One-shot: Peace Serum and a Favor

Mature (M) Rated Version

Author's Note:

Alternate scene to Amity and Peace Serum. Completely different than the book, this is pure fluff. This is for fun, not meant to be in line with how Tris and Four would behave in Roth's Divergent Series. Huge shout out to avid Fourtris Fanfic readers for helping me with this story, KIWIPIE BEATS DAUNTLESSCAKE and especially BK2U for her awesome editing skills.

Enjoy!

~ FourTrisHEA

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Part I: Working for Our Keep

*Four POV*

I get up and navigate myself around the bales of hay I have been stacking for the last hour. The sun's heat is beating down on my back as I power through my assigned chores. While we hide in Amity, we are working for our keep. Being a good member of the community and contributing is part of our agreement.

I cringe remembering the look of horror on the faces of the Amity faction members as Tris and Peter were torn apart from their fight. "Just go. You need to cool down," I told Tris as two Amity men gently led her away, saying something about protocol for breaking our peace agreement.

Tris is going to be upset that I didn't step in to get her out of the situation. She does need to calm down, though; she has been wound so tightly since we got here. It's unnerving. I just want her to be herself. The truth is, she could use some time in whatever Amity Peace, Love, and Friendship protocol they have in place.

An image of a room — full of pillows, smelling of incense, and with soothing music playing — crosses my mind.

Shit.

Who am I kidding? She may kill me the next time she sees me.

Slowly releasing my breath, I look around; there is no one in sight. I have been out here alone the entire time, and not once has anyone come this way. When I was given this assignment, it was mentioned that I should wait on the heavy, labor-intensive chores until the sun was not as strong. Knowing I would be here alone was more tempting than waiting for a cooler time of day.

I walk over to the lake; I really need to cool off. Looking around again to ensure that no one is around, I slip off my shirt. I don't want my clothes to get wetter than they have to be while I take a quick swim. I am always careful to keep my back and tattoo covered, and I'm thankful no one is here to see me. Walking down the dock with my shirt in hand, I feel the sun's strong rays beating down on me. I think it is getting hotter with every moment that passes. Dropping my shirt at my feet, I look around once more. No one is here, so I begin unbuttoning my pants, then lowering them down my hips. I am wearing navy blue boxer shorts that I will keep on while I swim.

I just need a few minutes to cool down and stretch my muscles in the water. Once I'm stripped down to nothing but my shorts, I dive into the lake and allow myself to submerge into the coolness. I can close my eyes and let everything go — all of the stress and all of the worry that have been weighing heavily on me — and focus instead on Tris.

I am in love with Tris Prior, and she needs me now more than ever. Losing her parents has shaken her to her core.

It is more than just simple love that I feel for her. She is all I have, all I want.

I will always watch out for her. I will be her family now, just as she is mine. I haven't told her yet, but one day I will.

I rise to the water's surface. As much as I would enjoy swimming longer, I need to get dressed and check on Tris. Per her schedule of chores, she should be weaving baskets right now in the main hall. I can't imagine their fluffy timeout would take that long.

Hoisting myself up onto the dock, I stand to retrieve my shirt and pants. I don't want them to get wet, so I try to shake some of the water off of me before picking them up. Clothing in hand, I am walking back towards the field when I hear Tris call my name.

Sharply turning my head, I watch as she steps out of the line of trees. Quickly scanning the area to make sure that she is alone, I release the tension in my shoulders.

"Four! Where are you?" she calls out. Her voice sounds strange, different. I am also surprised her sharp eyes haven't spotted me already since I am standing out in the open.

"Tris!" I yell while quickly walking towards her, the clothes in my hand forgotten. A sudden twist of my stomach alerts me that something may be amiss.

For a moment, I see her eyes slowly rake up and down my body, her tongue licking her lower lip.

What is wrong with her?

My thoughts are interrupted as Tris stumbles towards me, almost falling. I quickly place my hands on her waist to steady her. Suddenly, her arms wrap around me as she pulls her body closely against mine in a way she never has before.

I open my mouth to ask her a question, but I forget the question the moment she kisses me. Her tongue slips between my lips, demanding attention. For a moment, I forget where we are, forget what just happened, and forget what I am wearing. My eyes close, and I revel in our kiss.

Just like her, the kiss is strong and demands reciprocation. Our tongues slowly move together, and the kiss becomes more forceful. A small whimper escapes her, sending my stomach into a twist.

I snap out of my trance as I feel her hands firmly press up and then down my chest, moving dangerously close to the waistband of my shorts. Tris hums her approval, and her fingers press down on my lower abdominal muscles.

As her fingertips trace the waistband of my shorts, I teeter between being in utter shock and desperately wanting to see if she will allow her hands to go further, to go lower.

Reason wins.

"Tris," I say while pushing away her hands. "What did they do to you? You're acting like a lunatic."

She pulls away from me and pouts, biting down on her lower lip and furrowing her brows. "Gee, Tobias. That wasn't very nice. They put me in a good mood, that's all. I would say a great mood. I'm so happy I found you," she purrs.

My eyes widen as I watch her instantly change from pouting to flashing the brightest smile I have ever seen on her. This smile is at least five times larger than when she found out she came in first place during initiation.

"Oh, Tobias. This is a really good look for you. Your body is amazing, I think that we should go back into the water. You can finish getting undressed, and I will also take off—" Her arms wrap around me as her fingertips begin pushing my wet shorts down.

"Tris! Stop, please!" I demand, untangling myself from her firm grasp and quickly pushing her hands away from my shorts.

Tris smiles mischievously at me, and my heart skips a beat because I have no idea what she will do or say next.

