The Divergent Games

Pain

A/N sorry pansycakes, I haven't been updating in a while so I made 3 chapters for you. Enjoy
I wake up to find Rue and Tobias sitting by the fire, eating some more rabbit.

I sit up, get out of the sleeping bag, and go over to them, sitting next to Tobias. He gives me some rabbit as well and I dig in, starving even if I know I'm going to throw it up later.

"How many are dead?" I ask, not really wanting to know the answer, but needing to know it. I want these games to end, and soon.

"Twelve, meaning there are twelve left." Tobias tells me.

I just nod, feeling sick.

I turn around, facing the wall, and I puke. Tobias rubs my back with his large, comforting hand.

When I'm done I lean my back against the cave wall and rest my hand on my belly. Tobias comes over and hugs me, placing a kiss on the top of my forehead. Rue gives me one of the water bottles and I take a few sips out of it.

"Thanks." I say.

She nods. "You're welcome."

We hear a beeping outside that sounds like one of those parachutes that send gifts. Rue goes to get it for us. When she comes back she opens it to find some crackers and a small note from Bud that says it's to help with the morning sickness.

I silently thank him and nibble on one of them.

We hear a boom that means one of the other tributes are dead. There are eleven of us left.

I just want to go home.

...

Natalie's POV

I have been watching the games from the moment it started. Ever since Tobias announced that my little girl was having a baby at the interview I have been more terrified of losing her, and now my unborn grandchild.

I know of the plan to get them both out of the arena but that doesn't mean they'll both make it, or that the baby will. I watch as she suffers through morning sickness in that cave they are hiding in with the girl from District Eleven.

I just want to be there, with her, as she goes through this. She should have her mum there to hold her hand. It's what every girl wants when they're having a baby. My mum couldn't be there for me when I had any of my children, but I want to be there with them.

I can tell they're both scared of losing the baby by the looks in their eyes, they're also scared of losing each other. I know they love each other, and that baby.

I just hope they all make it.

Andrew and Rose walk in and sit next to me.

"How are they?" Andrew asks me.

"Fine. Coping. I don't know. I just want to be there for them."

"I know. I do, too. But they'll both get out and come home. I promise."

"Doesn't mean the baby will. She's obviously in the first trimester because of the morning sickness and the fact she hasn't got a bump. She's more prone to miscarriage in this trimester. Meaning she has to get out of there soon. Being in the Arena is putting too much stress on her and the baby. And stress is bad."

"I know it is. But she's a fighter. And she's not really doing much. I'm sure they'll be fine. But if she does lose the baby we'll be here for her when she gets home. With Tobias."

"I don't want the baby to die." Rose says.

"None of us do, sweetie." I tell her.

Then we continue to watch the games.