Epilogue

We are wild, we are like Young Volcanoes. ~ Fall Out Boy

ONE YEAR LATER

It took a long time for things to settle down. Traitors were put on trial. Some of them executed while others were sentenced to time in prison. Both Evelyn and Jeanine were executed.

I thought Tobias would be upset that his mother was being executed for her crimes, but he was too angry with her for all of the wrongs she had done. She left him with his father for years after she faked her own death. She tried to use him to overthrow Erudite just so she could rule the city with the Factionless. Then, she shot me after she knew I was his wife. I think that is the biggest reason he was so angry with her.

I told him I didn't want him to be angry with her over me. I was angry with her enough for the both of us. But, selfishly, I felt better after hearing how she acted when he went to visit her while I was still recovering. He got to see her true side for himself and make his judgment based off of that.

Once all of the traitors had been tried Marcus was put on trial for his abuse against Evelyn and Tobias. He was sentenced to ten years in prison.

The prison used to be deep down in the Dauntless compound but another building was renovated to hold convicted traitors or other criminals.

A memorial was built for those who lost their lives during the war. We repaved an area in a park outside of Erudite and printed every name of a lost one there. People still leave flowers every once in a while. Caleb and I usually go once a month to visit our parents.

For now, the city has a group of fifteen leaders everyone elected after the war including Tori, Tobias and myself. Three people from each former faction were elected so that we could work on rebuilding a world with equal values on bravery and selflessness and kindness and intelligence and honesty.

We only have so many leaders for the recovery time when things are still somewhat unstable. We don't want anything like the past few months to ever happen again. Eventually we'll cut back on the amount of leaders we have, but for now fifteen is needed.

Zeke was fine with not being a leader anymore. It was never something he wanted. Now he helps train people who want to be part of the police force with Uriah and Will. They love it.

School has resumed for kids sixteen and under. Caleb started teaching there the day the school reopened. It's obvious he loves it. It's nice to see him embracing his intelligent side for once and not being hurt by it.

Caleb and Susan started dating right when the war ended. They never told anyone but they spent some time together in Dauntless before we invaded Erudite. They didn't want to get too close though, because they didn't know how the attack would end.

Christina and I help organize relief efforts. We make sure supplies are distributed throughout the city and that people have enough to survive. We're working on making places where people can come and get these things themselves, but we still have a lot of work to do.

Tobias helps rebuild parts of the city that were falling apart whenever we're not in meetings or doing any of our other responsibilities as leaders. Sometimes Zeke asks him to watch in on their training sessions to get his opinion on some techniques. I know he's glad he doesn't have to be the one training people anymore. Both of us are done with fighting.

Instead of getting an apartment in one of the buildings in the center of the city like most of our friends, Tobias and I have a small house outside of the city. It's nice to have so much space for ourselves. Our first few months there we spent each weekend making it feel like our own space. It was exhausting juggling all of our other responsibilities as well as getting our house together but it was worth it.

Our house was us. It wasn't Dauntless or Abnegation. It was a combination of our personalities that couldn't be defined by one simple life choice.

It is still strange having so many clothing options. In Dauntless I typically wore a tank top or t-shirt with jeans because it was easiest to move around in. Now, we can wear whatever we want in any color.

You also get the chance to talk to more people. You no longer know their life values just by the color of clothing they wear.

This new life is still a work in progress, but we're getting there.

THREE YEARS LATER

"When do you think you'll be done tonight?" Tobias asks me as I search our living room for my left boot. I narrowed my search down to this room. I know it is in here somewhere.

I lean down and look under the couch even though I'm pretty sure I already looked there. As I look both sides across the floor I see movement on the other side. The light is suddenly gone and I see Tobias' face. He's lying on the floor behind the couch, staring at me.

"Can I help you?" I ask him.

"Can I help you?" he asks me with a smirk on his face. I huff and stand up from my crouch on the floor.

"I can't find my boot. I've searched every room in this house so it has to be in here . . . somewhere." I look up at him and expect him to look around aimlessly like I have been doing for twenty minutes but Tobias walks right over to the chair in the corner and leans over the back. A few seconds later he leans back up and pulls my boot out from behind it.

"How did you know it was there?" I ask him as I march over and take it out of his hands.

