit on the end of the couch. I fawn over the perfect tiny boy lying in my arms who is now wide awake and looking around. When Tyler sees me fussing over him, I think he gets a bit jealous so he climbs up on the couch to sit next to us and talks to Liam. Christina pulls her phone out and messages Will and almost immediately gets his response.

"They'll meet us in the cafeteria at noon," she says, putting her phone away. "So did you guys have a good weekend? It must have been nice to get away."

"Our weekend was just what we needed," I say trying to keep myself from blushing. "It was relaxing and fun. I'm glad Will, Tori, and Harrison gave us the time off."

"I'm glad you had a good time. I can't wait until Will and I can get away for a weekend or stay in for that matter," she says with longing in her voice. I look at Tyler who got off the couch when he got bored with Liam or decided that he wasn't in jeopardy of losing my affection and is absorbed in a five pack of wooden puzzles at the base of the stairs.

"Still not having sex, huh?" I quietly ask.

"I'm hoping Isobel clears us at my next appointment early next week," she says. "We're both on edge. It's been over three months, Tris." My eyes widen at her admission. I fully understand her angst. I hope that doesn't happen to me and Tobias. I'd go crazy. "I'm feeling great. I keep telling him that but he won't go there until Isobel or a doctor says we can. What started out as an intimate evening at home last night ended with me throwing a knife at Will's head and him storming out."

"You threw a knife at Will?" I gasp, my mouth hanging open.

"It was just a small paring knife, and he has quick reflexes," she says, shrugging. "I apologized immediately when he came home, and so did he, although at the time I didn't think it was necessary. I could have killed the father of my son. What was I thinking? I'm worse than Eric."

"That's impossible, Christina. You're nothing at all like Eric. You're just frustrated," I say. "How long did Isobel tell you that you had to wait? Just call me curious."

"Between four and eight weeks," she says with a chuckle, knowing why I'm asking. "But the norm is four to six weeks apparently."

"Eight weeks?" I repeat, astonished. "I had no idea. She hasn't told Four and me any of this yet."

"She probably doesn't want to stress you out. She didn't tell us until after Liam was born," she says. "I don't think it will be any way near that long for us though. Honestly, I feel great. I'd do it this very minute if only he would. I even told him … well screamed is the more accurate term … that I would go to the infirmary to get checked out so we could make love. I'm going nuts."

"I'm sorry, Christina," I say. "I'd say I know what you're going through but I don't have a clue. The longest Four and I went was nearly seven weeks." I don't have to explain why. We both remember the time before my wedding when I couldn't bring myself to be with Tobias.

"Thank you for opening up to me, Tris," she says. "There's a time when you wouldn't even consider talking about sex. It frustrated me to no end. I thought you didn't trust me."

"I trust you with my life so of course I trust you with my secrets," I say. "You don't know what it's like to grow up in Abnegation just like I have no idea what Candor is truly all about. Like I've said before, sex is a highly taboo subject in my old faction. Over the past few months, I've come to question a lot about my upbringing, and I realize that although I will always be slightly uncomfortable with the subject that I need to get over it. Just don't expect it to happen overnight and don't expect details. The details belong to Four and me."

"I understand and I'm sorry if I ever pushed you," she says.

"You be pushy?" I say with a chuckle. "That's unheard of." She rolls her eyes at me making me giggle harder bringing on her fit of laughter. When I wipe the tears from my eyes and suck in lungful's of much-needed air, Tyler is looking at us like we're crazy.

"You're so funny," she says trying to catch her breath. Liam starts rooting toward my breast so I get up and give him to his mother.

"I think he's hungry," I say.

"Can you bring me my diaper bag?" she says. "It's by the door." I look by the table to the right of the door and see her black and blue diaper bag. I pick it up and bring it to her. She covers up Liam to nurse him, and this captures Tyler's attention. He gets up and stands in front of her, staring.

"Mommy, what Chwissy doin'?" he asks with a big frown on his face.

"She's feeding Liam," I say. He stands there with his head cocked to one side looking at the blanket covering Christina's chest.

"Why?"

"Liam's hungry, buddy."

"Why she doing it?" I meet Christina's eyes, and she looks as confused as I feel. Where's he going with this?

"Come here," I say. He lingers in front of Christina for another minute then comes to me. I pull him up onto my lap and give him a hug.

"Why she feedin' Liam?" he asks again. "Why not you?"

"Oh honey, I don't feed all babies just Tessa," I say. He's really testing me this morning. I'm trying so hard not to laugh. "Do you understand? Mommies feed their own babies."

"You no feed me," he says pouting again and my heart constricts painfully.

"No, I didn't," I say. "Mommy Evelyn did." He buries his head in my chest, and my heart breaks for him. He doesn't like to be reminded of her, which baffles me. I know he loved her … loves her. But we can't even get him to talk about her. I'm sure one day he'll grow out of it but right now it's painful for him.

"I not you weal son," he whispers. I pull him back and look in his eyes, which are brimming with tears.

"Don't you ever think or say that again, Tyler Aaron Eaton," I say. "You are my son, and I love you very much. Daddy loves you, too. I'm going to tell you a secret." He wipes his eyes then hugs me again. I wrap one arm around him keeping him close and cradle his head with the other, comforting him. "I have thought of you as mine since the day you came to live with me. The thought of giving you back to Mommy Evelyn tore me apart."

"Weally?" he asks, looking up at me again.

"Yes," I say. "I've loved you since the day I met you, Tyler, and I love you a little more each day. I may not have carried you in my tummy like Peanut but I chose to be your Mommy. That's what makes our relationship extra special."

"I love you, Mommy," he says. He finally relaxes into my embrace and promptly falls asleep. Poor baby.

"That was emotional," Christina says. She puts a sleeping Liam up to her shoulder and pats his back trying to get him to burp. "Has he ever talked that way before?"

"No," I say with a sigh. "I thought my heart was going to break in two when he said that. 'Not my real son.'" I shake my head in disbelief. "Poor little guy. He's been through so much. I don't ever want him to doubt how much Four and I love him." I press my lips into his hair.

"Tris, I've been around children my entire life. I've never seen a boy love his mother the way Tyler loves you," she says. "I can only hope that Liam feels the same way about me one day."

"He loves you, Christina," I say.

"He's dependent on me," she sadly says. "There's a difference."

"He knows you're his mom, and he loves you," I say. "I have a little experience in this department." Tessa starts whining so I carefully move Tyler off my lap and go to her. I pick her up, and she smiles at me. "Hi, little one." I think that she might be hungry but she's not giving me any cues. She just looks happy after her nap.

"She's so stinking cute," Christina says. "She's looking more and more like Tyler every day." I first look at Tyler who is peacefully napping on the couch and then at Tessa who is now cooing in my arms. She looks up at me over her shoulder and smiles.

"They both look so much like Four," I say. "I think we're very fortunate. Can I let you in on a little secret?" She nods her head at me enthusiastically. She loves it when I confide in her. "I'm thankful that when I look at my kids I don't see either Evelyn or Ethan. I see Four and unbelievably … me."

"I see you in them, too," she says. I see her glance at the wall, and I do the same. "We should be going soon if we want to meet the guys on time. I lie Tessa on her tummy on a blanket in front of the entertainment center then bring down the stroller, pack the diaper bag, and change her diaper. After getting the kids into the double-seat stroller, Christina, the kids, and I head down to the infirmary.