Divergent/Insurgent Imagines

You're Pregnant

TOBIAS: You ran alongside Uriah, who was hollering and cheering as all of the other Dauntless born caught up. You were all going to do zip line once more before the final tests began. You tried to be as hype as everyone else around you, but you didn't feel so good. You were already panting, and you felt as if you were going to fall onto your stomach if you crouched far enough. Why did you feel so tired?

"Y/N, you first!" Uriah stated, making everyone else cheer. Trying to keep up with the hype, you nodded and allowed them to strap you up. You looked down at the concrete floor beneath you; wow, you were high up. As Uriah tightened the straps, you felt a bit of vomit in the back of your throat and you put a hand over your mouth.

"Ready?" He asked, grabbing the straps around your waist, pulling the sling back.

"No, Uriah, wait." You demanded, grabbing your burning stomach.

"Here you go!" You felt his hands let go of the straps a bit and you grabbed his hands.

"Uriah, no! Get me off!" You cried out, gagging. Uriah pulled you back and you untied yourself, falling onto your bum, covering your mouth as you did so.

"What's the matter with you, Y/N?" Lynn asked, crouching beside you. You shook your head and before you knew it, you were blowing up chunks.

"She needs a nurse!" Marlene shouted. 

Your friends called Zeke and Lauren to assist you to the infirmary, and you laid down, waiting for the nurse to come back in.

"What'd ya eat? That was some nasty stuff." Marlene said, shuddering. You rolled your eyes.

"What's going on?" You and Marlene looked over at Four, who barged into the room.

"Your girl here has food poisoning." Marlene responded, shaking her head.

"On the contrary, Marlene." The nurse said, flipping through some pages on her clipboard.

"According to what you've told me and the tests I ran on your urine, the results say that you are nine weeks pregnant." Your eyes widened and you turned to Four, who was in more shock than you.

"I'm going to be an aunt!" Marlene exclaimed, making you snatch the papers from the nurse.

"There's gotta be some kind of mistake." You muttered, panting. The nurse took her clipboard back and pushed you back down.

"You need to relax; panicking is not healthy for the baby. We will help you care for yourself, but I am not too sure that you will make it through initiation." You hid your hands in your face; damn you, lust!

"Yes, she will. The Dauntless aren't quitters, pregnant or not." Four stated, placing a hand on your stomach, tenderly grazing his thumb across your belly button.

"I'll help her out, nurse, don't you worry about that." Marlene said, grabbing your hand. The nurse walked out to retrieve your medications.

"How are we going to do this? We can't raise a child in these circumstances!" You panicked, biting your lip.

"I'm actually a bit disappointed that we weren't more careful... but this is ours. We can either cry about it or make the best of it; I suggest you take care of our child, babe." Four said, kissing your forehead. You sighed.

"I'll protect you to best of my ability. You'll help me, right, Marlene?" Four continued, looking at Marlene, who nodded, smiling at you. You let out a deep breath and nodded. You could tell Four was excited, but him being him, he couldn't let it pass as a light situation, since it was a mistake. Oh well, it was time to welcome a minnie you/Four into this world! Four sat down beside you and stared at your stomach with loving eyes, something that you hoped your child would have in his traits.