"You're right, Tobias, I'm not being fair. You are so much further ahead of me, I need to catch up." She giggles and takes a step back from me while grabbing the bottom of her shirt and pulling it up.

It takes a moment for me to react but I catch her hands and pull her shirt back down. She giggles some more and attempts to pull it up again, then bursts out laughing as I make her pull it down.

"Tris Prior, I don't know what is going on here, but you need to keep your clothes on!" I snap, simultaneously pulling on my pants and stopping her from peeling her clothes off. All the while she is laughing at me as though we are playing a game.

"We should kiss, and hard. Well, ok, not hard. When I say hard I mean make out. I want to really kiss. I really enjoy kissing you. And after seeing you all wet, and your amazing chest... Oh, Tobias, I felt things that I've never felt before," Tris says as she steps forward and runs her hands up and down my chest.

"I'm not going to kiss you. I need to find out what is going on," I snap, pulling Tris's hands into mine. I would rather hold her hands than allow them to keep roaming up and down my body.

She frowns as I tell her we are going to see Johanna for answers. Now that she has forgotten about her desire to get undressed, I've managed to throw my shirt back on.

"I'd rather find somewhere we can be alone, without Johanna. I prefer she not watch us make out," Tris whines as she takes a step away from me, almost stumbling to the ground.

"Come on, for God's sake. I'll just carry you," I huff, realizing that having her walk will make it take five times longer.

I frown, scooping her into my arms. I hold her with one arm under her knees and the other around her back as Tris wraps her arms around my shoulders and kisses my cheek.

As I storm over to Johanna's office, I try to ignore the way Tris is kissing my neck and nibbling on my earlobe.

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Part II: Letting it Wear Off

*Four POV*

"Tris! I said no," I say as I gently push her away from me again. When I say again, I mean for the tenth time in the last two hours.

"Why won't you just stay with me? You're my boyfriend, you should want to spend time with me," she whines. I feel a pang of guilt; she's actually starting to sound hurt.

No. I remind myself that this is the serum talking. Remembering what Johanna told me, this is temporary and they gave her way too much.

Those idiots.

At least we learned to avoid the bread.

"You are really leaving me again?" Tris mutters as she crosses her arms around herself. This time I do feel a stab in my heart. Of course I want to stay with her, but she is making it really hard for me.

Her hands have been desperately roaming everywhere whenever she gets the chance, and when she bit my lower lip while kissing me earlier my desire for her couldn't be ignored. The pull in my lower stomach almost sent me over the edge.

Another time I checked on her, she had stripped down to her bra and underwear and tried to lure me into her bed. I immediately had to turn around and walk out as I barked at her to get her damned clothes on.

She's also told me that she wants us to have "hot sex", and that I should find protection so we can be safe.

"Tris, I am getting my chores along with your chores for today finished." I pause to cup her cheek. "I love you, too, but I just can't stay here. You will understand soon enough. I promise."

She bites her cheek, and her eyes look sad. "Yeah, I'm starting to understand."

"Tris, come on," I mumble, pulling her into my arms for a hug. I kiss the top of her head.

She snuggles closer to me and I breathe a sigh of relief. I don't want to hurt her, but I won't take advantage of this situation, either. One day. One day when she is really ready we will do all of those things.

"Tobias, will you kiss me before you go this time?" she whispers. "Please?"

I cup her face gently. I want to stay with her. I would like nothing more than to remind Johanna we are in this mess because of her people, and that she should find someone else to complete today's chores.

But Tris is so persistent, and I want her so badly. I need to be wise and stay away from her.

I kiss her softly, pursing my lips closed. She doesn't try to deepen the kiss this time. I kiss her forehead and then say goodbye. I remind her I will be back later to check on her.

Tris gives me a sad smile while nodding and waving goodbye.

I sigh as I close her room door behind me. I hope this serum wears off soon. I'm guessing her sad look means it is starting to.

Good. The sooner the better. I want my Tris back.

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Part III: I Did You a Favor

*Four POV*

"Tris?" I say for the second time as I continue to knock on the door to her room. I've learned the hard way that I need to make her promise she has all of her clothes on before I enter the room. She tricked me earlier, although technically, I guess wearing undergarments counts as wearing clothes.

I'm hopeful for a moment; maybe the serum has worn off and she is brooding in the corner or something.

"Alright, I'm coming in," I say. Opening the door, I see she isn't here. I've made it a point to lock her door from the outside, so she has to be here. Seeing she isn't around, I quickly walk through the room to enter the bathroom. I hadn't come in here before, and my stomach falls when I see the setup is a Jack and Jill bathroom that opens up to another room. The room I am staying in has a simple bathroom — it didn't even occur to me that she would have another exit available.

Damn it! She is gone. I storm through the other room and I see that the door to the main hallway is not even closed properly. I also have no idea how long ago Tris left. I last checked on her about forty-five minutes ago. I frown, pushing away the immediate sense of dread that settles in my stomach. I should have stayed with her, I could have controlled myself.

Or tied her up. That would have worked, too.

I begin running through the dormitory in search of her, stopping anyone I see to ask if they have seen her. No one has. I then head outside to continue my search for Tris.

I recognize one of the men that escorted Tris away. He probably is the one that gave her the too-large dosage of the peace serum. I run over to him.

"Have you seen Tris? She isn't herself, and she got out of her room," I say tersely.

His shoulders slump. "Yeah, I just got an earful from Johanna. It was an honest mistake. I did see her about twenty minutes ago, she was with Robert. He transferred from Abnegation this year. They seemed to be friends," he finishes.