Tobias' hands wrap around my waist and pull my body flush against his. He leans his head down so his lips are right next to my ear.

"I tossed it there last night as I slowly removed all of your clothing before I made you moan my name for a few hours. My apologies," he whispers into my ear.

"Oh," I mutter. "Apology accepted," I get out before his lips crash into mine. I drop my boot and place my hands on the back on his neck to keep him in place. A few minutes later he pulls us apart.

"We have to get to work," Tobias mumbles against my lips. I grumble for a moment before I lean down and put my boot on.

We walk out and I get into the passenger side of our small car. Tobias learned how to drive shortly after the war. I never have. He drives us both to work everyday and then I usually get a ride home from Tori or Tobias will pick me up if we're done at the same time.

Tobias got reelected as a leader of our city. It was no surprise to anyone. We cut back to five leaders two years after the war; now its just Tobias, Johanna, Serena, James, and Amelia.

During the election process I asked Tobias why he wanted to be a leader now but never wanted to be a Dauntless leader. He told me that being a leader of free people was a much more rewarding job than being a leader who was so controlling. Dauntless leaders had to kick people out of the faction once they reached a certain age and were unable to make their way through the compound. They had to watch initiates fail every year and become Factionless. He said that being a leader now is much more gratifying.

Part of me thinks another reason he chose to stay on as a leader is to make sure we never revert back to the faction system again. He is always distrustful of people and their motives and that's never going to change.

"You never answered me earlier. When do you think you'll be done tonight?" Tobias asks as we make our way to the tattoo parlor me and Tori opened once we were no longer leaders.

"Shouldn't be too late. We should be able to close at six. What about you?"

"I should be able to pick you up," Tobias tells me as he pulls into our shop. "I'll see you tonight."

I unbuckle my seatbelt and lean over to place a quick kiss on his lips. "See you tonight."

As I enter the tattoo parlor I see Tori at her station already working on a customer. After we both decided to step down as leaders and not participate in the election process Tori approached me and asked me what I planned on doing. I hadn't thought that far ahead, I just knew I didn't want to be the leader of anything ever again.

She asked me if I wanted to open this tattoo shop with her and I immediately said yes. It was a way to keep my Dauntless side in the new faction-less world. I didn't want the factions back, but I loved my year of tattooing before the war and I couldn't really see myself doing anything else.

More people get tattoos, now. A lot of people got loved ones' names who didn't make it through the war. And then there were people who had always wanted tattoos but the factions made it impossible for them.

A few weeks after Tori and I set up shop near the pier, Christina and Marlene started a clothing boutique right next to us. It's nice to be able to see both of them so regularly even though we no longer all live in the same Dauntless compound.

The day goes by fairly quickly. I do a couple tattoos; both of them are in the memory of a loved one lost.

About an hour before we are set to close I hear the door open and look up from the calendar I was staring at. I see Iris walk in with a man I've never met. I don't think I've even really seen her since the war ended.

"Hello, Tris," she says, her voice soft and almost uncertain.

"Iris. How are you?"

"Good. I was hoping you would be here today. Walt and I, well, we wanted to get rings tattooed around our fingers in place of wedding bands. And you . . . you're probably the reason I'm alive, the reason a lot of people are alive, so I was hoping you would have time today?"

It always makes me uncomfortable when people say things like that. When people say I've done so much for this city when all I really did was try and survive just like anyone else would have.

"Of course, it shouldn't take too long. Did you just want a simple circle around your fingers?" I walk around the front desk to stand in front of them and see both of them nod in answer to my question.

"Okay, then. I'm Tris," I hold my hand out to Walt and he gives it a firm squeeze.

I walk them over to my station and tell them to decide who will go first while I get a new needle and ink set up. I turn around and see Iris sitting in the chair.

"He's a bit nervous. He was Amity and he's never gotten a tattoo." Iris says, smirking at the man sitting next to her.

I laugh under my breath as I start to clean the skin around Iris' ring finger.

"It's not bad, trust me. Plus it'll take less than ten minutes, so it'll be over quickly," I tell him as I start to work on Iris' ring.

"I was there." Walt suddenly blurts out. "That night in Amity when those three Dauntless traitors came looking for you. You came in there, ready to shoot yourself if they shot that boy . . . Tobias? Ever since then I've always wondered . . . would you have actually done it?" Walt asks me.

