The past four days have passed excruciatingly slowly. I had no idea how boring it could be just lying around doing nothing of importance all day. I've thumbed through numerous magazines brought to me by Christina, Stella, Marlene, Isobel, and even Avery who have all visited me at one time or another. I finally finished the book I started just before I fell from the path last winter so I can't call this downtime a total loss. I tried to get into another story but it was useless. I did watch every Tobias-approved romantic comedy we own though. Some were better than expected but I'm so sick of the genre. I swear I would kill for a good edge of your seat thriller right about now but that kind of movie has been nixed by my husband. It might elevate my blood pressure.

One thing Zander forgot to mention when he put me on modified bed rest was the plan to have a nurse come three times a day to poke and prod me. Not only have they been taking my blood pressure at every visit but they've also taken blood and urine samples in the mornings. After the first awkward visit with a nurse I had never seen before in my life, I requested that Marlene or Isobel be the ones to come to my home for these visits. I even had Christina give Marlene my spare apartment key so they could let themselves in during the daytime hours so I didn't have to get up and answer the door since I'm supposed to stand as little as possible. With every check, my blood pressure has gotten better and better, and the last three readings were in the normal range, which is excellent. I hope it stays that way once I'm okayed to go back to my regular routine ... if I'm allowed.

On Tuesday, in between How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days and The Proposal, I looked over the plans that Gunner gave me Sunday on our fence tour. I had forgotten all about them between the excitement of Will and Christina's surprise wedding and the stress of Monday's run-in with the bitch and the subsequent banishment to my bedroom. I laid them out on the bed and studied them carefully. Both designs were wonderful but when I saw the second set of drawings it was like he lifted what I envisioned for the room straight out of my head and put it on paper. Since I had the time, I also decided what kinds of murals I wanted in the nursery, playroom, and Tessa's room. I decided against putting any kind of mural in our room because I just couldn't come up with an idea I truly loved. I called Gunner after I had supper with Tobias, Tyler, and Tess that night and told him what I decided on. He's finishing up a project for another client then he will start building the furniture for Tyler's room. He estimated it to be completed by the end of next week, which is great because by that time the apartment will be finished being deep cleaned and painted.

On Wednesday night after a long boring day in my bedroom, Will and Christina brought Liam over for a visit. Christina and I lounged on my bed with Liam and Tessa napping in between us while Tobias, Will, and Tyler were downstairs making a wonderful supper. She gushed the entire time about how wonderful her new husband was. She told me things went very well for them on their wedding night. I have to admit she seemed more at ease than she has in a long time. She also told me that because he planned the wedding, he's letting her plan a honeymoon for immediately following initiation. I told her all about the lighthouse in Amity, which she seemed interested in but she wanted to keep her options open. I was really expecting some gossip from her but she said she'd been too busy with the initiates to hear anything good. Something in her tone made me believe that Tobias and I are the gossip going around. I brushed the thought off rather quickly though. Thoughts like that would be sure to raise my blood pressure. I did go downstairs that evening and sat in the oversized club chair and had supper with our friends. Tobias made a scrumptious meatloaf with garlic mashed potatoes, fresh green beans, and apple salad, and Will made a chocolate cake from scratch that was out of this world. We joked that Uriah must never learn of his hidden talent or he'd have Will baking cakes for him every day.

On Thursday morning, Isobel arranged with Marlene and the infirmary to have an extended visit with me after business was finished. She brought some warm wild blueberry coffeecake she made, and we caught up over decaffeinated coffee and hearty slices of the delectable baked good that she slathered with honey butter. It was better than the cafeterias muffins so I asked for the recipe, which she gladly gave me. Unfortunately, we had to cancel our double date for Saturday night, which was disappointing but we swore to each other that we would all get together one day soon. Just after Isobel left, Stella dropped by to keep me company for a couple hours. She decided to check on me before going to a meeting at Erudite. After she shared that while she was pregnant with Zane she had some complications that kept her on bed rest for six weeks, we commiserated. The best advice she gave me that day was to remember what bed rest accomplished, a healthy baby in my arms. That evening I received a visitor who I was surprised to see, Avery. I wasn't the only one who was happy to see her though. Tyler was ecstatic. She had to promise to play with him before he would let her come upstairs to see me. She felt guilty for being the one who told us about the bitch's deception, which inadvertently led to the bed rest. Tobias didn't want her talking to me about that but I convinced him he can't hide all bad things from me for the rest of this pregnancy. I assured Avery she wasn't responsible for what happened. I actually thanked her again for immediately coming to us, telling her that things could have been a lot worse if she hadn't. She couldn't stay long since she had to be back in the dorms by 10 p.m. but she made sure she played with Tyler before she left.