I frown. Who is Robert? And then I remember him, Susan's brother, now a part of Amity. I breathe a sigh of relief. At least she is with someone she knows — someone who knows her and will hopefully keep an eye on her.

I also remember him from initiation, the boy that hugged Tris and had words with Molly. He is harmless. I chuckle, remembering my interactions with Tris that day. Not being involved with her at that point, it feels now like a lifetime ago. We have come so far.

"Do you know which way they went?" I ask him, hoping he saw the direction Robert and Tris were walking.

"Yeah, they were headed towards the orchards," he says as he waves and runs off.

I quickly walk in that direction. When I get closer, I start calling out her name.

"Tobias?" I hear her voice to my left as she slowly steps out from behind a tree. "Tobias, why are you here?" she finishes in a cheerful but inquisitive tone.

I sigh before turning to face her. I can still hear the serum effects in her voice. She is not over it yet.

She steps closer to me, but for the first time since taking the serum she doesn't launch herself into my arms or try to touch me.

That should have been my first clue.

My eyes widen when I see her up close. The first thing I notice are her lips: they are swollen, almost as though she had been punched. Or aggressively kissed. Frowning, I step closer to examine her, and she smiles at me. Then I see it. She has a large love bite on the side of her slim neck.

And it's not from me.

My stomach lurches, and I feel a combination of anger and fear. What the hell happened to her, what is going on?

"Well, I'm glad you are here. I did you a favor!" Tris says cheerfully.

I brace myself as she continues.

"I could tell you just really didn't like me, or want to be with me. So, I found a new boyfriend!" she confesses, looking at me as though she just baked me my favorite Dauntless cake. "So, now you don't have to waste your time with me. No more checking in on me and telling me, 'No, Tris,' or 'Not now, Tris,' or 'Don't touch me, Tris.' That was no fun for you! I love you, Tobias. I just want you to be happy."

I look away from her, blinking away the tears in my eyes. I feel a combination of rage and terrible guilt. Rage at her new replacement boyfriend, one who has obviously touched her since she didn't give herself that mark on her neck. And guilt over how I made her feel rejected and like she's a burden, so much so that she thinks she is doing me a favor by leaving me.

"Okaaaay then, I can see you don't care about this either way. And that's okay. I am doing you a favor so that you don't need to worry about me ever again. I have this new boyfriend, and he told me that he will be very happy to take care of me. He also promised to meet all of my needs. I'm not quite sure what he means by that, but he sure sounded happy when he promised it." Tris gives me a small wave before finishing, "Well, I do love you, Tobias. But, I'd rather you be happy. So, consider me gone. Bye!"

I grab her wrist and pull her to face me. My eyes settle on her thoroughly-kissed lips and the love mark on her slim neck.

I can't stop myself from asking, "Did you have sex with him?"

She blinks for a moment, and I suddenly feel as though a part of me is going to combust and I will destroy everyone around me. Her brows furrow; she seems confused that I am asking her this.

"He wanted to. Well, he asked me, I should say. So, I said okay. I mean, why not?" she answers sweetly and with a giggle.

"Ouch, Tobias. You are squeezing my wrist too hard. Gee, you must not know your own strength," she laughs.

I bite my lip and control my breathing to try and fight the urge I have to grab her by the shoulders and shake it out of her. I am screaming on the inside. I want to kill someone like I have never wanted to before.

"Go on," I mumble as I relax my grasp. I wasn't even aware of how tightly I was holding her.

"He didn't have any condoms. But, he rushed off to get some. I guess they hand them out like candy in this faction." She laughs as though remembering something. "He told me they even have flavored ones! Can you imagine?"

My mouth is now hanging open; I am not even sure if this is actually happening to me, to us.

I've heard about flavored condoms from Zeke. He always insists on having them handy for when a girl, or now Shauna in particular, is willing to go down—okay, I am seriously going to kill someone. With my bare hands.

"So you kissed…and I see he kissed your neck…what else did your new 'boyfriend' show you?" I demand. I fight to keep the venom out of my voice.

"That was all, we were out here. No real privacy. He actually pulled me against that tree, the one right over there." Tris points towards the right. There is a large tree with a firm trunk. "He wanted to do more, with his hands. But, I said no. It just didn't feel right being outside against a tree."

I frown and nod; at least she is okay. They kissed and he gave her a love bite. She will be upset when the serum wears off, but she didn't give herself completely to this asshole who I intend to kill with my bare hands.

"I have to go, he must be waiting for me by now. He told me to hurry and meet him at the dormitories." Tris looks sad for a brief moment before a large smile settles on her face. "Goodbye, Tobias. You are so handsome." She gently touches my cheek, and I feel a terrible pang in my stomach. Even with knowing that this isn't my Tris, it kills me to hear her dismissal. "I'm sure your next girlfriend will be so pretty, and tall. I think your next girlfriend should be tall. I've given it a lot of thought."

"Tris, please stop," I mumble painfully. She is killing me, and she doesn't even see it. She actually looks really proud of herself, as though setting me free is the most wonderful favor.

"Hopefully, she can make you happy." Tris bites her lip for a moment, "I wish I could have made you happy. Please don't tell my new boyfriend or your new girlfriend – but I still love you. Shhhhhh. Our little secret."

"Tris, I love you, too," I promise her.

She looks confused for a moment, and then shrugs off my declaration. "You are really handsome. I wish you weren't wearing a shirt so I could admire your chest just once more. Oh, well, I've gotta go! Bye!"

"Wait! I wouldn't be a gentleman if I didn't walk you to meet your new boyfriend," I point out.

"Meet him? Why do you care to meet him? I'm only with a new guy because you aren't into me. I don't want to waste any more of your time," she says matter-of-factly.

