Epilogue

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"Tris! Where are you?" I call out as I walk into the room.

"Here." She replies, walking out of our daughter's room, followed by the three year old Emma who runs to me and I pick her up.

"How was work?" Tris asks walking up to us.

"Nothing different. Zeke insisted on going zip lining with the kids but no way am I doing that because I don't want to have another heart attack." I reply.

Tris walks past me shaking her head at the memory of me zip lining. I turn my attention to the girl in my arms. "And how was your day?"

She stretches out her arm and shows me something on her arm. It's Tris and my name with arrows pointing downwards towards her name.

"Wow! Is that a family tree?" I ask her.

She nods her head so hard that her hair brushes my face, making me smile. "It's a family tree. Aunty Christina suggested that I get a tattoo of this when I turn twelve."

I groan and set her down before turning to Tris who is going through some papers, probably her new initiates.

"I told you not to let Christina put any funny ideas inside my daughter's head!"

 "It isn't my fault. I had to go for Initiation and you were busy with your leader work, so I had to leave her with someone and it happens to be that Chris and Will are the only ones who haven't gotten married yet. So, I didn't have a lot of options for her babysitter." She explains, not looking up from her papers.

I sigh and say. "Come on, Em let's put you to bed."

I take her small hand in mine and lead her to her bedroom. After tucking her in, I sit on the bed's edge and wait for her to fall asleep.Once her eyes close and her breathing evens I go back to Tris and flop down next to her on the couch.

 After sitting in silence for a few minutes, I ask."How're this year's initiates?"

 Again, she doesn't look up but replies. "They're alright. The good thing is none of them are gay or suicidal."

I put an arm around her shoulders. "Hey! You have to let go of it. I mean, Henry is happy now. He's an instructor, just like you and he's got a huge group of friends. So, don't worry."

She leans into me and puts her head on my shoulder. Suddenly, she sits up. "I completely forgot to tell you. They needed volunteers to help the Abnegation with the factionless. So, I volunteered because Emma is off from school tomorrow and none of us has work either."

 She tells me.At once a strange feeling fills up inside me. I'm sad and happy. I can't decide on one. I sigh and lean back against the back of the couch.

Seeing me, her smile fades."Oh Tobias! I'm sorry! I never thought about that." She apologizes.

But I stop her by pressing my lips to hers. When I pull away she starts to speak again but I stop her. "Don't worry. I'm fine with it. It's been three years now which is enough time for me to recover from all that."

She looks down at her hands and nods. "Okay. But what if we run into one of them."

"Ignoring them is the best strategy that I can think if." I reply.

She looks up and meets my gaze. "Tobias, look. I know that they were hard on you and they bullied you your whole life but they're still your family."

I groan and throw up my hands. "That is the problem! Everyone is ready to forgive people just because they're their family or best friend. No matter how someone is related to you, as long as they hurt you, they don't deserve your sympathy."

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