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Chapter 8

Complications

Tobias' POV

I take a deep pull of my beer waiting for Zeke to say something. Anything. He has been silent ever since I let him in on this whole thing. His pale, open mouth expression tells me this is obviously the last thing he thought he would hear.

"Fuck." He finally says, his mouth still gaped wide open in shock. "How the fuck?"

"Yup." Agreeing, tipping my beer towards him.

"You really fucked yourself, good." He mutters, nodding his head. "And you didn't know that Chris…"

"Nope," I say, simply.

"And the Doctor…"

"Made a huge mistake. Got his charts mixed up." I explained, matter of factly.

"Now Tris is pregnant? And Chris has no idea it's Tris?" Zeke verifies.

"No idea," I mutter, taking another pull of my beer.

"And we are sure… that Tris is pregnant with your baby?" Zeke asks, making sure.

"It's mine."

"Fuck." He says, snapping out of his daze. "Holy shit. You really fucked yourself." He repeats. I nod my head up and down. No shit. "And the saddest part is that there has been zero to no sex… I mean shit dude, at least the typical thing in a situation like this is that at least two or in your case three people are getting off… That didn't even happen here." He points out.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," I say, sarcastically. I take a deep breath, unable to recall the last time I even was intimate with Chris. "So what do I do?" I ask. Feeling an impossible situation on my shoulders.

"Hell if I know." He mutters. I'm about to thank him for his non helpful shit when he chooses just the right thing to say. "You want my advice?" He asks. As if I haven't been asking. "Follow through on the divorce with Chris…. And do whatever you need to, to work this shit out with Tris. Whether it's co parenting or more…" He says.

I let out a deep breath, blowing out my frustration.

"I told her I'm here for her for whatever she decides. I just don't know what else I can do without pushing her too hard." I confess.

"Then that's all you can do… Be there for her. Let her know. And when she does ask… Be there." He says, as simple as that.

I dig my phone out of my pocket, as it continues to ring. I look down at the caller ID, surprised as I see who is calling.

Tris Prior

I look up at Zeke, who also sees who is calling. His eyebrows raise as he gestures for me to answer the call. I take a deep breath, trying to remind myself that all the balls are in her court. My role in this is to be a supportive….friend.

"Tris?" I answer.

"I'm ready to talk." She says, simply.

I rush back to the apartment as fast as I can. I tried calling Chris three, four, five times even. Each time the phone goes straight to voicemail. I've left a few messages, as well as sent a few texts in hopes that she would respond. But nothing.

It was Tris' call that got me all frantic and crazy. Having me rush home, in hopes to find Chris there somehow. It was Tris' idea to have a face to face talk about our current situation. In Tris' mind this affects Chris just as much as it does Tris and I. But she doesn't know… the truth about my loveless marriage that I'm stuck in. I thought about telling her, it's not necessary…That Chris and I won't be a problem for much longer. But my marital problems shouldnt be a thing to worry about for Tris, not right now.

I open the door to the apartment, relieved when I see Christina already home and in the kitchen. I disregard the bags on the floor, the pending question to her recent shopping trip isn't my priority at the moment.

"I have been trying to get a hold of you…" i point out. Glancing at her phone that sits on the counter.

"Oh really. Sorry. I've been busy." She says, as if I can't notice the new shopping bags on the floor. Yeah I see that.

"We need to talk." I tell her, "The mother…. The woman…. She is on her way here now. She wants to talk to us." I explained.

"Wait. She's coming here, right now." She asks, her eyebrows raised in surprise. "Oh my god." She squeals. "Well who is she? Did she say she is keeping the baby?" Chris rants off.

"Chris…" I say, trying to rein her in. but no luck, the knocking on the door tells me that I'm out of time. Chris moves around me, towards the door. The smell of a man's cologne distracts me for just a second. Who's cologne is that? I have no time to ask as she reaches the door and unlocks it. I watch her face as she opens the door and see her shocked to see who is on the other side of the door.

"Tris?" She mutters in shock.