"Not at all, what's his name again? Richard?" I push her for information.

"Richard, ha! No, his name is Robert, and I've known him a really long time. When we were in Abnegation, and Caleb and his sister Susan were making eyes at each other, I always thought that if we had both stayed in grey that we would have gotten married!" Tris giggles over this while walking along. "How funny!"

Yeah, hilarious.

"But, when you and I started dating, I knew that if we had both stayed in Abnegation, we would have found each other. I wonder what a life in Abnegation would have been like, as your wife, of course," she adds offhandedly.

I follow closely behind her as she leads me to a different dormitory than the one where we are staying. And that's when I see him. He is tall and lanky, with curly blond hair and a wide nose.

I am going to break that nose in about twenty seconds.

He doesn't immediately see me. No, he is too busy smiling at Tris and looking her body up and down. He is probably planning his moves once he gets her into his bed. I then see the small brown paper bag in his hand — condoms, I'm sure. I crack my knuckles as we approach.

He bites his lip and smiles broadly as Tris approaches. I've made it a point to fall a few feet behind her and off to the side. Once we are close, she waves to him.

"Tris, come on. We are all set. Let's go," he says excitedly while extending his hand to her.

Before she can place her hand in his, I announce myself.

"Hello, Robert, what may I ask are you 'all set' for?" I hiss.

The look of absolute horror changes his face in an instant. He drops the bag on the floor and puts up his arms to block his face.

"Wait! Four! This isn't what it looks like!" he cries. He looks at Tris desperately. "Tell him — you told me that you wanted a new boyfriend."

Tris looks absolutely lost over what is happening between Robert and me. Her eyes are wide as she looks back and forth between us. She has no idea what is really going on here.

Robert makes one more desperate plea: "Tris wanted me! She was so sad, she came onto me. I swear—"

He doesn't get to finish the sentence, because at hearing him try to place the blame on her, I lose it. I swiftly punch his nose and watch as he screeches in pain, blood pouring out in large spurts.

Maybe, just maybe, if her new boyfriend was an unknown person, I would have entertained the possibility that this was really a huge misunderstanding on the guy's part. I can tell he is lying to me. She may have said all of those things, word for word even, but he knew the moment he saw me that he was taking advantage of her.

Taking advantage of my damned girlfriend. I will end him.

I tune out the shouts and gasps I hear around me as I grab Robert by the collar and drag him away from the crowd. I don't want Tris or anyone else to get hurt.

I throw him to the ground and jump on top of him as I deliver blow after blow. Now people are screaming and crying for help, but not one Amity lifts a single finger to intervene. There are at least ten men just standing by and watching.

When I hear the cry of a small child, I am able to reel myself back in. I turn towards the sound and I see that an Amity woman is quickly ushering her terrified child away from the crowd that has formed. I slowly breathe in and out to calm myself before looking down at this bastard.

Robert is moaning and incoherently begging for forgiveness and mercy. The urge to hit him returns; he makes me sick. I close my eyes, desperately pushing away images of his mouth on her neck, his body close to Tris's while he backs her up against a tree.

I have to stop now, or I never will.

I stand up. "You are a disgusting bastard! How dare you take advantage of Tris when it's obvious she isn't in her right mind, all because of your damned peace serum! You are lucky I don't kill you!" I scream.

"Is this true!?" I hear someone yell. I turn to see Johanna standing next to Tris. Johanna then turns to Tris, looking her over, her eyes lingering on the love mark on her neck.

Johanna and Tris exchange words I can't hear. Tris looks stunned while Johanna's expression morphs into one of anger.

Johanna summons her team and tells them to deposit Robert in the infirmary, and to make sure he does not take one step out of his room until she personally deals with him.

Turning to me, Johanna looks apologetic. "Four, I don't know what to say. This has never happened…"

"Save it! I don't care what does or doesn't happen here. All I care about is Tris! Find someone else to handle our chores for today and tomorrow while you are at it. I need to take care of her now. She is still under that damned serum!" I hiss.

Johanna nods and then points to Tris, who has already started to walk away from the crowd.

I nod and run after her.

"Tris!" I shout as she keeps walking. "Tris, please wait!"

Finally catching up to her, I say her name again softly.

I am surprised to see she has tears streaming down her face, her eyes flashing anger. "Why did you do that to Robert? Why?! I don't understand you, Four!" she yells.

"Don't call me Four. You don't get to use my name as a weapon. I am Tobias for you, only for you," I finish, my eyes pleading with her to let me in. Her calling me Four is a painful reminder that Tris is pulling away from me, that I am losing her.

"You have been pushing me away and rejecting me all day long. You no longer want to be anything to me, which we talked about already, remember?! You didn't care when I told you all about Robert and your new freedom. So, what is it?!" She pauses to breathe. "Do you hate me? Do you just want me to be alone?"

I cringe. She may as well have slapped me. Do I hate her? I would die to protect her.

"I've decided you are not a nice person, Tobias Eaton!" she yells. "And even though I still love you, I can't be treated this way. It hurts me too much."

I smile at her, there it is. She loves me. I love her. This damned serum needs to wear off.

"I'm glad I amuse you. How typical!" She waves me off as she turns and begins stomping off again.

I swoop in behind her and carry her as I did earlier today. This time she hits my shoulders with her small fists. I immediately notice Tris is not using any force. She isn't really trying to hurt me or get free. She is just hurt and angry.

I plan to rectify that.

I know just where to take her.

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Part IV: You Are Mine, and I Am Yours

*Four POV*

I carry her to the far storage barn at the end of the Amity property. I know from my chores that this barn has been completely filled with hay and we can be alone here. Amity has moved on to filling its other barns with supplies.