Thankfully I'm done inking the ring around Iris' finger because my hands start to shake. Both Tobias and I still have occasional nightmares about the things we have done in the past. They are things I prefer not to think about. I start to wrap up Iris' finger as I answer him.

"Yes. If Eric shot Tobias I would have shot myself." I have no doubt that I would have. I think, after it happened, I told Tobias I was just doing it as a diversion. But seeing Eric kill Tobias right in front of me would have been too much. I would never have been able to live with it.

As I am working on Walt's tattoo he continues. "I thought so. After that . . . I always wanted to find someone I cared about that much. Someone I would rather die than be without. Then I found Iris and I didn't have to search anymore."

The door opens again just as I am finishing up with Iris and Walt.

"I can take – Oh, you're probably not here for me, huh?" I hear Tori say and look up suspiciously. I see Tobias walking toward me.

"I'm almost done," I tell him as I tape the last piece of gauze over Walt's finger.

"Iris," Tobias says, just as surprised to see her here as I was.

"Hello Fo-Tobias?" she asks, unsure what to call him. He prefers to go by his real name now, but there are still a few Dauntless who call him Four. Tobias gives Iris a nod, letting her know she doesn't have to call him Four.

"It was nice to see you again, both of you," Iris says before she gets up to leave.

"It was nice to meet you Tris, Tobias. Thank you, for everything." His 'thank you' is more than thanks for the tattoos, I can tell.

"Think you're up for at least one more tattoo tonight?" Tobias asks me once they're gone. I look up at him, brows furrowed in confusion.

"What?"

Tobias sits down at my station and grabs a pencil and a piece of paper before writing something down and handing it to me. I look down at the piece of paper and see the words "We're the beginning of the end" written on it.

The night after my initiation into Dauntless flashes through my mind, Tobias sitting on that couch with the guitar in his lap, singing that song.

When Rome's in ruins, we are the lions

Free of the coliseums

In poison places, we are anti-venom

We're the beginning of the end

"That was us; you and I. We were the beginning of the end. We were the end of the factions and the end of the war. And I was thinking I could get it here," he points to his bicep.

"Well, since I'm part of the "we" can I get it, too?" I ask him.

Tobias leans down and places a quick but passionate kiss to my lips. He pulls away and says, "Only if I get to do it."

Tobias sits in the chair and I get everything set up for his tattoo. It doesn't take long for me to tattoo the six words around his bicep. They form a nice circle around his arm.

I get everything ready for him to do my tattoo before we switch spots. "Do you remember how to do it?" I ask him. It has been almost four years since he did my IV tattoo.

"I've got it. Sit down," he tells me and I plop down into the chair. I tell him I want it on my bicep, but running down. I get it on the inside of my arm. The arm with Dauntless flames on my shoulder.

SEVEN YEARS LATER

Tobias and I are sitting in the waiting room of the doctor's office. The past few months we've discussed the possibility of having a baby. The first moment the word 'baby' fell out of his mouth I've wanted a tiny little Tobias running around our house.

But then I remembered everything my body has been through. Countless injections of things I don't really even know and even worse things that I do know. I've been bruised and battered and shot. What if I can't even carry a child?

That's why we're here. To find out if everything is okay. We were in a few days ago for tests and they called us back to talk about our results. I stopped taking my pills a few months ago. When Christina and I first got them in Dauntless they told us that if we ever wanted to get pregnant it would take some time after we stopped taking them for all of it to be out of our system and for us to conceive.

"Eaton?" A nurse calls.

Tobias and I stand up and he grabs my hand, giving it a firm squeeze as we follow the nurse back into the doctor's office.

Dr. Evergreen greets us and tells us to take a seat. When they told us to come in to talk about the results I knew something was wrong. Why couldn't they just tell us over the phone?

"Tris, Tobias, how are you doing?"

"We're okay. Nervous," Tobias tells her.

I know he had reservations about having a child even though he was the one who brought it up. He's terrified he'll turn into his father. I was quick to shut down that train of thought in him. I've had the unpleasant opportunity to spend time with Marcus Eaton in the past. Tobias is nothing like that man.

"Lets get to it, then. Tris . . ." my mind goes fuzzy then. I can only make out a few things that the doctor says, like, "It's possible you're incapable," and "keep trying, though."