Tobias has been torn between his duty to Dauntless and wanting to stay home with me. I won't lie, it would have been nice to have him here, taking care of me but I convinced him I was fine and that the misfits needed him more than I did. Last night after he put the kids to bed, he told me about each of the transfers' progress to date. They've had three practice fights, except for Murphy and Sadie who each sat out one match when there was an odd number of initiates. Brody and Grant have won all their fights but, unfortunately, Alec and Kevin have lost all theirs. The rest of the transfers have won either one or two matches. In his opinion, Sadie has improved the most and Zoey has been struggling the most. He said that she tries hard but she just doesn't have the body strength of the other girls. If her first fight hadn't been against the bitch, she probably would be in the same category as Alec and Kevin.

Today is my fifth day of modified bed rest, and it's also the day that Tobias is supposed to go to Candor for interrogation under truth serum to answer the charges brought against him on Monday. It's irritating that he has to do this but a small part of me is glad because it will prove to everyone that he didn't do what she's accusing him of. I still don't quite understand why the process has taken so long. Tori and Will interviewed the initiates, both transfers and Dauntless-born, on Tuesday. They also interviewed Uriah and Christina at length, at least that's what Christina told me. Tobias won't talk about the investigation with me. After one fight, I resigned myself to the fact that he feels like he's protecting me, and he's partially right. Even thinking about the bitch irritates me so I know it's detrimental to my health and Peanut's.

I look at the clock and see that he will be home soon for lunch so I use the bathroom then head downstairs to sit on the couch. I pile the pillows on the end then lounge with my feet on the ottoman. I pick up one of the numerous magazines brought to me this week and flip through it but it quickly loses my interest. I lean my head back and rest my eyes. Doing nothing can be exhausting. Soft lips pressing against mine wake me from my slumber.

"Hello, beautiful," Tobias says. "How are you feeling?"

"Bored," I say and he chuckles softly. I love his laugh.

"I brought us lunch from the cafeteria." He hands me a plate filled with barbeque chicken breast, grilled corn on the cob, summer squash, watermelon, and a slice of fresh strawberry cake with a chocolate drizzle over strawberry frosting. Everything looks spectacular.

"This looks delicious," I say. "Thank you." He sits down in the club chair, and I notice how relaxed he looks.

"Do you have something to tell me?" I ask.

"You're very perceptive, aren't you?" he says with a chuckle. It's nice to see him in such a good mood. It's been a rough week for the both of us.

"Well, first, I talked it over with Uriah and Christina and we're tweaking the schedule a bit. Instead of team elimination paintball tomorrow, everyone is taking the day off and tomorrow night will be capture the flag."

"Why did you do that?" I ask, knowing I'm behind his motives somehow.

"I would like for you to be able to attend both exercises but after a day of resting maybe you'll be able to come with us for capture the flag. I didn't think you'd be up for hours in the park dodging paintballs. Of course, I'm jumping the gun. Zander may not take you off of restrictions."

"I think he will," I say optimistically. "My readings are in the normal range."

"And we want to keep them that way," he says.

"What other news do you have for me?"

"It's about Olivia," he says.

"Oh." I can't help my scowl.

"Tori stopped by the training room to see me. I don't have to go to Candor today." Okay, this piques my interest. "Olivia wouldn't admit she lied but she recanted her earlier statement that I basically blackmailed her for sex and refused to go under truth serum. That's what has taken so long. Tori and Jack had her interview scheduled for the past two days, and she made excuse after excuse as to why she couldn't be there. Tori, Will, and Harrison escorted her off the premises shortly before 10 this morning. We don't have to worry about her anymore, Tris."

"That is wonderful news," I say.

"Then what's wrong?"