Tris stopped fighting me a few minutes ago and has settled down, just wrapping her arms around my neck and resting her head on my shoulder. Neither one of us has said a word in quite a while.

I set her on the ground when we arrive at the barn entrance.

"What are we doing here?" she asks curiously. Her eyes light up with excitement at something new and unknown.

"I brought you here so we can reconnect. I want to make you happy and make you feel loved," I say softly.

"Hmmm, no thank you. Is that the only reason we came all the way out here?" Tris says briskly.

I don't answer her because my mouth is hanging open in shock.

Tris sighs. "I can find my own way back. Bye, Tobias."

I frown while pulling her to me. I study her face, her eyes still look sad. I think my numerous refusals have really hurt her. Shit. I need to fix this.

"Tris, please hear me out," I whisper as I lean down to kiss her forehead. I stare deep into her eyes. It's as though my glance is too much for her. Her eyes flash with pain, and then she closes them while still resting her forehead against mine. At least she isn't moving away.

I use this opportunity to talk while she is willing to be still and listen.

"Tris Prior, I love you. You are mine, and I am yours. I know you don't see it right now, but soon this fog you are in will lift. And you will be your true self again. After your fight with Peter, they gave you a peace serum dosage that was too large. So, you are not making decisions that you would normally make. It will just be temporary, and soon you will go back to normal," I finish quietly.

She opens her eyes and looks at me as though processing my words. Finally, she nods slowly.

"And now, I want to apologize. I wish I could go back to earlier in the day and be more sensitive or kinder. But, you already know I struggle with that," I say as she nods emphatically in agreement. I chuckle as I continue, "I would never want to hurt you, or take advantage of you. All of my rejections today were because I wanted to respect you. It had nothing to do with me not wanting you."

Tris smiles and looks pleased before laughing and throwing her arms around me.

"So, you do like me?" she demands while moving to study my face.

"Absolutely. You are the person I 'like' the most in the entire world," I tell her honestly. "I want you, Tris. In that way…but not like this. When this passes, you will understand. Just trust me, okay?" I plead.

She thinks it over as I pull her by the hand into the barn. It is getting much cooler as the sun is setting and the wind is picking up.

"Tobias?" she asks.

"Yeah, Tris?" I respond while looking around the barn. It is as I remember seeing it a couple of days ago. I can tell that no one has been back here since. I turn on the oil lantern while throwing some blankets over a sturdy pile of bales that will work well as a makeshift bed. I am so tired, but I know I won't sleep until she is over the serum. I won't risk her wandering off and getting into trouble.

I will not be letting Tris out of my sight.

Tris clears her throat as she watches me intently. "I really want to be close to you. And I don't think that it's because of the serum. I've always wanted that."

My mouth goes dry as my heart beats quickly; I gulp and nod as she steps closer to me.

"If I promise to keep my hands to myself, can we hold each other? Could we just kiss? We did that a lot before the serum," she whispers as her fingertips gently glide up my arm.

My Adam's apple bobs once, and I nod my head before finally speaking.

"I'd really like that." I slowly pull her towards me and capture her lips with mine.

My heart is crushed when she winces, realizing her lips must be sore from making out with Robert. I'm not mad at her. But I am mad, really mad. I pull back and kiss her forehead, her jaw, and her cheek.

Only then do I taste the salty tears on her face; she is crying.

"Tris? What's wrong?" I demand as I look at her face.

She shakes her head as though to say nothing. I frown and pull her down on the blanket with me, holding her tightly to my body. I kiss her forehead, encouraging her to talk.

"Do you not want to kiss me anymore…because of what I did with Robert?" she asks meekly. Her eyes fill with tears again. "Did I hurt you?"

I sigh and take her hands in mine, slowly kissing each finger. This quickly diverts her attention, and she begins laughing, forgetting her concern for my hurt feelings, which is not like her.

Yeah, still under the serum, I see.

"Tris, we will talk about all of this later. I promise. I was only frowning because I could tell that your lips are a little sore, and I don't want to hurt you," I say.

Tris gives me the biggest smile and rolls over so I am under her, taking me by surprise.

"So, you do want to kiss me!" She laughs as she leans down to press her lips to mine. This time I welcome her affections.

She gently nips at my lower lip, eliciting a deep groan from me.

She pauses to smile at me before saying, "I have really good news for you! And I swear this is true. You are a much better kisser than my other boyfriend. He is awful in comparison to you."

I want to be mad, but instead I laugh, knowing that it must be true. She would probably offer me tips if she thought Robert was better. And then I'd have to visit the infirmary to finish him off.

"Tris. Never ever call that jerk your boyfriend again. I am your only boyfriend, okay?" I ask her seriously.

Tris murmurs as she pushes her body closer to me, "You are my only boyfriend, got it."

We lay close with our arms around each other, and I gently rub her back as our tongues move slowly in sync. We take breaks to kiss the other person's face, jaw, neck. I force myself not to react when I see his mark on her skin.

Our kisses become more frantic, and I can feel my body getting very excited, especially as she lies on top of me. I kiss her while trying to think about other things that will push my lustful thoughts away.

Suddenly, Tris sits up while sitting on my lap, pulling me up with her. She smiles mischievously.

I smirk at her and shake my head no.

"What? How do you know that your answer will be no?" She laughs.

"I know because I can see the look in your eyes." I laugh back.

Tris rolls her eyes and leans closer to gently peck my lips. Her brief kiss leaves me wanting more. More of her, that is.