I'm lost in my own mind the entire ride back to our home. Before I know it I'm sitting on our couch with Tobias kneeling down in front of me with his hands resting on my knees.

"Are you okay?" he asks me.

"No. We'll never . . ." I can't even finish my sentence.

"Tris, did you listen to anything the doctor said?"

"I got pieces of it."

"She said that yes, there is a slight chance the damage done to your body could prevent pregnancy. But, it's a very slight possibility. You've only been off of the pill for a few months. She said to keep trying and that she thinks she'll be seeing us again. When you're pregnant."

I look up at Tobias and can't stop the smile that spreads across my face.

"Besides, trying is the fun part," he adds with a smirk of his own.

My arms immediately wrap around his neck and bring his lips to mine. There is nothing soft or gentle about it. Tobias stands and takes me with him. My arms stay wrapped around his neck and once he is completely upright my legs wrap themselves around his waist.

Tobias places his hands on the back of my thighs before he starts to walk to our bedroom. Once we get there he sits me on the edge and untangles himself from me.

Tobias stands above me and looks down at me. Both of his hands run his fingers through my hair and tilt my head up to look at him, too.

"Everything will work out," he tells me before his lips crash into mine. His hands quickly reach down and remove my t-shirt and bra quickly.

I start to scoot back on the bed and pull Tobias along with me. His body fits perfectly over mine and as soon as we're settled I reach down and remove his shirt.

I kiss along his shoulder and up his neck. I take a moment to breathe in his scent. It's warm and comforting and as long as I have it around me I know I'll be safe.

Tobias' arms travel down my sides and then back up to my breasts. His hands give them a firm squeeze before his mouth descends on one of them. He pays each one equal attention before moving his mouth lower, across my stomach.

Tobias halts when he reaches the center of my stomach and places the lightest kiss to my skin before he continues down. His hands make quick work of the button and zipper of my jeans before I am completely bare in front of him.

He stands and drops my last articles of clothing to the floor before I hear the zipper of his jeans and then a thump as they fall to the floor, too.

Tobias' hands slowly trace up my legs as he crawls over me again. My mouth securely attaches itself to his just as he enters me in one, smooth thrust.

"Tobias," I moan out. I can feel the stress from the day floating away with each of his thrusts. As Tobias' thrusts get harder and faster my fingers ding into the skin of his back.

Tobias has his head nestled into the crook of my neck as he sucks on the skin there. I know he's probably leaving a mark and I know Christina will tease me about it later but all I care about at this moment is the feel of him moving inside of me.

My climax comes over me suddenly and my hips jut up to meet Tobias' thrusts as he comes, too.

Half an hour later Tobias is lying on his back and I'm resting my head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

"We should probably try again, just to be safe."

TEN YEARS LATER

"I need you," I say, breathlessly, and I burst into Christina and Marlene's boutique that is next to Tori and mines tattoo parlor.

I see Christina sitting behind a counter in the back. She looks up at me when I enter.

"What's wrong?" she asks me.

"I need you," I say again and walk over, grab her hand, and pull her with me.

"Marlene, I'm taking Christina!" I shout. I know Marlene is probably in the back so hopefully she heard me. I drag Christina out of the store and we make our way through town.

After a few minutes of me dragging Christina she stops behind me.

"Okay, tell me what's going on."

I sigh and drop her hand. I turn around and face her before looking around to make sure no one is around to overhear.

"I think I'm pregnant. And I don't know what to do. I can't tell Tobias yet, I don't want him to get his hopes up if I'm not and I just –"

"Okay, calm down. You're freaking out. We'll go to the store and get one of those weird pregnancy tests they have and then depending on what it says you can tell Tobias and then go to the doctor to get a more definitive answer. Okay?"

I take a deep breath and nod. "Okay. Yes. Good idea. I knew there was a reason I liked you."

Christina just laughs at me before she starts to pull me toward the store. Once we get there we stand in front of the pregnancy tests. There's just one kind, so thankfully it's an easy choice. I grab one, but then Christina grabs five more boxes.

"What are you doing?" I ask her.

"You need to take more than one, just to make sure. Come on," she says before she starts to walk to the front of the store with her arms full of pregnancy tests.