"We really do know each other well," I say, stunned that he picked up on my disappointment. "I'm a bit disappointed that there's no truth serum record of your denials." His face subtly changes like I've offended him. "I know you didn't do anything wrong, baby, and I know I shouldn't care about what other people think but I don't want anyone believing you did the horrible things she accused you of."

"Anyone who means anything to me knows the truth and that's all that matters," he says.

"You're absolutely right," I say, smiling warmly at him. "What I'm really disappointed about is we won't get any answers from her." He gets out of the chair, picks up our now empty lunch plates, and throws them away. He moves my feet off the ottoman and puts them in his lap. He massages my feet gently and I moan.

"Don't worry about her. She's gone," he says. "Does that feel good?"

"You know it does," I say. "Thank you." I glance at the clock on the wall and see that if he doesn't leave now he's going to be late for the afternoon session in the training room. "You're going to be late."

"I know," he says with a groan.

"I wish I could go with you," I say. "Or better yet, I wish you could stay home with me." He gently sets my feet to the side and gets up.

"Don't tempt me," he says, leaning over me. He gives me a lingering kiss then leans down and kisses my belly. "You never answered how you were doing."

"Peanut and I are both good," I say. "I feel wonderful and she's been practicing her kickboxing moves on me all morning." I grab his hand and put it low on my abdomen where she's kicking away. "She's telling you that you better go because you're going to be late."

"Oh, is she tapping that out in Morse code?" he asks, his eyes sparkling.

"It's nice to see you truly happy, Tobias," I say as I run my hand across his cheek. "It's been a little while."

"I feel relaxed." His mouth lands roughly on mine, surprising me, and I practically devour him. When he breaks away panting he says, "I have to go. You have a good afternoon, love. I love you."

"I love you, too. I'll see you when you get home." Just after Tobias leaves Marlene shows up to check my blood pressure, which is in the normal range again.

"Did Four tell you the news about the bitch?" she asks. It amuses me that my friends call her that, too, and I had nothing to do with it.

"He did," I say. "You have no idea how thankful I am that she's gone. I knew she was trouble almost immediately but I didn't know how much."

"Did you guys ever figure out why she did it?"

"No," I say, "and I honestly don't care." She gives me a skeptical look. "I let her bother me to the point that I jeopardized not only my health but that of my baby's. I'll never do that again. Nothing's worth that, especially not her."

"I agree," she says. "Well, I have to get back to work. Isobel will stop by later. Dr. Parrish wants to see you in the infirmary tomorrow morning. I'll see you later. I'll lock up on my way out."

"Bye, Marlene," I say. "Thank you."

I watch two new romantic comedies that Tobias brought home for me last night to pass the afternoon. The first one is really good and keeps my full attention, making me laugh and cry but I lose interest in the second one and end up falling asleep on the couch. When I pry my eyelids open I find myself staring into the most beautiful blue eyes.

"I sowwy," Tyler says, pouting.

"What are you sorry for, buddy?" I say with a yawn.

"I waked you up," he says. "Daddy say be quiet."

"You didn't wake me up," I say, ruffling his hair. I sit up and look around. "Where's Daddy and Tessa?" He points upstairs. "Come here." He climbs up on my lap, and I give him a big hug. "Did you have fun at daycare today?"

"I played with Zane," he says.

"You like playing with him don't you?" I ask and he nods enthusiastically. "Do you want to spend the night with him tomorrow night?"

"Yeah," he says excitedly.

"Mommy and Daddy have to work tomorrow night," I say. "But we get to spend the entire day together tomorrow. We'll probably have to stay home but we could make some cookies or something or maybe we could have a picnic on the rooftop deck at our new apartment. What do you think?"

"I like cookies," he says.

"So do I," I say.

"Did someone mention cookies?" Tobias asks as he steps into the living room holding Tessa in his arms. She looks on the cranky side.

"Yeah," I say. "I was just asking Tyler if he wants to make some cookies tomorrow or maybe have a picnic on the new apartment's rooftop deck. Is she hungry?"

"Yes, she is," he says. "Tyler, why don't we get supper ready while Mommy feeds your sister?" He gets off my lap then Tobias gently places Tessa in my arms.

