A/N: Instead of working on my "Legend" fic, which has been stuck for 2 months already, I have this. I can't make any promises regarding posting schedules since work continues to drag me around but I will try to update once a week. Note the "I will try" part there.

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Tobias stops for a while to wipe sweat away from his face. The swing set is almost done. Maggie had been bugging him and Tris to have one installed in their backyard for the last two months. It's just now that they finally caved in to her wishes. It's her birthday tomorrow after all. She's turning five.

"Dad, come on!" his daughter tugs on the hem of his shirt before running back to her mother. He watches them for a while - Tris is holding up one stick of the homemade bubble maker while Maggie has the other as they run around the yard filling it with suds and that clean detergent smell. Both of them look so happy, and just seeing that makes him happy, too.

There are still a lot of things he's uncertain about - being a father, a husband, having a family - but he knows that whatever happens Tris will be there and they'll make it through.

Tris sees him watching them. She crouches down and beckons Maggie to lean in so she could whisper something to her. Both of them look up at him with mischievous grins when they finish their silent exchange and he only had a few seconds to react before they run towards him, enclosing him in a huge bubble. The bubble bursts immediately but all three of them laugh at the surprise attack.

He could have lost this. He could have continued living a very different life halfway around the world not knowing he could have this - a family, a happy and healthy one so unlike the one he grew up in. And it makes him feel grateful that he decided to go back here and go through everything else that followed.

If he's given another chance to choose, he'd still choose this; choose Tris and Maggie. He will choose them over and over again.