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Tris's POV

One Week Later

"Dude, you have to start thinking about a doctor. You're a month pregnant. Isn't there supposed to be an appointment, like, within the first two weeks?" Christina asks as we share a strawberry-banana smoothie in the Pit. I take a small sip and look around.

"Shh, nobody knows yet. I don't need you blasting it in the heart of Dauntless," I say. Christina rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, well, you have about a month till that plan goes kaput," she says. "Seriously, though. You need a doctor. Make sure my baby niece or nephew—both are acceptable—is doing okay," she says, reaching under the table to pat my belly. I knock her hand away, glaring at her.

"Would you stop doing that? It's creepy!" I exclaim. She laughs and leans her head back over the chair.

"Ooh ooh, somebody's lovebird coming this way…lookin' all hot an' bothered," she says with a little shimmy of her shoulders. I roll my eyes and throw my napkin at her as Tobias comes up to our table.

"Hey, can I talk to you?" He says, putting his hand on my shoulder. I nod, giving Christina a perplexed look and hopping down off my chair. I follow Tobias out of the bar and into a corner.

"Everything alright?" I ask, leaning against the wall.

"No, everything is not alright. Final examinations are tomorrow, remember?" He asks and I bite my lip.

"Shoot, I forgot. I haven't been training them the past couple days and it totally slipped my mind," I say. Tobias had insisted I sleep in since my morning sickness had started so I was coming in after lunch to train and by then they were well past the important stuff so I just sat in the waiting room keeping them company.

"Regardless, we haven't spoken to Jonathen since last week's encounter and his results are still coming up Divergent. He'll be killed tomorrow if we don't do something," Tobias says and I sigh.

"He's going to be killed anyway, Tobias. He's Dauntless. We survived the exam, and we're both Divergent," I say. He gives me an incredulous look and even I notice how heartless that sounded. "Sorry, I don't know where that came from."

"I trained you, remember? Jonathen refuses to even touch the subject with us," Tobias says and I lean forward, grabbing his hands.

"Tobias. I hate being a realist but I am, so I have to say this. Divergents die all the time. They are hunted and they are killed almost every day. If Jonathen refuses help from us and he goes in to that exam tomorrow and messes up, there's nothing we can do about it. We tried, Tobias. There's nothing more we can do for him," I say, looking into his eyes. He looks back and his eyebrows crease in distaste, but he knows I'm right and looks away, pulling me toward him in an embrace. I wrap my arms around him and bury my head in the crook of his neck, breathing in the smell of his cologne and sighing. We part after a moment and say goodbye, Tobias walking towards the training area and me walking back to Christina.

"What was that about?" She asks, finishing off the smoothie.

"Just an issue with the trainees. Nothing special," I say. Christina still didn't know our secret, and I wasn't planning on ever telling her.

We talk about trivial things for a while, like getting our nails done or new tattoos, but we're interrupted by a young Dauntless boy with a blue Mohawk and lip piercing.

"Tris Prior?" He asks and I nod. "You're needed in Max's office." I purse my lips and shrug at Christina, getting off my chair and following the boy out of the pit and down the hallway to the office.

Max sits in a leather swivel chair, glaring at some documents on his desk. When he hears us come in, he looks up and smiles. "Ah, just the woman I wanted to see," he says. "Please, please, take a seat." I slowly walk over to his desk and sit down, not used to him being so…nice.

"What can I do for you, Max?" I ask, placing my hands on my knee and crossing my legs.

"Well, we just got a request from Erudite for some new experiment that they're doing—you know how they are—and they're in need of some security detail. Apparently the test subject is so morphed that it's becoming dangerous. I figured you would be the opportune person since your brother is there," he says and I narrow my eyes.

"What kind of tests?" I ask. Erudite were ruthless in the name of science, and I wouldn't put it past them to do tests on a human subject, but so much so that the subject becomes intensely violent? Something doesn't add up.

"Not sure, Jeanine didn't say. Anyway, are you interested?" He says, pulling out a pen and what looked like a contract. I shrug.

"I guess so. When do I start?" I sign my name on the contract and Max smiles.

"Tomorrow, after your initiates' examinations," he says. I say goodbye and exit the office, my hand flying to my stomach. Something just didn't seem right, but I knew it was nothing I couldn't handle. One thing I did know for sure, Tobias wasn't going to like this. He wasn't going to like it at all.

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