A/N Hey sorry this took so long to update, I've been writing the chapters out of order, so it requires extra attention. Anyway there is some lemony stuff in this chapter, so the rating for this chapter is M, but most of this story wont be. Thanks for everyones' comments:) Make me feel like I've won a prize. Oh and a shout out to my beta kelliejo19, thanks for your help, and everyone if you haven't read her story go and do it.

Oh and of course i do not own divergent or insurgent or the characters, just the plot.

"I… I love you and I'm so glad that we both made it out of there and I'm so sorry that I didn't trust you and…" I silence him with my lips, my way of telling him that it's okay that I love him, trust him, and believe in him.

Soon, too soon, the kiss ends and Tobias once again embraces me and we face the night like we will face anything else that comes our way; together.

Tobias POV

I wake up smiling because everything is as it should be. Tris and I are back together and, better yet, she is asleep in my arms. Just to be near her is such a relief after the separation, emotionally and physically, of these past few weeks. I think back to the night that Tris went to the Erudite. It is a night that I will always regret because I feel as though I could have stopped her. The feeling of waking up and realizing that she had left will haunt me forever.

I notice my door, slightly ajar and I know who will be waiting for me on my bed. I slip into the room and give Tris a light scowl, almost my instructor face but tempered with love.

"Don't be an idiot" I say.

"An idiot?" she exclaims, like she couldn't possibility know what I mean.

"You were lying. You said you wouldn't go to Erudite, and you were lying; and going to Erudite would make you an idiot. So don't." I hiss at her.

She comes toward me saying "Don't try to make this simple. It's not. You know as well as I do that this is the right thing to do."

"You choose this moment to act like the Abnegation?" I ask with barely veiled contempt. "All that time you spent insisting that you were too selfish for them, and now, when your life is on the line, you've got to be a hero? What's wrong with you?"

"Whats wrong with you? People died. They walked right off the edge of a building. And I can stop it from happening again!" She counters, just as maliciously

"You're too important to just…die" I say not even looking at her, I have no more fight in me.

"I'm not important. Everyone will do just fine without me." She huffs.

"Who cares about everyone? What about me?" I scream, and with urgency, because part of me knows that she will go, I cross the room and hungrily kiss her. She shocks me when she pulls away, so much so that I don't even try to kiss her.

"You would be fine. Not at first. But you would move on, and do what you have to."

"That's a lie" and we both know it. And I once again crush my lips to hers. I am elated when I feel her responding, thinking I have won. I caress her face, covering it in my palm, trailing my fingertips to her slender waist and finally her hips. She gently pulls her hand down the ,length of my back; going beneath my t-shirt, before resting it in the small of my back.

I realize know that this was never a victory on my part, but on hers and how she played me.

"Promise me, that you won't go. For me. Do this one thing for me." I whisper.

"Okay." She replies.

"Promise," I insist.

"I promise" she says as she brings her lips back to mine, guiding my hand beneath her shirt. I pause looking at her face trying to understand if this is what she really wants. She answers my unsaid question by pushing me back onto the bed. After that neither of us hesitates. As our tongues clash and tangle we find a rhythm that has us both needing more. Flipping us over; ensuring my weight is not on her; I relieve Tris and myself of our shirts.

Now we pause as we both examine each others body, my eyes resting on her small pert breasts. Perfection. I revel in their softness and the feeling of her nipples hardening underneath my palm. My hands travel down to her hips, my thumbs sliding along the taut skin of her stomach behind the waistband of her pants and skimming the edge of her underwear. She arches underneath my touch, giving me the opportunity to slide her clothes off, so she is now bare beneath me. I run my hands over her thighs, the soft skin like silk under my rough hands. Confidently she finds my belt buckle and undoes it without any second thought and quickly we are both naked. With reckless abandonment I plunge one finger into her, the second following quickly. Once she is ready, I line our bodies up, ready to connect. Moving glacially I ease into her, reveling the feeling of her. Her face scrunches slightly and I pause, thinking I've hurt her.

"Are you alright?" I choke out.

"Yes just keep going slowly" is the only reply I receive.

Once fully inside of her I pause letting her adjust to the sensation and she surprises me by bucking her hips; eliciting moans from both of us. Without conscious thought we are moving together; yet separately.

Soon, too soon I can feel myself approaching an orgasm, when Tris constricts around me breathily moaning my name.

"Tobias"

That sends me over the edge, and together we ride the indescribable waves of pleasure rocketing through us.

I still don't know how I let myself fall asleep; part of me always knew she would go to them, the Erudite.

Suppressing the memory,I gently begin to wake Tris. As most of the compound is in disarray and in some areas in serious need of repair, Tris and I are to make a list of things that need to be done, and then hand out work assignments after breakfast. It means we have to get up early but as long as I'm with Tris I really don't care. I begin by tickling her feet, which turns out to be a very sensitive spot for her.

"AARRGGHHH", Tris screams while kicking out with both feet narrowly missing my nose.

She sits up scanning the room for danger, until she sees me, the look of panic is quickly replaced by a scowl.

"Good morning, love", I say with fake sweetness.

Eyeing me suspiciously she replies just as sweetly,"Morning 'babe'."

"Really? Babe?" I splutter, realizing too late that she threw my glass of water on me. "That's it!" I huff, easily picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder, "shower time for Tris."

"Please no I don't want to," she wails, to no avail of course.

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