Chapter 18

Epilogue

So… a lot of you are mad at me for ending "such a cute story." But I'd like to move on to different ideas and explore my horizons. But don't fret, my next story, "Trademarks," is plenty fluffy. More info to come in the A/N. Enjoy :)

-6 months later-

"I am never becoming chief," Tris said, chuckling. "I love being a detective way too much."

"Never say never," Tobias said.

She shrugged. "I can only see myself doing it when I'm in my forties or something, you know?"

-1 year later-

"Tris Prior, Uriah Pedrad, and Tobias Eaton, please report to my office," Max said through the radio. "Tris Prior, Uriah Pedrad, and Tobias Eaton, please report to my office," he reported.

As the three walked there, Tobias whispered to Tris, "Do you think he figured us out?"

"Why would he call me down?" Uriah said. "I don't think it's about your relationship."

"You'll see," Tris said, smirking.

They entered his office hesitantly.

"Please, men, sit down," Chief said. "Tris," he said with a nod.

Tris stood next to Max's desk, hardly able to withhold a smile.

"So, Tris and I have been discussing some things. Nobody except Tris knows, but I will be retiring in one week. I've offered Tris the position of Chief, and she has…?"

She smiled. "Accepted. I accept your offer."

"All right. Well, the reason, you, Officer Eaton, are here is because I'd like to promote you to Junior Detective, and Uriah to Head Detective. Tris has helped me make these decisions. I was planning to bring a head detective over from another station, but Tris helped me decide that Uriah would be the best candidate for Head Detective. However, Officer Eaton, I've chosen you all on my own. I've seen how Tris has somewhat taken you under her wing because you wanted to get better. It shows how much you'd like to improve. I presume both of you accept your offers?"

"Yes," they both said at the same, happy grins on their faces.

Tris couldn't be happier. Her two favorite people getting what they want most. Being chief was a small price to pay for their happiness.

"All right, you all are dismissed. Get to work."

They all walked out into hallway and stood there grinning. Then they had a big hug.

"Thank you so much, Tris," Uriah said, hugging just her. "Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you so much right now."

She laughed. "Love you too, Pedrad. Now I'll get to boss you around even more than I did before."

They laughed.

"Okay, I better go get to work. I'll leave you two to… yeah."

We laughed and waited until Uriah rounded the corner. The Chief's blinds we shut and the hallway was abandoned.

Tobias kissed her.

"I love you so much," he said.

She smiled. "I know."

-1 1/2 Years Later-

"We are never leaving this place," Tris said. "I love the city way too much to move."

"Me too. There's so much more to do in the city than the stupid suburbs," Tobias agreed.

-2 Years Later-

As they finish unpacking at their new place as a newly married couple, Tris groans.

"I can't believe we actually moved out to the suburbs," she chuckled.

"I know," Tobias laughed, "but I think it'll be good for us. A change of scenery."

"Yeah," Tris agreed. "We can just ride together to work every morning now. On your motorcycle. I always have loved that thing."

"Me too."

"You want to know the real reason I took the Chief position?" Tris asked.

Tobias smirked. "Shoot."

Tris stepped closer. "So I could allow inter-department relationships."

He smiled and laughed. "I already knew that."

-2 1/2 Years Later-

"We are never having kids," Tris grumbled. It was 3 A.M. and the neighbors baby would not stop screaming. And it was every night they'd get woken up.

"Never," Tobias agreed.

-3 Years Later-

"Tobias," Tris said, "I think I'm pregnant." She grinned.

His eyes widened. "Oh my god. Oh… I'm gonna…? I'm gonna be a dad?"

She nodded, tears of joy swimming in her eyes.

"Oh my god," he said, hugging her. "We're going to be parents."

She nodded again. "Yeah."

"I love you so much, Tris," he whispered.

-3 1/2 Years Later-

"We are never getting a minivan," Tobias said. "Those things are awful."

"You could say that again."

-4 Years Later-

Tobias slaps the sponge onto the minivan. He splattered Tris with the soap and sprayed the hose on her.

"Tobias, you little shit!" she yelled.

He ran toward her with hose on full blast.

When he finally caught her, he trapped her against the van.

"Where's Andy?" he asked.

"Napping," Tris answered. "We've got at least another hour and a half."

He pressed his lips to hers, threw her over his shoulder, and carried her inside.

-4 1/2 Years Later-

"We are never having another kid," Tobias said as he washed the crayon off the wall.

"I'm pregnant," Tris yelled as she carried the laundry upstairs.

Tobias dropped the sponge. "You're what?" he asked, then ran up the stairs.

"Get ready for baby #2." She smiled.

-6 Years later-

Tris spotted baby #2 (also known as Jade) and Tobias sleeping on the couch. He laid on his back while Jade laid on Tobias's stomach. Three-year-old Andy laid his head on Tobias's legs since the had an L-shaped couch. This was quite possibly one of the best moments of Tris's life.

"I am never letting them go," Tris whispered to herself.