Tobias's POV
Tris rests her head against my chest as I sway us back and forth with my hand on the small of her back and my other holding hers.
Someone walks up to her, making Tris snap her head up. Knowing her, she probably fell asleep. We look at Max. He doesn't look Dauntless right now, he looks more Erudite in a suit.
"I just haven't been seeing Tris around lately and was beginning to grow worried. How has the Pregncany been going?" He asks. Tris looks up at me with a sad look. Max and I are actually close, sort of have a brotherly relationship like the Pendrad's and I. I needed someone to vent to.
"Um, I miscarried," she tells him. He looks at me in shock. I clear ny throat.
"I'm so sorry. Four just told me you were pregnant about two weeks ago, so I thought-"
"Max, can you help get Uriah to stop stealing the Dauntless Cake!" A cook says. Max smiles then runs into the kitchen.
"I'm so sorry. We can leave if you don't want to be here anymo-"
"Four?" A female voice says. We turn around to see some long legged, model like girl in a tight fitting, blood red dress. She eyes me up and down like a lion would its pray.
"And you are?" I ask. I have never seen her in my life. And if I have, I was most likely drunk and it was when Tris was missing three years ago.
"I'm Raelee. You know me pretty well," she says, reaches out and running her hands down my chest. Tris slaps her hand off.
"Listen I don't know who you are, but whatever happened between you two is in the past. So if you could, please leave," she demands. Thats my girl. She's only trying to be calm right now.
"You're such a mom," The girl, Raelee, says. "Why don't you go back you dumnass kid so Four and I could do some....addition and multiplication," she says.
"Thats my child so I suggest that you back away and leave away from us," I say. I'd never talk to a girl that way when I'm in my right mind. I'm not drunk at all, haven't even had one beer, but when you insult my kid in anyway your a dead man.
"Whatever. And by the way, I'm of the girls you fucked," she says before walking away. Inclose my eyes.
"Again, I'm sorry. I don't rememeber her. If you wa-"
"Tris, Four," A cheery voice says. I turn around in frustration.
"What do you want?" Its Hanna and our friends. Oops.
"I must wanted to see my son but whatever," Hanna says. She refers to as her son okay?
"I'm sorry. I didn't ema to snap. Please forgive me," I say. She touches my cheek affectionately.
"I always do," Hanna says. Christina and Tris sit down and start to talk. ---
As I'm dancing with Tris against she gets tired. "Tobias," she says.
"Mmm?"
"My body hurts," she says. I tell her that we should go and we get our stuff. As we're walking out of the room she hand slips out of mine and she falls to the ground. I drop down next to her. She's passed out. I run as fast as I can into the dining Hall and get Zeke and Uriah.
Zeke checks her pulse point. "Its there, but its concerningly slow," he says. How does he know how to do this? I don't know.
"I'm taking her to the hospital. Make sure that the Priors knows that she's at the hospital," I say. They nod and rush back into the room.
"Come on. Wake up," I say. She opens her eyes, but panics and clenches her chest. She can't breath; her lungs are failing her.
"Its okay baby," I say.
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Everyday Love (book 3 of the Angel With a Shotgun Series)
FanfictionThis is the the theird installment to my fanfic series of Angel With a Shotgun. Tobias and Tris have a daughter named Thana who is three years old. The day Tris came home from visiting her family for three weeks, Thana came out of Tobias and Tris's...