Epilogue:

Me and Thomas have agreed to a September wedding. He knew my thing for the fall. You know. When the leaves change their colors and the nights are crisp and cool, while the moon and stars come out to shine. Now, I wish I was getting married underneath the stars. I know it sounds like a crappy romantic autumn wedding movie, but it's the one I want and I need, so HA! I look at my reflection in the long-length mirror and I frown at my reflection. Looking at my white wedding dress and matching veil, I look like a complete moron. How do people wear this despicable garbage! I take that damned thing off of my head and look at it. I grunt in disgust and threw it down to the ground. I sit on the elegantly pearl-white couch in the changing room and I bury my face into my palms. I CAN'T go through with this...! I do love Thomas, but I can't do this! I hear a knock on the door.

"Come in.", I say through my hands.

Keira poked her head in and groans as she sees me not ready yet. She comes in, all seven months of her, dressed in an all-black dress down to her feet and matching sneakers, her hair tied into a long ponytail, and she sits next to me, wrapping her arm around my whole body and bringing me close to her. I rest my head on her shoulder gently.

"I can't believe it's been seven months and you haven't gave birth yet!", I joke.

"Pregnancy takes nine months, Lizzie.", she jokes.

"Ugh, I DON'T wanna know all that crap! Having a baby grow inside of me! *Shudders*….creepy."

"Don't act like you don't want a baby with Thomas...who YOU gonna marry...!"

I cover my ears. I didn't want to talk about the wedding. I don't wanna talk about babies. I don't wanna talk about love in general...! Keira notices my body language. Dammit! Why did her mother had to be a former Candor!? I shouldn't think about Aunt Christina. The memories of the war might make me cry and I can't afford the tears. Keira shakes her head and kisses my cheek. Damn her Amity nature. But, I can't complain since I'm friends with Anna again. I sigh.

"I don't think I'm ready for marriage, Keke."

"Don't you love him?"

I nod and start to tear up, but pretended to cough to cover up my sadness.

Keira, on the other hand, didn't fall for it.

"It's okay to be nervous. I was nervous when I was telling Mason about the baby."

"Hold my hand, Keke. Look me in the eye and tell me it's gonna be okay!"

Keira gives me her hands and holds on to mine but I didn't realize that I was squeezing hers too tightly.

"Sorry, Keke."

I let go and she rubs her hands softly.

I look down at my black Converse sneakers.

Keira hugs me and says that everything was going to be okay.

"Though I think we need to do something about your dress, Liz."

I look at my dress, which was pearly white, down to my knees, with ruffles. She was right.

"Alright, Lizzie. Strip down, little lady."

I took off my dress and Keira finds a black halter dress which fell at my feet. The dress wasn't flowy but not tight either, which was okay. THIS is better. No girly stuff. Then, I think to myself. I wonder how Thomas was doing.

"Remember, Thomas. This is my daughter. My only daughter that you're marrying."

"Yes, Four, sir."

"She's very fragile."

"Is she?"

Four glares at him.

"Sorry, sir."

"Don't break her heart. No secrets. No lies. No adultery. No mistakes. If you step out of line, Marshall, I'll throw your ass in the chasm. Break my rules, I'll throw your ass in the chasm. Disrespect me or Liz-"

"You'll throw me in the chasm."

Four smirks and pats him on the back hardly. "Or I'll have Liz do it for me."

Thomas gulped at the thought of his soon-to-be wife throwing him in the chasm. Four laughs and fixes Thomas's black bowtie, which matches his all-black suit and white shirt. Proper wedding attire. Mason, sitting at the edge of the black and white couch, laughs and gets up to come to Thomas. Mason grabs a pair of scissors and cuts up Thomas's sleeves. Thomas growls at him.

"What the hell, Mason!"

"Dude, this is a Dauntless wedding. You have to look the part."

Four thinks about it and agrees by nodding. "We are Dauntless. Have to look like one."

Thomas looks at himself and shrugs.

Since the factions were token down, the city of Chicago was beautiful with the colorful leaves on the ground. The crisp air was flowing. The wedding took place outside where our newly bought house was. Well, all-in-all, we were getting married in our backyard. What...? We're Dauntless! We don't care about romance! If that's the case, our marriage should open. Or polygamy should be legal...I mentally vomit of the idea of Thomas having a threesome. Thomas was standing on the wooden alter my father had built with Mason's help. He was tugging at his collar and was looking at the crowd of friends and family. He was surprised to see his family, mostly his mother, sitting in the front aisle. Her arms crossed and her back relaxed. Creepy, but he didn't try to let his mother ruin his special day. For once, he wished that his mother would swallow her pride and be happy for him for once in her damn life! He also sees Marlon in his white tuxedo with blue polka dots, sitting next to Joselyn, his mother, on his left and Farrah, wearing a fiery red and yellow strapless summer dress, on his right. He kissed Farrah on her cheek and snuzzles her. Eric, who was sitting next to Joselyn was stewing, but she nudges him with a smile on her face. Thomas looks at the porch double doors.

Where's Liz...? She should be here. I wonder if she's as nervous as I am.

Then, the doors finally open but it was Four standing there by himself with one finger in the air meaning 'give me a minute'. There was a girl screaming in the house, which was me. My mother and Keira were trying to pull me out of the kitchen and into the backyard, but I wouldn't move. I wasn't ready for marriage! I wasn't ready for anything at all! Mom grabs me around my waistline and drags me outside. Yes, it was embarrassing and I was being a baby but I had my reasons. As my mother puts me down, she smooths out her hair and says, "Sorry, everyone..."

