******************************************************************************Hey Everybody! Here I am starting the first of my short stories: Ethan's birth/pregnancy! I had some spare time today and decided to test if this is something you guys want me to make a four chapter story out of. On my page I explained a little better on why I am only doing short stories for the time being. I missed you guys already, and wanted to thank you for all of the support on the epilogue for Together Always.

"Mommy…Why isn't my brother coming out…" "Sweetheart it takes time for a baby to grow inside. He has to be big and strong before he can come into this family." Baylyn giggles and Peeta gives me a sarcastic glare, and continues to wash the dishes. Baylyn wraps her small arms around me and her head rests on my stomach that is bulging out much larger, than Baylyn's had at five months. She kisses it and smiles up at me. I love these moments when I can see the Peeta in her, her smile structure is almost exactly like his, and her blue eyes are almost the exact same…in certain lights it's almost as if I can see a speck or two of silver. I guess that is what Peeta has been seeing since we were five. I brush some stray dark hairs from her forehead and kiss it twice and she turns to go play with her toys. I walk over quietly to Peeta and wrap my arms around his back and kiss his shoulder. And he smiles down at me and squints his eyes seductively; I slap him with the dish towel, and laugh while I help him dry them off. "I'm five months pregnant over here."

My ankles are already swollen about to the point of the last weeks of Baylyn's pregnancy, if I didn't know it was a boy, I'd start to be concerned over the weight. I shake my head and let Peeta put the dishes into the cabinet, standing on my tiptoes doesn't seem like the best idea considering the size of my ankles. I go and sit with Baylyn on the ground and play with the dolls that Peeta bought her today. "Mommy, you're not playing with the dolls right." "Is that so?" I smile at her feistiness, "What am I supposed to do?" "I don't know...you're the mom." I kiss the top of her head and hold my arms up so Peeta can pull me to my feet. As soon as I'm up I flop down onto the couch and lean against Peeta. "Aren't you excited to have another Mellark running around in just a few more months?" "I guess so." The truth is I'm still consumed by fear…after the series of things that happened during Baylyn's pregnancy…I was weary to agree to have our son. I rub my stomach and wonder why he hasn't kicked yet. "Peeta has he kicked during the night at all." "No, not that I've felt... Has he kicked while I was at the bakery?" "No…" Peeta face twists a little in confusion. "But he's so big already." I shake my head in confusion, and rub my stomach a little harder. Baylyn walks over. "What's wrong daddy?" She presses her little hands on his legs and he scoops her up, and kisses her cheek. "It's okay, are you ready for bed Baylyn." She crinkles her nose in anger…she can tell we're not being honest with her. Peeta carries her back to her room and after a few minutes he shuts her door, his face is very concentrated and is just staring at me.

I frown down at my stomach and just let a tear fall onto my stomach. "Why won't our son kick?" "You've been taking the vitamins from your mother, haven't you?" "Every day." I shake my head and rub it softly. "Come on Buddy…show your mommy and daddy that you're in there. Show us that you're okay. Please…" Peeta lays his hand on top of mine. We still don't feel a kick… "Peeta…you don't think it's possible that we've….already lost him do you?" I whisper the last part and wait for him to say something…instead my question is returned with silence. Not one sign of enthusiasm remains on Peeta's face. Clear your head Katniss. Of course he's okay. You've done everything right…Baylyn's pregnancy would have been the one to worry about after all she went through in the womb.

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"It's okay Kat." "No, it's not. Peeta I may have killed our second child. That's not alright!" "You didn't kill him Kat." I rub her back as she cries into my chest. "Peeta…I killed him." She killed your child. Katniss Everdeen killed your entire family. She killed your son. She's going to kill your child if you don't kill her first. Kill her now Peeta! Kill this filthy, clingy, mutt! I tense my body up preparing to kill this crying mutt. She looks up at me with her evil eyes….evil?

They're silver, and beautiful, not evil!…This is your wife, Peeta…she wouldn't hurt your children… Kill her, kill her now! I can't get a grip on what's real. She is crying….Mutts don't cry? I see flashes of a man with a white beard yelling at me, I can still smell the blood and roses on his breath and embedded into his beard. "Don't listen to them Peeta, Katniss Everdeen killed those you love…she will kill everybody that is left…don't let her win…kill her." I can almost feel his hot breath flowing past my ears, and then there's a sharp pain in my arm and back. Almost like needles. I grunt and the mutt looks up at me. "Peeta?"

"Don't you dare say my name again! DO you hear me you stinking mutt?! I pull her onto her feet and practically drag her across the room and pin her against the wall. "Peeta…I-I" "You even admitted that you killed my child! Why would you think that I'd just let you go? Do you think I'm disabled because of my missing leg?" I spit in her face and she just looks at me in utter fear and whimpers. "Didn't think I'd be able to catch you, the girl on fire, so easily did you?" She doesn't respond, "Did you?!" My hands are around her throat. She leans in close to me. "Not real." Not real? Not real? Where have I heard that before? Even more flashes appear before my eyes…this time it's of Katniss….not a mutt….she is walking towards me down the aisle.

************************************Flashback**********************************

She's never looked more beautiful than she does right now. Her dress is off white and it is long and it flows with every graceful step she takes. I can't believe this day is actually happening…you're marrying Katniss Everdeen…the girl you have loved since you were five. The moment she said "real" is when she accepted that my heart belonged to her, and she expressed that her heart belonged to me. "Peeta?" I shake my head and see her hand is reaching out for mine. I grab her hand without hesitation. She smiles shyly up at me, I give her hand a reassuring squeeze and she stands up tall and I lean by her ear…. "Having second thoughts?" My heart skips a beat when I ask her that…I've always been scared that she wouldn't go through with the toasting… "Not real." She smiles, and it's the most beautiful smile I've ever seen her face hold for such a long time.

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I hear the door open…and I have never felt so confused about Katniss than I do at this very moment… Part of me still wants to kill her…the other part of me still sees her as my wife…

******************************************************************************Hey Guys! What did you think about the start to my short story? Hate it? Love it? Let me know in the reviews below! Did you guys like the peek into the Mellarks' wedding? Or the view into Peeta's attacks? Anything you want me to touch on in this pregnancy that may not have been mentioned in Baylyn's pregnancy? I love you guys! I'll talk to you at my next update, if you guys would like to see more of this!

~Freezethemoment