"Hi, little one. I've missed you," I say as I nurse her. "What's for supper, fellas?"

"A Canadian bacon and pineapple pizza, Caesar salad, and banana splits for dessert," Tobias says.

"Wow, that sounds wonderful," I say. "Thanks for getting my favorite pizza. That was thoughtful of you."

"It my idea," Tyler says.

"Well thank you then," I say. Just as I'm finishing up with Tessa, supper is ready.

"What great timing," Tobias says. "I'll put her in her swing while we eat then I'll give her back to you." He knows how much I've missed being able to take care of her this week. I kiss her sweet, chubby little cheeks then he takes her out of my arms and puts her in the swing, which he moves in front of the TV. Tyler practically sits in my lap while we eat the delicious meal.

"What do you guys want to do tonight?" I ask after we finish supper? They both kind of shrug their shoulders at me. "Tyler, why don't you pick out a board game we can all play?" He goes to the bookcase and gets Candyland. We don't get a chance to play often but when we do we always have a wonderful time. Two hours pass in a blink of an eye with Tobias and Tyler sitting on the floor in front of me while I lounge on the couch.

"This fun!" Tyler laughs as he wins … again!

"It's almost time for bed, buddy," Tobias says. "Let's go upstairs and get you in the tub."

"Otay," he says. "Mommy come?"

"When you get out of the tub you can come say goodnight to me," I say. "Maybe we can cuddle for a little bit while Daddy gets Tessa ready for bed."

"Otay," he says.

"Can you carry Tessa upstairs for me?" I ask when Tobias and Tyler turn to go upstairs. "We'll lie in bed while you guys are in the bathroom."

"Sure," Tobias says. He picks Tessa up from her swing, and we all go upstairs together. I get in bed and he hands me the baby.

"Say bye-bye to Daddy and brother," I say, waving her little hand. I lie her down on the bed beside me and talk to her and play peekaboo, which makes her laugh until she starts yawning. I tickle her arm and face until she slowly closes hers eyes then I watch her sleep. "You are so perfect."

"Did she fall asleep?" Tobias asks as he walks into the room.

"Yeah," I say. He puts Tyler on the bed who carefully crawls over to me and cuddles against my chest. I wrap my arms around him and hum a couple children's songs until he, too, falls asleep.

"I should put them to bed," Tobias says.

"No. Leave them here. Bed rest isn't all bad. I like us all cuddling in bed together. We might have to make this a bedtime tradition."

"I'm not opposed to that," he says. "Did you have a good afternoon?"

"Yeah," I say. "Marlene came over right after you left and Isobel came while I was napping. She took my blood pressure then left. I barely remember her being here. It was normal all three times today. Marlene told me that Zander wants to see me in the infirmary tomorrow morning. Do you think he'll take me off bed rest?"

"I think he might," he says. "You've been doing such a good job."

"Anything for Peanut," I say. "You better get them to bed. I don't know about you but I'm tired." After kissing Tyler goodnight, Tobias carries him to his room and tucks him in. Then he comes back and puts Tessa to bed. I use the bathroom and change into a lacy camisole and a pair of sleep shorts then get into bed.

"How about a massage?" he asks when he comes back into the room.

"That would be really nice." He grabs my jar of lotion off the dresser and comes to the bed. I take my cami off and lie on my side with two pillows under my head and two more under my tummy. Isobel wasn't kidding when she said this position was comfortable.

"Are you ready?" he asks as he warms the lotion with his hands.

"I am," I say. He puts his palms on my lower back and rubs his way up my back with a very light pressure. After he finishes with my shoulders he glides his hands down my sides to my lower back again and repeats the journey but with greater pressure. "Mmm. Feels good." He's really good at this. He dips up more lotion and concentrates on the tight muscles of my lower back, pressing deeply into the flesh.

"How's your back feeling?" he asks, his hands kneading the muscles.

"Really good," I say, my words slurring slightly from fatigue.

"Is it still hurting?" he asks as he finishes the massage.

"Uh-uh."

"Do you want to put your shirt back on?" he asks, his mouth against my ear.

"Uh-uh."

"Are you asleep?" he whispers, sounding amused.

"Mm-hmm."

"Sleep well, love," I hear him say as he wraps himself around me just as I drift off.