"I know you want to play it safe. But, I know for a fact, because who could ever forget, that we have held each other and kissed while you were not wearing a shirt." Tris smiles as her hands find the bottom of my shirt and slowly begin to pull it up.

I blush because technically she is correct, but I also know that we are both so tightly wound that things could get intense fast. I smile at her as she pulls my shirt off, deciding that I will be sure we don't lose control.

The way that her eyes rake up and down my chest almost kills me. When our eyes meet, she actually blushes while leaning closer to whisper in my ear. "I want you, Tobias Eaton. I want you to make love to me." She then nibbles on my earlobe as she did earlier today. It sends a zing directly to my groin.

I close my eyes and think of the attack on Abnegation and the terrible things we have seen in recent days. It is the only thing that stops me from flipping us over and making her mine completely.

One day, I know we will take that step. When it is the right time.

"Just kissing. We made a deal," I remind her as she nods in agreement.

We kiss passionately for hours, her hands roaming all over my shirtless body. I have to stop her hands from roaming too far south a couple of times, her eyes hungry for me. She is very complimentary in her comments about my body, about the way I make her feel, my face turning tomato red on more than one occasion, which makes her giggle harder. For a moment, I am just thankful we are not in reversed roles. I would have to be chained to a wall to keep from making love to her. And I can't even imagine the things I'd say.

As the hours pass, we take breaks for short naps. I should say, Tris naps while I watch her closely. I will not be letting her out of my sight. I just watch her lovingly and smile as she makes adorable noises in her sleep, sometimes even biting her lower lip while she sleeps.

Suddenly, her eyes pop open from a deep sleep and I smile at her, expecting a cheerful greeting.

The moment she scowls and her eyes flash anger, I realize that my girl is back.

And she is livid.

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Part V: The Wrath of Tris

*Four POV*

"I will kill them, I will kill them all," Tris growls as she quickly sits up and begins looking for her work boots. We kicked off our shoes hours ago.

She looks down at me and glares. "What are you waiting for? You are going to help me. I can't believe those idiots! How dare they! And Robert!? How could he? I've known him my entire life. We'll start with him," she says coldly.

She picks up my shoes and throws them at me roughly, scowling again. "What are you waiting for, Tobias?" she hisses. She is so angry, I feel a little bit of pity for the people on her list.

I sigh and pull her close to me. "Tris, Robert is in the infirmary. I almost… Let's just say I lost it on him, and that is not a good thing. And Johanna is dealing with the rest. It was a mistake, the large dosage they gave you."

Tris begins to relax in my arms. Moments later, she pulls away and starts to get up. "I need to go," Tris mumbles while not looking at me.

I hear the quiver in her voice; frowning, I grab her hand and pull her back to me.

"Tris, talk to me, please," I ask her softly.

She is looking anywhere but at me. I wait for her to be ready. I will wait all night if necessary.

She breathes roughly to calm herself. Her eyes finally meet mine. She looks pained, and my stomach does a flip.

Tris shakes her head as though in disbelief. "The things I've said to you today. The way I have acted. Worse than anything, I can't believe I kissed someone else. I… I'm so sorry, I feel awful. You were my only… You were my everything before, and now you aren't." She begins crying, sobs wracking her small frame.

I gulp to push my tears away. I know she needs me to be strong now.

"Tris Prior, look at me right now!" I say forcefully, showing no pity or sympathy for her, even though my heart is aching with guilt.

She frowns at me, but nods for me to continue. She slowly breathes in and out to calm herself.

"What happened today with Robert doesn't count. You were under a serum, and I played a role as well. You didn't do anything wrong. If I hadn't hurt you so badly all day long…" my voice cracks painfully, and I can't even finish the sentence.

The heavy guilt I have been carrying tumbles back onto me.

"I'm so sorry, Tris, I'm the one who failed you. I should have taken better care of you. This is all my fault—" I manage to get out before Tris kisses me.

I am stunned as she forcefully pushes her lips against mine. I pull her in and hug her in response, and she moves closer to sit on my lap so we are facing each other while kissing frantically.

I moan her name as she moves to kiss my jaw, my cheeks, and the tip of my nose. She smiles at me mischievously, and for a moment I worry the serum has kicked back in.

She laughs. "It's still me, Tobias."

"Thank God, I don't want to push you away. Never again," I growl as I kiss her forcefully.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. I forgive you, although I really don't feel that there is anything to forgive. It was an accident that I was able to leave that room. As for you 'hurting' me all day long, all you did was treat me with respect and not let me get ahead of myself. What I mean is — you did nothing wrong, Tobias," she says emphatically.

Tris does have one last 'favor' for me. She gives me a love bite of my own on my neck where all can see it. She wants to make sure everyone knows I'm hers. I return the favor as I kiss her stomach before reverentially marking her body. It is the most sensual thing I have ever done. We both agree that my more personal love bite outweighs the one Robert made.

We stay in the barn that night. I calm her down a couple more times when her anger resumes, and we show each other the love that has been there all along. We talk and laugh, and finally fall asleep in each other's arms.

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Part VI: Getting It All Out There

*Four POV*

I wake up as Tris plants gentle kisses along my jaw and lips. We fell asleep with me snuggled behind her, her back to my chest. She must have turned around at some point in the night as she is now facing me, her arms wrapped loosely around my waist.

"Hey," she whispers when she sees I'm waking up, her lips lightly kissing mine again.

"Tris," I murmur while moving my hand up and down her side. I gave her my shirt to sleep in as it falls lower than the tank top she had been wearing. She is only wearing her panties under my shirt, and the mere thought of it drives me crazy with lust. When we were awake earlier, I was wearing my pants over my blue boxer shorts, but when we decided to turn in for the night I took off the pants to sleep more comfortably. It is not lost on me how little clothes Tris and I are wearing between us.

