This chapter has a mature parallel in the separate book I have created for mature scenes. Feel free to read both versions!

Chapter 34 - All For You.

— Tris

"Happy five years, Beatrice," he sits down next to me in the bed, running his hand over my loose hair.

I smile, "Thank you for bringing me back to you."

"It was my pleasure." He leans over me, trapping me between his arms. His lips meet mine and all I feel is hunger.

I'm safe with him.
I always know that I am, and I always will be.

In the heat of the moment, we separate. His weight lifts off me and I feel empty as a deep ache, a desire grows low in my stomach.

I want more.

"I have a question."

"Tobias..." I whine, my fingers of one hand on his lips, the other under his shirt, moving it upwards.

"I just have to know, before signing the big scary papers tomorrow to be tied to you forever and ever..."

I chuckle
I can't believe tomorrow I will be his wife.

"Beatrice Prior, I wish I had a third of the strength that you do. How did you do it? Stay strong all the years? When you were sixteen you wanted to give up, why did you keep fighting?" His voice is husky, and it turns me on. I can tell he is serious in his question though.

I am his, and he is mine.

"Tobias," my eyes meet his. He is propped up on his one elbow facing me. I move my fingertips from his lips to the side of his cheek.

"I did it all for you. I tried knowing that if I lived I would be with you, that if I had given up, I would never get to a point where I was here, in your arms, loving you."

There's silence for a moment and I notice his eyes grow moist.

"Say it again," he says, barely whispering.

"All for you."

His whole life he has felt like no one cared about him.
My whole life I have fought to be with him.
Now, we are together, and nothing is in the way.

I press my lips to his, surprised by my own strength and desire.

Years ago I was petrified of this moment.
Hell, just a few months ago I would wake up in shock he was still alongside me.

Anxiety gets filled by passion, and I feel as if I am beaming.

"I want you," I pull away from the kiss for mere seconds.

I know now that he would never hurt me.
I had forgotten it for a long time, way too long.

"Are you sure?" He separates us for slightly longer than last time, his eyes searching mine for doubt.

I kiss him harder, stronger.

My sixth fear was the least of my worries.
I had bigger problems in my life before now, bigger fears.

This fear, it is invisible.
It no longer has a need to exist.

Each time we touch we grow stronger.

Each time we kiss we grow closer together.

Each time we collide we become more inseparable.

My fears are a thing of the past.
There is much more important things to worry about; much more important things to enjoy.

This, this act of collision, is a force to be reckoned with.

He and I are inseparable, a package deal, untouchable.

I wish for the moment to never end, but I know we will be together for a lifetime.

"I love you," his voice is a ghost on my neck, his arms draped around my bare body.

I feel empty as he leaves my body, a sudden shiver curling my spine as our flesh separates.

He is right next to me, my panting frame on his chest which is glistened with sweat.

I'm exhausted, but I've never felt more alive.

Being with Tobias in a way I had never been before.

We are unbreakable.

"I love you too."

+ + +

I wake to a buzzing coming from the other side of the bed. I get a chill, noticing my lack of clothes I curl closer to Tobias for warmth.

He groans, reaching over and grabbing his phone.

I don't understand the talking through the phone, but I recognize the voice as male and tense.

"I'll be there as soon as possible," Tobias days jumping up from the bed and getting dressed.

Without asking what's happening, I do the same. I grab a pair of jeans and pull them on.

I question to myself for a second why I am so sore in locations different than if I were to have a workout.

Oh.

I resume to putting my pants on, wishing desperately that I didn't have to force the memories of just a few hours ago out of my mind.

I could lie in bed with him for hours.
And I wish I could after a moment like yesterday.
He and I would lie here, I wrapped in his arms, and we would recall the moment we shared.

Hell, maybe we would do it again.

I need to focus.

Whoever called Tobias had urgency in their tone.

"What's happening?" I demand.

"I'm not sure, they just called a leader meeting and it sounds urgent. Tris, what are you doing?"

"I'm not leaving your side."

He stares at me for a moment, obviously contemplating wether or not to start an argument with me. I ignore his look and put on my bra, then a shirt.

"We were already suppose to be getting married today, and I didn't go having sex with you just for the hell of it, so don't you dare even consider telling me to—"

"Under one requirement," he sternly says interrupting me and I look up at him.

The room is dark, but I clearly see what he has in his hand.

"No," I barely whisper.

"Just have it on you, please," He comes over and sticks the gun in my pocket. His hand lingers on my lower waist as he pulls me to him tightly.

I'm numb.

I do not even remember the last time I shot a gun.

I remember the last time I heard a gunshot clearly.

I remember the last time I was pierced by a bullet vividly.

Memories flood of being dragged into a closet by David, him shooting me one last time in the leg before pressing the knife to my flesh.

"Let's go." We separate and I finish tying my shoes. "Indy will be safe here."

He opens the door for me and we both briskly walk in silence to the main building. I automatically take his hand in mine.

I am not leaving his side.

The dauntless compound usually isn't this quiet ever, despite it being three in the morning.

Tobias uses his ID to get into the main building door.

The compound is on lockdown.
Why didn't they make an announcement about that for the whole compound to be aware of?

"What's going on?" Tobias is direct. I wince when the door loudly clicks shut behind us.

"Thank god you came too," Josh looks at me. "If you have some kind of memory or something knowing about this happening, please tell me what you know now because we're short on straws here."

I just shake my head.

"The people from outside the fence, they're here. They've specifically surrounded the whole Dauntless compound. They specifically want to take out our military."

Tobias takes my hand in his again, holding tightly.

"We don't know what they want, if they plan to kill, if they plan to take over, or what. We need to take action, we need to be prepared."

"New York." I croak, the voice I hear is not mine.

"They're not from outside the fence, they're from inside their own fence. They're from New York, probably led by Derrick."

Everyone stares at me.

I almost wish I stayed home.

"And this is their symbol," I hold out my forearm and my left palm, both are branded with the same seal of a colony.

"I don't know what they want, this is all I know."

I press the side of my face into Tobias's shoulder, my hand tightly clasping his that I'm shaking.

I wish I could disappear.