Half an hour later Christina and I are sitting in the bathroom attached to Tobias and mine's bedroom. There are six different tests sitting on the counter but I can't bring myself to look at them. More than enough time has passed; they should all have a result on them.

I stand up and make another attempt to look at them but then quickly sit back down.

"I can't! I can't do it. You do it," I tell Christina and push her towards them. Just as she's reaching for one of the tests I shout, "No! Don't look," and I pull her away.

"Wow, I don't know if I've ever seen you so freaked out . . . It'll be fine Tris. Whatever these tests say, it'll be okay."

I take a few deep, calming breaths before I finally look at the tests.

"I'm pregnant," I mutter under my breath as I look at all of the plus signs on every test.

"You're pregnant?" Christina repeats, her voice raising multiple octaves. I nod.

"You're pregnant!" she shouts before hugging me. My arms wrap around her and we stand there and cry together.

"How are you going to tell him?" Christina asks me after we've both calmed down a little bit. As soon as she asks a plan starts to form in my head.

"I have an idea, but I'll need your help."

We spend the rest of the day preparing my surprise for Tobias. We finish just about an hour before he should be back home.

"Thanks for helping me, today," I tell Christina as she gets ready to leave.

"I'm really happy for you guys, Tris. I can't wait to meet this little one," she says as she pokes my stomach. "I'm going to be the coolest aunt ever, just you wait."

Twenty minutes later I have my things packed up and a note left for Tobias on the counter with where to meet me.

I make my way through the city and to our meeting spot. It's getting colder out, so not a lot of people are here, which is good. I set my basket down and wait for Tobias.

I don't have to wait long. I see him walking toward me and can already tell he's confused as to why I've asked him here. I smile and pick up my box before pressing the button that powers on the Ferris wheel beside me.

"What's going on?" Tobias asks as he reaches me. I say nothing as I grab his hand and lead him over to one of the pods that are attached to the wheel. They're already moving, but slow enough for us to be able to get on without any trouble. Tobias hesitates for a moment before following me into the pod.

I pull him down to sit next to me as I place my bag on the floor. I pull out the container that has a piece of the chocolate cake Christina and I made earlier and hand it to him, along with a fork.

"Here you go," I tell him.

"Um, thanks. What's with all of this?" Tobias asks, looking around at the Ferris wheel.

"I had something to tell you."

"Okay. . . What is it?"

"It's pretty important."

"Tris! What is it?"

I sit back and smile at him for a few seconds before I tell him, "I'm pregnant." His eyes go wide as the words leave my mouth, but he doesn't say anything at first.

"Are you sure?"

"I took six different tests. We wont know for sure until we go to the doctor, but . . ."

"You're pregnant," the words fall out of his mouth and seconds later I hear the container with the cake in it and his fork fall to the ground. Tobias' arms wrap around me and pull me over to him so my legs are straddling his lap.

His arms are wrapped so tightly around me I can barely breathe but I don't care. I pull back enough to look at his face and see a few unshed tears in his eyes.

"I love you," I whisper to him.

"I love you, too."

I smile at him. Twelve years ago when I jumped off of the roof into the Dauntless compound and saw him standing there I never would have pictured us here. I never would have pictured us here after I made it through initiation, or during the war, or even the first few years after it. But, there is nowhere else I would rather be.

THE END

A/N: I can't believe this story is done and I'm about to hit the "complete" button. My sincerest thank you to every person who has read and favorited/followed/reviewed this. You kept me writing and I hope you enjoyed it.

I'm sure I'll write outtakes or random moments from the future for this story at some point, so if you have any ideas PM me or message me on tumblr and I'll make a list!

**I've gotten some responses in regards to the years. When it says seven years I mean seven years after the war ended, same goes for all others. Sorry for the confusion!

As promised . . . here is the first look at my next story:

Bleeding Out

SUMMARY: They told me she was shot. They said her body was property of the Bureau and wouldn't allow me to see her. Then one day, three years later, I got a call from Matthew. Allegiant alternate ending

I don't have an exact date when I'll be posting it, I still have a lot to outline and I want to get the first few chapters written before I start posting. Hopefully within the next month, but I can't make any promises.

If you have any questions or comments for me about the new story I'd love to hear what you have to say! Come find me on tumblr until I start posting that! (divergentrebel13 . tumblr . com)

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

~DR13