Cold

Little Boy

The next days passed pretty fast to my surprise.
I tought Jeanine would lock me up and wait nine months for me to give birth like an animal but I had doctors running tests and special meals made for me.
They actually took care of me which came as a shock.
I rarely saw Eric after our little talk and I felt like he was embarrassed of himself.

I also rarely saw my brother and Tris anymore.I was usually locked in what i could only describe as a special cage.It was comfortable but still a cage.

As the days passed I felt more and more attached to my son.
Yes it was a boy.
Which made me both happy and afraid because I feared it would turn out to be a small Eric.
Nevertheless what mattered was that this baby would have a chance I did not.

Here I was at the doctor's chair,here for out weekly check out of the baby.
Doctor Patrick was one of the few people opposed to the whole Divergent hunt and he was very open about it but because he was best at his job they kept him.
He was the only one sympathetic on me and often asked me stuff about me.

"How are you today honey?" he asked as he pulled my shirt up.

I sighed and said something between i am fine and okay,not really sure what actually came out of my mouth since I hadn't really slept all those weeks.

"You are still thinking about what we have discussed you shouldn't?" he teased.

I nodded my head.

The truth was that this blonde asshole couldn't escape my mind.
I didn't want to let him go,not now that we shared a child and no matter what I thought and what Eric was he was still his father.

The doctor finished with me and sent me back to my room with the promise to try and get some rest.
I waited inside the doctor's office for the soldier to pick me up and escort me to my room but instead of him Eric came.
He looked tired too probably hadn't slept either.

"We need to talk."