Hold On A Fourtris Story

Chapter 4

"Six!" Christina whispers loudly, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"I don't know, I can be a little unpredictable and you are busy with Will." I raise my eybrows and she slaps me.

"C'mon Tris." she says tugging on my arm, "Let's go get you checked out."

I reluctantly leave the room with her and we go to the infirmary.

"Well Mrs. Eaton you are definitley 2 months pregenant. Come back in a few weeks and we'll see how you progress."

Christina and I stand up and exit the room. As we return to the pit Tobias runs up to us.

"There you are Tris, I've been looking all over for you! Where have you been?" He says panting.

"Can I talk to you?" I repeat my converstation with Christina. "In private?"

"Umm..... okay." We walk to our apartment. "What's up?" He says completely oblivious to the bomb I'm about to drop.

"There's no other way to say this," I begin tentativley, "So I'll say this straight out. Tobias, I'm pregnant."

He looks at me and his jaw drops. I'm expecting an angry or surprised Tobias, but that doesn't happen. Instead, his eyes light up and he smiles.

"Really?" I nod and now I'm smiling also. He leans in and kisses me, and I let him. And this time, it's him who pulls away first.

"Beatrice Eaton," he begins and I know he's serious because he used my full name. "I love you." but before we can kiss again the alarm goes off, warning us to get back to the training room.

'Damn." We whisper in unison.

When we arrive at the training room, giddy smiles on our faces, half of the initiates are already ther. My face falls when I see Daniel. Tobias steps in front of me protectivley. It's amazing how quickly we go from happy married couple to instructor. We set up punching bags as the rest of the initiates slowly trickle in. When they are all here, I begin to talk.

"So! Now you will all learn how to fight. Everyone step up to a bag and start punching/ kicking whatever you do. We will evaluate and put you in groups."

I watchthe initiates fail to fight the punching bag and laugh to myself.

"Is this how my class looked?" I whisper to Tobias.

'If stupid, weak, and just plain terrible is what you mean," He answers "Than yes."

"Well that's embarassing.' I reply. We both chuckle.

"Okay!" Tobias barks. " That's enough. Now we will seperate you."

"The stronger people will come with me who really got the bag swinging will go with Four. Those with less fighting ability will come with me." I say.

"Daniel, Richard, Elenor, Buddy, and Nicoles will come with me." Tobias states and leads his half to one side of the classroom.

"Well that leaves me with Anne, Liesel, Lily and Delilah." I smile at the girls "I will be teaching you how to use your elbows and knees to win a fight."

As I teach "my" ladies how to fight, a smile crosses my face and it grows as I watch them improve.