Crickets...Hi Readers, I know it has been a while since I last updated. Okay it's been almost a year. I'm still alive. I thought I would finally give you all another chapter. I can't make any promises when another chapter will be up since I work over 40 hours every week and unfortunately this does not pay my student loans. As always I don't own the rights to Divergent and any military-related mistakes are my own. Happy Reading!
Chapter 51: Teenage Dream
"Tris, wake up," Tobias murmurs in my ear, waking me. I moan, not wanting to wake. My body aches, and my eyes hurt from all the tears I shed last night. I thought I hated Peter before; I hate him even more now. I wish I had never met him, even if he did save Caleb and me from living on the streets when we were younger. The anger consumes my mind. "Tris," Tobias's velvety voice whispers again. I squeeze my eyes tightly shut, not wanting to be up however early it is. "Get up, princess. I have a surprise for you. You need to get up or else we will miss our window." My eyes peek open, revealing Tobias, who is fully dressed in dark jeans, sneakers, a white t-shirt, and glasses. I groan, "Don't you have work today? Why are you up so early?" He smiles, showing off his pearly white teeth. I hate how much of a morning person he is. He flops onto me, "Get dressed, Mrs. Eaton, and I have no work today or this weekend. I'm all yours," he says kissing my forehead. I giggle, "Okay, but I can't move." Tobias rolls onto the bed while I stalk out of the bedroom into the bathroom with my phone in hand, muttering, "You should tell me where we are going. I want to know what I should wear."
From the bed, Tobias grins, "Nope, it's a surprise! The only thing I will say is to wear comfortable walking shoes." Sarcastically, I answer, "I hate you." He laughs, "I know, and don't think of asking Chris because she won't tell you either." I sigh, tossing my phone back onto the bed.
My eyes drift to the duffle bag Tobias has slung over his shoulder while he locks up the house. I ask, "Are we going somewhere?" He shrugs his shoulders and links his fingers with mine while walking to the truck.
Today is my favorite type of day. The birds are singing, it's a warm summer day, and Tobias is home. Tobias looks carefree and happy while he grabs his pair of aviators from the visor, placing them onto my face, laughing while I squint at him from the sun. He grins, "Here, these will help you see," placing his sunglasses onto my eyes. He brushes his lips against mine, murmuring, "Are you ready to find out what your surprise is?"
Pulling away from his lips, I answer excitedly, "Yes!" What is he up to? Tobias smirks, "We are going to New York City for the weekend." Not believing him, I ask, "Really?" Hoping he isn't playing with me. I have always wanted to see the sights of New York besides through a plane or a car window when traveling through. He murmurs, "We are really," his fingertips move a piece of hair that had fallen behind my ear.
Attempting to calculate how long the distance from Virginia to New York City is, I ask, "We aren't driving, right?" Tobias rolls his eyes, laughing, "I actually want to spend more than one day in the City. We are going to take a train from Newport News to Penn Station. Once at Penn Station, we will catch a train to Grand Central Station." Tobias opens the passenger side door of the truck while I hop in ready for our adventure.
The ride to Grand Central Station is over eight hours long. Tobias and I discuss the options of me not having surgery, and where it would leave us in terms of having a family. Crossing my arms, I sigh, "Tobias, we won't be able to have kids, you know that if I don't have this surgery. Even if we spend all this money doing IVF, it won't work. It would be wasted money. I understand you don't like the fact, that I have to undergo surgery, but if we want a family, this needs to be done. Are you really willing to risk our future family for your fears of the unknown? Where is your sense of adventure?" I grin, prodding him. He stares out the train window at the fast-moving landscape.
His eyes meet mine, whispering, "I have a great sense of adventure, but I'm scared, Tris. I'm scared of the unknown a lot of the time. I do a good job of pretending to be strong. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I can't lose you to something as selfish as wanting to have kids with you. It isn't right, and it isn't fair of me to ask you to go through that." Grabbing his hand, I reply, "I want to have kids. It is all I think about at times, with you, and only you, Tobias. I want a house full of them. Please let's try. Let's try this surgery. If one surgery doesn't work. Then it wasn't meant to be. This surgery didn't sound too bad when Dr. Matthews briefly explained it. It will be a day procedure from everything I have researched, and I should have a small incision line about the size of one of your incision lines from your liver repair. I will even let you spoil me, and I won't complain."
Tobias lifts an eyebrow, answering, "Like you say a word about being spoiled rotten now." I smirk playfully, rolling my eyes at him, "Okay, fair point, well made, Captain Eaton, or should I say, Major Eaton." He playfully returns my eye roll. His voice is anything but playful, "Tris, what if this doesn't work? What if you go through all of this, try this, and we still end up with nothing to show for it, then what?"
Tobias utters the words, I'm too scared to say. I mutter, "At least we can say we tried everything in our power to start a family." I don't want to think about the possibility of what he said happening. A shiver ripples up my spine. Tobias wraps an arm around me while he asks, "Will you really be okay with that? I know you have been taking pregnancy tests since we got married, I keep seeing them in the garbage can in the bathroom, and I know they keep coming back negative."
I shrug my shoulders, echoing, "I will have to be okay. It doesn't matter either way, if this doesn't work. If you knew, why didn't you ask me about the negative pregnancy tests?" Tobias's eyes appear sad while he answers, "I didn't want to make you more upset than I already knew you would be from the negative tests. What do we do if this surgery doesn't work?"
My eyes drift to the floor, muttering, "I don't know. What I do know is this: at the end of the day, you will be there to hold my hand through it all, and always will be no matter what." A sly smile tugs at my lips, continuing, "So what do you say, Major Eaton? Are you ready to try for a baby and be a daddy?"
Tobias studies me carefully. Slowly, a smile creeps across his lips, "Okay, I have always dreamt of a little you running around." A giggle escapes my lips at his dream, "Really, that's my dream, except mine has a miniature Tobias in it." Tobias nods, laughing, "Lord help us if we end up with a smaller, just as stubborn version of me."
We continue to talk about the dream of our future. Tobias grabs my hand, kissing the back of it when the train stops. He stares into my eyes, whispering, "I love you," nipping gently at my ear lobe. I grin, "I love you more." Tobias smirks, "Are you ready to see New York City with me, Mrs. Eaton?" Meeting his eyes, I giggle, "Absolutely, Mr. Eaton!"
Until Next Time!