Burning With the Fire (Eric Divergent Fanfic)

Keeping On the Down Low

**2 weeks later** (sorry for the time jump, but I was starting to get writer's block, and this was the best way for me to keep going!)

We have managed to stay in Amity for two weeks, which shocks me to no end. We are some of the most wanted people in the city, and Amity sent their 'safe-house' report to all the other factions, notifying us they are keeping runways here. They might as well have painted targets on our backs and sent us on our way. As Tobias said, the Amity haven't been known to be the smartest faction.

Tris has been avoiding Peter like the plague, which has been a great advantage for us. Tobias has been doing the same with his father, but all good luck runs out eventually.

I went to the Amity infirmary right after the meeting couple weeks ago, like Uriah suggested, and the doctor there confirmed I was having a little girl. I was crying happily, and Uriah looked like he had tears in his eyes too. I asked him to come with me, to be my moral support, and I wouldn't change that decision for a moment. He was the rock I needed at a time like that.

The doctor said I would be due in exactly seven weeks from the appointment, so five weeks from now, which worries me greatly. I have no idea what our world will be like by that time, and who the hell knows, there may not even be a world for this baby to be born into.

The group is seated at breakfast, and no one is really saying anything, just pondering over our meal of oatmeal and peaches. We have no words to speak, aside from Caleb, who is talking Tris' ear off about some sort of watering process for plants. Very boring if you ask me, and Tris seems to feel the same way, even though she doesn't show it, for her brother's sake.

"You aren't going to eat your toast?" Caleb asks her, and she shakes her head.

"The bread tastes funny." She says, and she shrivels her nose at the toast sitting on her plate. It sits untouched, except for a lone bite taken from the corner. Caleb gladly takes it from her plate.

"They load it with their happy juice. I'm staying away from it for my baby, and I'm basically living off fruits and vegetables. It's the only thing they don't put the happy shit in." I tell her, and she looks at me shockingly. And so does Caleb.

"Don't be surprised. I did a research project in my last year in Erudite on the diet of all the factions, and I got top marks. Jeanine even commented on it." I tell them, and Tris nods while Caleb smiles at me in envy.

"Why did you leave then? You were pretty much in line for leadership, and you just go to another faction." Caleb states like the nose he is, and I just scoff.

"It wasn't me. My parents pushed me to be that, I never wanted to have top marks and be a snoot. I wanted something to let me be free, and keep me on my toes all the time. I think that's pretty much the definition of Dauntless." I snap at him, and his eyes widen at my suddenly cranky mood. Tobias, Tris, Uriah, Susan, and some other Abnegation and Amity look to me in worry and concern, given I just created 'conflict.' I get up from my seat, and leave the room without a word.

***Eric's POV***

Agony. Torture. Hell.

None of these words even come close.

Ever since Arielle left, I haven't slept, and I've destroyed everything in my path, and haven't had a hint of remorse. The apartment we shared in Dauntless is unrecognizable, as all the furniture is abolished and there are holes in the walls. If Corey didn't hit me with that tranquilizer, I probably would have killed myself doing something stupid.

My heart is black, cold, and un-beating. Ever since I woke up that retched morning.

She knew. She had to have known it was going to happen that day. Hell, we made love the night before like it was the last night of our lives. And I'll never forget it.

And I don't think I've ever felt as angry as I did when Four wouldn't tell me where Arielle was. I knew that he sent her away, to protect her, just like he said he would.

I rub my temples in frustration and in pain. I did everything I could, and it still wasn't enough.

If I remember correctly, the baby will be due in roughly five weeks from now. So Max, a few Erudite, a handful of Dauntless soldiers, and myself are storming Amity tomorrow. I am going to get her back, and I will have to somehow convince Jeanine she isn't Divergent, even though I believe she is. I know she withheld the fact from me in fear of her life, and it makes me sick that she thinks I would kill her. My girl, my angel.

The night she left, I was going to propose to her. But as soon as her lips met mine, my hunger for her took over. I still have the ring on a necklace, around my neck, that I carry with me every day. It burns an icy hole in my chest, reminding me constantly of the flame I lost.

I have fallen into a depression of sorts. These two weeks without her have felt like a millennium. I am going through my life without a purpose, not really feeling or doing anything. Jeanine has been growing impatient with me, but she let my sisters go as soon as the simulated attack against Abnegation was in progress. The deal was to help her get Abnegation in control, and we did that, but lost it when the two Stiffs got the simulation drive and went to Amity. She no longer holds a power over me, I could walk out the damn doors if I didn't know any better.

Jeanine said she wants the drive retrieved, but I know that group is one step ahead. They have likely destroyed it by now. The only reason I organized this whole operation was to get Arielle back. No other reason.

My girl is coming home tomorrow, one way or another. 

Eric and Arielle POV's! Yeah! Sorry for the crappy chapter lovelies, but the next chapter is going to be eventful.... keep reading, and comments/votes would be amazing! Have a good day lovelies!