Tris and Four's daughter

Who are you?

I sit up. I look down... I'm sat in a metal chair, the same one. I am sat in a small dark room. I stand up and look around... Not much to look at really. "Hello." I hear a voice say. I shoot around.

In front of me stands a tall, dark figure. "Who... Who are you?" I question.
"I am your unborn child." It speaks.
What? No... This can't be happening surely?
"What? There's no way.." I start
"Yes. I am soon to be yours." It interrupts and paces around me.

"You fear..." It says slowly in a deep goulish voice. "That I wil turn out like you. You don't want me to become you."
I freeze... This is a fear simulation. There's always a way to stop it. What would a dauntless do.. What would a dauntless do. A shiny gleam catches my eye. A knife. I know what I must do to stop this.

I dart forward, grab the knife and sink it into the mystery figure. The figure melts away and the room enlargens and a bright light shines onto me. I look up, and see what looks like the whole of dauntless laughing at me. I frown and look around... What's so funny?

Then it hits me. My fear, is public humiliation. I look down at my bare body. Naked. Clothes-less. Exposed. I look up and attempt to cover myself. I hear a whisper but I can't make out what it was saying. "This isn't real." I hear it again. I whip my head round and look to my left. A mirror has appeared. Ah. Vanity. I mustn't look at myself. Instead, I grab the mirror off the wall and smash it down, watching the tiny shards shatter everywhere.

I look back up. Everyone has gone. I look down and see my clothes have reappeared. Magical.
The room hasn't changed... Is I stand up and walk forwards. I had a creak, then a jolt. The room starts to get smaller, and smaller. Claustrophobia, of course. Your worst fear is your last fear... But only three fears? Not possible... Right?

I frantically search for something, anything o stop the walls moving. The lights go off and I scream, tears rolling down my pale cheeks. My fingers stumble across the floor until I feel cold, metal things... Screws? Screws. I shakily grab them and stand up, run over to the moving wall and attempt to jam them under the wall in a attempt to stop it. It works.

I sit upright in the chair. Thank god that's over! I peel the monitors off my head and look over at Alex who has a frown upon his face. "Uhm... Can I go?" I ask nervously
"I have a few things to ask you. As you know, I can see everything in your landscape. Just like I'm going through It with you. You're pregnant? And only three fears? Impressive." He says
Oh god. He knows.
"Yeah... I'm pregnant. Just... Don't tell anyone, please?" I beg

He closes his eyes. "Fine... I won't tell anyone. Especially not Sam. She'd kick you out."
"Thank you so much!!" I reply and jump off the chair.
"You can leave now." He says
I nod. "Thanks." And walk out the door.