Tris's POV
I screech in pain. I know I can do this. I only have to push out two kids, then it's over. No more pain.
Tobias hold my hand, trying to comfort me.
"Just breath, Tris. It's going to be okay. It's almost over." He says.
Our daughter comes out first, and she is taken by a doctor to get cleaned off. Then, with much more pain, our son is out.
I hold our daughter while Tobias hold our son.
"What are you gonna name them?" Says Christina.
"I don't know. What should we name them Tobs?" I say, to lazy to say Tobias.
"Tobs? Really?" he says, followed by a light chuckle. "Well, I kind of like Sydney for a girl, and then Conner for a boy."
"Sydney and Conner Eaton. I like it." I say smiling.
"So is that like, gonna be their names?" Uriah says like 13 year old girl.
I look up at Tobias and give him a big smile and a slight nod. He smiles back, then looks up at Uriah.
"Yeah. Sydney and Conner." Tobias says.
Uriah picks up and holds Conner. "Say hi to Uncle Uriah!" he says.
"Uncle? Really?" Christina says.
"Well I mean, Uriah is a really close family friend. It can be Uncle Uriah and Aunt Marline, then Aunt Christina and Uncle Will. How bout that?" I say, taking in a deep breath in.
"Fine by me." Says Tobias.
"Well, it's just about time for Uncle Uriah and Aunt Marlene to be leaving." Uriah says, handing back Conner.
"Goodbye!" I say happily.
"Bye, Uriah." Says Tobias.
Then, Sydney lifts up her hand. And shakes it.
"Aww, even Sydney said by, Uriah!" I say.
"Well, now I know who's my favorite." Chuckles Uriah, then walks out the door.
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Divergent: After It All
FanficThis is about life after the war. Except nobody died. (Except Al and Eric) When Tris and Tobias have been together for almost 3 years, some crazy and exciting things together. This is life in the Dauntless faction; after it all.