My father looks at his feet and beckons me to hold his hand. I held it and we walk down the wooden aisle. I was face to face with Thomas as he looks at my black gothic dress and veil. I look at his arms.

"Whoa. Look at the buff show here!", I joke.

Thomas rolls his eyes.

"Says the girl who looks like the person from Green Day..."

"You mean Billie Joe Armstrong..? How dare you!"

Thomas chuckles as he holds my hands and looks into my eyes. I try to avoid his gaze. I was nervous as hell! My palms were shaking.

"Are you nervous as I am, Liz..?", asks Thomas.

I look at him. He knew.

But, the ignorance in me didn't back down.

"No! I'm Dauntless! WE don't get nervous! Who the hell do you think you ARE, Marshall!?"

I storm off but Keira puts a hand on my shoulder and gives me a stern look.

I sigh.

"Thomas...I love you. But...I don't think I can go through with this..."

I knew that his heart has dropped due to the look he was giving me.

"Liz, I'm nervous, too."

He holds on to my hands and kisses me.

"If you really love me, Liz...you would be brave with me."

I look him in the eye and nod, kissing him back.

There was my father, acting as the pastor, embarrassing me, and stands in front of us.

"Dad," I hiss. "What are you doing?!"

"What? You don't need a license to be a preacher."

"Uh, yea ya do! Thomas!"

"Uhhh...I can't argue with Four, Lizzie..."

I groan while my father mocks me.

"Do you, Thomas Marshall, take my lovely daughter, Elizabeth Eaton, as your newly wedded wife...? Say yes or else I'll throw your ass in the chasm."

"DAD!"

"Oh my God, Four...", groans my mother while sinking in her seat while my Uncle Caleb snickers.

"Tobias is a really good pastor, huh, sis?"

"Shut up, Caleb."

Uncle Caleb snickers again.

I shake my head and look at Thomas again, ignoring my father.

"I do.", says Thomas, without hesitation.

Smart man.

"And do you, my adorable daughter, Lizzie, take this ignoramus, as your husband. PLEASE say that you'll throw him in the chasm if he hurts you...!"

"DAD! I'm NOT gonna hurt him...! But, I can't make no promises..."

Thomas gulps.

"I do, though, take this idiot as my husband. Though, he's an Erudite..."

"Former Erudite, actually. Remember we formed the factions all together?"

"Aw, yea. For world peace and chocolate."

"Chocolate?"

"I'm hungry...okay?!"

Four shakes his head and says, "By the power I invested in myself, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride. No tongue included."

"DAD...!", I whine.

Mom sinks in lower in her seat and Unc was dying with laughter.

Thomas holds my face and kisses me. I kiss him back. Mason was cheering loudly and Keira was clapping while laughing at her boyfriend. Marlon nods and claps with his mother, Joselyn, and Farrah with her sister, Brandy. I hug Thomas and holds his hand as we walk down the aisle and go into the house with our friends as we eat cake. Beautiful chocolate cake with white and pink frosting due to my parents hipping in on their money but my father was being hesitant on the size of the cake. My mother, on the other hand, ignored him, as usual, and bought anyway. Father, who never argues with Mother, just let her do her thing.

FIVE YEARS LATER:

I was watching television with my son, Tobias Matthew, who is three and Thomas, who was rubbing my pregnant belly. Tobias was sitting in front of the TV.

"Tobias, get away front the TV before you strain your eyes!", I say.

God, I sound like my mother!

Tobias comes at my ankles and hugs them. I ruffle up his black curly hair, which made me think of Thomas before he cut his hair.

I kiss Thomas and say, "I said I never get pregnant and look what happened."

"Well, Miss Dauntless, you DID say you're a risk taker."

"YOU wanted children...!"

I pick up Tobias, but Thomas beat me to do and placed him on his lap, kissing his son. A knock came and I got up to go get it. I open the door and it was Keira and Mason, who were newly married, with their five year old daughter, Christina, named after Aunt Christina, respectively, and they came inside.

"How are you guys?", asks Mason, stroking on his new mustache, which me and Keira begged him to shave off but he was being a dick about it.

"I'd be better if you shave off your stupid mustache!", I joke.

"Told you, Daddy, it was ugly!", Christina says.

"Aw, what?!"

Mason chases his baby girl around my house playfully with Tobias behind him, grabbing his ankles.

"Get him, Tobias!", I joke. "What's up, you two?"

"Me and Mason wanna know if you guys wanna get some ice cream with us."

"Sure, Keke. Tobias, put your shoes on."

Tobias goes to get his shoes while Thomas helps him.

Me and Keira go out the door, but we were in front of Joselyn, Marlon and Farrah.

"Hey, guys.", I say.

Joselyn smiles and waves.

"What'cha up to?", asks Marlon.

"Headin' for ice cream.", I say.

"Wanna come?", asks Keira.

"I'm game.", says Marlon, squeezing Farrah's hand.

"As long as there's no brain freeze involved.", says Farrah.

"Farrah, did YOU make a joke?", I ask.

Farrah makes a face and laughs with me.

Thomas carries Tobias and high-fives Marlon as he sees him. Mason takes his daughter by the hand and we all go for ice cream and the rest is history. Oh, by the way, I'm having a girl and I plan to name her after my family. Tris Natalie. Tobias Matthew Marshall and Tris Natalie Marshall. Nice ring to it, right? Right. See you guys in a while. Or not. Who cares?

The End!