Our lips connect again as we begin kissing slowly, and I move my hand to the curve of her hip and give her a gentle squeeze over my shirt. Tris whimpers and scoots her body closer to me, a strong desire filling me as she presses her chest against mine and wraps her leg around me.

"Tris, this is a lovely way to be woken up," I mumble as I kiss her neck. "I think you should file this away for future use."

Tris hums as my kisses on her neck become more heated. I feel her gently tugging at the curls at the back of my head. Suddenly, she guides my hand from the curve of her hip to her breast. "I want you to touch me, please," she whimpers.

I tentatively begin massaging her breast over her shirt as our kisses deepen. She fits perfectly in my hand. I gently roll her nipple between my fingertips. It immediately puckers and hardens, easily felt beneath the fabric. Tris breaks our kiss, gasping with pleasure. She holds on tightly to my shoulders. My lips move to kiss her collarbone, and I gently suck on her tattoos before moving down.

"If I go too far, just say the word and I will stop," I tell her, and she nods to acknowledge she heard me. Her hand moves to the back of my head, encouraging me to resume kissing her body. My hand massages her breast as I bend down to take her nipple in my mouth through the thin shirt. My saliva causes the fabric to moisten, increasing the sensation for her.

"Oh, Tobias!" she moans loudly as her leg curls to pull our lower bodies closer together. I worry for a moment that my erection may frighten her. I can feel my dick pressing up against my body. Although I am wearing boxer shorts, I know the tip is now poking up above the front waistband. I can feel the cool night air on it. I have never been more aroused in my life.

"Today was awful in so many ways, but there was also something very positive," I croon into her ear before nipping at her earlobe.

Tris smiles and runs her hands up and down my back, "Do tell," she giggles.

I kiss her passionately, immediately fighting for dominance as our tongues swirl around each other. My hand leaves her breast and moves to her lower back, pressing her closer to me.

I break our kiss to rest my forehead against hers. She looks at me with a curious smile, waiting.

"After this day of ups and downs, you are much more comfortable with showing affection and receiving it," I say while pecking her lips.

Tris laughs. "Oh, Tobias, you have no idea."

We kiss again until Tris moves away so that we can look at each other. She smiles at me while cupping my cheek with her hand.

"The most important thing that I learned today is just how good of a man you are," Tris says, her voice full of emotion.

I shake my head, embarrassed by her compliment. Feeling unworthy of her words, I look away, concentrating on her raven tattoos.

She forces me to look in her eyes, "It's what you deserve to hear. You are honorable, you're worth loving, and you're the best person I have ever known. I love you, Tobias." Her voice breaks at the end as she tries desperately not to cry.

In that moment, I know that we will have forever. There will never be another love as great as what we share.

She feels it, too, I'm sure of it.

As we continue to kiss and touch each other, I notice that her hand trembles before placing it on my shoulder, as though to steady herself.

"Hey, you alright? Is this okay?" I ask softly.

Tris smiles and nods her head, "Sorry, I'm just nervous."

"It's okay, can you tell me why you're nervous?" My brows furrow in concern; I hope I haven't done something to make her uncomfortable.

She smiles at me and bites her lower lip. Leaning closer to me, she whispers in my ear, "I'm ready. I want us to make love. Tonight."

My lips part in shock. I was not expecting this. Tris gently pushes me back so I am lying flat on the makeshift hay bed.

"Don't look so shocked. I want you, now," Tris whispers while leaning down to kiss me. She slides her body over mine to sit on my lap.

"Tris, are you sure?" I rasp, almost unable to speak.

"I'm sure. I mean, are you ready?" Tris asks while sitting up, her ass sitting directly on my shorts.

"Yes, I'm very ready," I assure her.

She smiles at me playfully as she grabs my hands, which had been resting high on her hips, and begins to slide them down the side of her body. She guides my hands to her bare legs and then slowly upward, this time bringing them underneath my shirt, which is bunched up at the top of her thighs.

As my hands reach her bare hips, it takes a moment for it to register that Tris Prior is not wearing any panties under my shirt. She smiles at what I can only imagine is a dumbfounded look on my face.

The lust I feel takes over and I dig my hands into her hips and move her so that her core is sitting directly atop my aroused penis. I want her to feel how hard I am for her.

With my hands holding her hips, Tris begins instinctively rocking her body against the bulge in my boxers. I also begin moving up against her.

"Tris, when…" I grunt. "When did you take your panties off?"

I almost come undone when she leans down to whisper in my ear, while still grinding on me. "Right before I woke you up."

Tris smiles at me seductively as she sits back up and pulls off the shirt I loaned her. She is completely bare now.

She grabs my face, kissing me passionately as we join in an embrace, our chests pressing together. After a while, I flip her onto her back. As I'm leaning down to kiss her breasts, the most horrible thought crosses my mind.

Protection.

"Tris! I don't have any protection. I just… I want to… so badly, but I don't think we should," I groan.

"Yeah, about that…" Tris teases. "During your fight with Robert, I was sure I'd see him later. So, when Robert dropped his small brown bag of condoms right before you broke his nose, I grabbed it and shoved it in my pocket. And then I totally forgot about it."

She smiles and shrugs.

I burst out laughing; it is only fitting that Tris and I put his condoms to good use after the stunt he pulled today. Tris smiles at me as she reaches over to grab her shorts from the chair next to the bed. We turn on the oil lantern so we can look at the bag's contents.

Robert had an assortment of four different condom types. My, wasn't he ambitious?