Tris' POV

I rub my stomach lightly, trying to tame all the butterflies in my stomach. Seems to be threatening to make my breakfast reappear. For hours I have been going over and over in my head what to do. I know this choice, my choice, doesn't just affect me. But it also affects three other lives. I hate the thought of ruining not just my own, but the life of my baby, its father and stepmother…

The stepmother that wants nothing to do with me ever since I killed Will. Could this get any more complicated?

I stand in front of Four and Christina's house, wishing he would have taken my offer to meet anywhere else. More common ground. It was his idea to invite me over so we all could talk about this. After all this is definitely not the kind of conversation you want to have over the phone or under pressure in a Doctor's office. Without hesitating much longer, I lift my right hand and knock softly on the door.

I can't make out exactly what is being said on the other side of the wall. Except recognizing

that it is indeed Four and Christina's voices. The sound of hard heels hitting concrete flooring getting louder, tells me Christina will be the one answering the door and not Four. For some reason… I really wish it would be Four answering and not the other way around. Some kind of protection barrier between Chris and I.

"You." Chris spits out in shock. She turns around towards Four spitting rage as she continues, It's her? Is this some kind of joke?"

"Chris. I was trying to tell you." Four says. I'm surprised at how calm his voice is. Recalling how loud his voice would get in training, especially when it came to Christina… He had such a hard time taming her then.

"Maybe I should…" I gesture back towards the hallway. I really don't want to be in the middle of whatever this is about to be.

"No.. Please Tris, come in." Four pleads. He rushes to the half open door, opening it even wider for me to come through. Christina is stunned frozen in place, as she glances between Four and me, her mouth gaped wide open. "We need to talk." With his words, Christina finally snaps out of it, she wordlessly steps aside letting me enter their home. I awkwardly step in, trying to keep my eyes trained on the floor or sofa and nothing else. "Let's have a seat." Four says, gesturing towards the dining room table.

I fight the urge to roll my eyes noticing the oversized table with enough chairs to host a large dinner party. I take a breath, hating the situation we all have found ourselves in.,but knowing we have to learn to deal with it in one way or another. The faster I learn, the better it will be.

I clear my voice, choosing a random seat. Four takes the seat across from me, with Chris taking the end seat between the two of us. He takes Chris' hand. I close my eyes, wishing somehow this would somehow get easier with time.

"So?" Christina asks, wanting to begin whatever this is.

"I have decided to keep the baby. I've thought about my options… And this seems to be the best one for me." I explained.

"So what does that mean for us?" Christina asks.

"What she means is…" Four tries to explain.

"Oh I think I know exactly what I mean." Chris snaps at Four. Once again I'm shocked at how easily he takes her words.

"May I have some water?" I ask, suddenly parched.

"Four?" Chris asks, not even looking his way. He stands up without a word and moves into the kitchen.

"I don't know what game you are playing…" Chris starts.

I take a deep calming breath before I cut her off, "I'm not playing any game here. This happened to me, just as it has happened to you. I'm just trying to deal with it the best I can," I say, matching her tone.

"My question is… Are you going to play nice or are you going to make this difficult for us?" She asked.

"I'm going to do whatever is right for me and my baby." I say, not sure exactly where she is going with this. "I'm hoping we can all be a team on this." I can see something in her eyes as she processes my words.

"I see. So you're not asking for full custody?"

"I was hoping that we could come to an agreement… more of a co- agreement," I say, shrugging my shoulders. Chills run down my spine when I see her deep frown suddenly turn into a smile just as Four walks back in holding a glass of ice water. He places it in front of me, before he walks back over to his seat next to Chris. He questioningly glances between Chris and I, wondering what he has indeed missed.

"Everything okay?" He asked.

"Oh everything is just fine." Chris says, her tone lighter than before. "Tris and I are just coming to an understanding." I can see the relief in Four's face as he believed Chirs' words.

"Yeah" I agree, suddenly beginning to wonder if coming here was such a good idea.

A/N

Thoughts and comments on Christina's attitude.

Do you think things will go as smoothly as Tris had hoped?

Any thoughts on what is to come

Revised by: FDFobsessed

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Trini