les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

98. Little Brother

Imagine: You and your fiancé, Eric, adopt your younger brother who is in Factionless.

Note: Y/B/N = Your brother's name

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Eric's POV

"Y/N, I'm home," I call to my fiancée as I walk into our apartment. She doesn't respond, "Y/N? Where are you sweetheart?"

She didn't have work today and she told me that she'd be staying home. I check the bathroom, then our bedroom, and finally the kitchen; she's nowhere to be seen, "Fucking hell Y/N, where did you go?"

I walk down the hallway and knock on the door to Tris and Four's apartment, I hate doing this, but Y/N's left me with no choice, she never disappears like this without telling me, especially not when we're supposed to go out to dinner in an hour. Tris finally opens the door, "Eric, what are you doing here?"

"Is Y/N here?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"Because she's not home and she's your friend," I state irritability.

"Well I haven't seen her, sorry. Check with Christina."

I make my way to Christina's place and knock on her door, I don't mind her as much as I do Tris, "Hey Eric! What brings you here?"

"Have you seen Y/N?"

"No, not since yesterday, why? Is everything okay Eric?" A look of worry crosses her face.

"Um, yeah everything's fine, I'll talk to you later Christina."

"Let me know when you find her alright?"

"Yeah, I will."

I go back towards mine and Y/N's apartment. She never does this, she never leaves without telling anybody. Where could she be?

I walk back into our bedroom and see something I didn't notice earlier, a note, sitting on the nightstand. I quickly pick it up,

"Eric, I'm going to pay the factionless a visit, there's something I need to take care of, I'll be back in a little while, we'll have to take a rain check on that date. If I'm late, check the fridge, I have dinner made for you.

Love,

Y/N xoxo"

What is she doing in factionless? What came up that was so important? She knows it isn't safe to go there alone. So many questions run through my head, I have to go find her.

"Have you seen this woman?" I ask a factionless man walking out of a building.

He chuckles, showing his rancid teeth, "She sure is a good looking one."

"Have you seen her?" I ask through gritted teeth.

"I sure have," He says dreamily.

"Where is she?" He laughs, "Where. Is. She?!"

"In there," He points to the building behind him, "Causing a ruckus with her fiery temper."

I push past him and go inside, and sure enough, I see a flash of her Y/H/C hair in the corner of the room, she's arguing with some factionless woman, she has little boy by her side.

"No, he doesn't belong here!" She says, clutching the boy's hand.

"His mother died here, he's one of us!" The woman responds.

"He's seven years old, he belongs with me."

"Miss, we can't let you take him."

"Oh yeah?" She pulls a file out of her purse, "I have official Dauntless adoption papers right here, I have the right to take him with me."

"I-I want to go with her," The boy says in a small voice.

"It doesn't matter what you want boy, this is your home," The woman says sharply.

"Enough, let's go Y/B/N, we're going home sweetie."

"Y/N?" I call, as I approach her.

She whips around, "Eric? What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you the same thing, what are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry Eric, I should have told you earlier, but first, let's get out of here."

"I can't let you leave Miss." I've had enough of this woman.

"You can't stop her," I take Y/N's hand, she grabs the boy, and I lead her towards my car.

She get's the child into the car, and walks up to me, "That's Y/B/N, Eric, my little brother."

"What?! He's like seven!"

"My mom was only 16 when she had me, and 34 when she had him."

"Wait so why is he here and where are you taking him?"

"My mom was kicked out of her faction just before he was born, I was only 18 at the time, she passed away a few months ago, I couldn't just leave my brother here Eric."

"So you adopted him?"

"I know you don't like kids, if you want to call off the wedding then I understand," Tears form in her eyes, "But I can't leave him Eric."

"Are you crazy?! I'm not calling off the wedding Y/N, I love you! Y/B/N, is gonna stay with us."

"Really?!"

"Yes, really," I kiss her on the cheek, before making my way to the driver's side of the car.

Y/N's POV

It's been a week since Y/B/N moved in with you and he has really started to warm up to his brother-in-law.

You walk into your apartment and hear a screech of laughter, "Pew, pew, pew!"

You go in to the living room, and see Eric hiding behind one of the couches and Y/B/N is behind the other, they both have toy guns in their hands, "Watch your back kiddo, I'm gonna get you! Pew, pew, pew!"

Before either of them knows what's happening you quickly run in front of your brother, "You'll have to get through me first before you get my brother, Eric!"

"Y-Y/N?" Eric whispers, his cheeks turn a light shade of pink, "I- we were just."

"Eric and I had so much fun today Y/N!"

"Did you now?" You giggle, picking Y/B/N up, "With all that fun you had, you must be hungry. So what do you want to eat sweetheart?"

You sit Y/B/N down on the kitchen counter and start making dinner for the three of you, smiling at the thought of your soon-to-be husband playing with your little brother.

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