Tris holds one to the light, examining the packaging. She looks perplexed. I raise my eyebrows, encouraging her to confide in me.

She clears her throat. "Well, this one is strawberry flavored, but I don't understand it. Why would a flavor matter during sex?" Tris asks me.

My cheeks get red, and her eyes light up as she realizes that I must know the answer. She pulls me close to her, demanding I tell her. I kiss her slowly before explaining.

"Well, some guys wear a condom during oral sex, while the girl takes his penis in her mouth. That's when the flavor matters," I say as calmly as I can.

Tris looks stunned for a moment, then smiles at me. "We should save the flavored ones for one day soon," Tris whispers. I nod enthusiastically. She is killing me.

Her hand slowly moves down my side to my hips. I grab her knees and pull them up and open them, then I settle myself in between her legs. Our breathing is erratic; together, we are both aroused and nervous at the same time.

I try to remember everything that Zeke told me, especially about a girl's first time. Unexpectedly, Tris wraps her legs around me, and I imagine what it will feel like to push inside of her. But, I know I am getting ahead of myself.

I kiss her slowly. "Tris, I need to touch you. I want to make you feel amazing," I murmur.

She moans her approval. I slide my hand between us and move my boxers so that they are doing a better job of keeping my penis contained. I then move my fingers to touch her, and I am pleasantly surprised when I feel how wet she is already. My fingers glide along easily, stopping to gently caress her sex. I begin rolling one of my fingers along her clit, and she gasps loudly. I watch for her reactions as I try different things, concentrating on movements that make her shudder or cry out.

At one point, she is panting and begging me not to stop 'exactly what I am doing' as I simultaneously slide two fingers in and out of her while my palm gently presses down on her bud. Suddenly, her hips are pushing against my hand as she loudly cries out in pleasure; I continue to stroke between her legs as she curls her toes and groans.

Afterward, she lies back down on the blanket and smiles at me, her eyes bright and happy.

"Tobias, that felt amazing. Wow," she gulps, her face flushed. She's never looked so beautiful.

I smile and kiss her slowly as I press my dick against her, separated only by the thin fabric of my shorts.

"Tris, are you ready? I mean, if you still want to," I ask carefully.

She smiles at me and reaches over for one of the foil packets. "Can I help you put it on?"

I'm speechless as I nod. I lie down and see that her eyes are watching my every move as I push my boxers off. When she sees my penis spring up, fully erect, her eyes widen.

"We'll go slow, Tris," I assure her; I'm starting to feel nervous, too. I fear hurting her, while also fearing that I won't know how to do it right.

Tris gently slides her hands down my body, starting at my chest, until she reaches my dick. She bites her lip nervously and looks at me for permission. I gulp and nod once.

Like she has to ask.

I watch as she explores my body. At first, she touches my shaft with just her fingertips. Eventually, I slide my hand over hers, and she smiles as I show her how to wrap her hand around me and stroke up and down in a pleasurable rhythm. We do it together a few times before I pull my hand away. She enjoys touching me, and soon I can feel myself twitching.

"Tris, we'd better put the condom on me. I'm getting too excited," I warn her.

We end up putting it on together as neither of us have ever seen a condom before, smiling at each other as we slide it on. Tris lies down and I follow closely, pushing my knee in between her legs so I can settle there. She wraps her arms around me and kisses me, stroking my back while encouraging me to make love to her.

I slide my hand between us again and touch her, making sure she is ready.

"Tobias, I am getting more and more nervous. Please, if you are ready…take me," Tris moans.

I nod and kiss her shoulder once as I situate my penis at her entrance and slowly begin to push inside her, stretching her to accommodate me. She gasps when I reach her barrier; after a few moments, she whispers words of encouragement in my ear while holding me. I didn't know I would be so nervous.

Eventually, I am fully sheathed inside of her. I never imagined being so close to someone, nor how emotional it would make me feel.

After a couple of minutes of lying still and kissing gently, Tris tests moving her hips against mine.

Always curious, she slips her hand between us and tentatively touches to feel where we now meet. I bury my smile in her neck and plant kisses there.

When she's ready, she kisses me firmly and gives me the okay. I spread her legs as much as I can before I begin sliding in and out of her. My body shakes as I control myself from moving too fast or too roughly.

I remind myself this is her first time. I continue to thrust into her with smooth, even strokes, and the only sounds to be heard are our moans and grunts. Suddenly, Tris becomes more frantic under me; she bites my shoulder and begins moving her hips in sync with mine. She groans in my ear, begging me to go a little faster.

This time, Tris screams out as her orgasm consumes her, and I follow closely behind her. I push deep inside her, moaning and shuddering as I release into the condom.

After we are done and cleaned up, I ask her if she is okay. She assures me that she is, and that it was really good for her.

She looks happy and content, and I am, too. We kiss intimately, then re-dress in the clothes we had on before, preparing to sleep.

As we hold each other in the dark, my mind wanders to how much I love her, and how I want to get through this war and then have a life with her. I want it all. I think about the big secret I am keeping from her, about Evelyn and the factionless.

"Tobias? Are you still awake?" Tris whispers.

"I am," I say while kissing her forehead.

Tris places her hand on my cheek so we can look at each other.

"I need to tell you something. I don't want any secrets between us. I've been afraid to tell you, but now I need to. I need you to know me, all of me. Good and bad," she whispers, her voice trembling.

The moment the words leave her lips, I know what I must do. I trust her, more than anyone.

We speak at the same time, both eager to share our secrets and unburden ourselves while letting the other person in to share in our struggles.

"It's about Will…"

"I need to tell you about my mother…"

++o Story End o++