It was two years after the war. Katniss and Peeta moved back to the ruins of twelve and married. One day, Katniss feels ill while out hunting. She manages to get home and rest without Peeta seeing her. She is unsettled because she rarely ever gets sick. A thought, awful in her mind, began to form as she was sick again. "What if- no, it couldn't be" she thought as she rummaged through her box of old Capital stuff. A short while later, Peeta arrives home just in time to have the house shake with sobs. He rushes to Katniss's side as she cries. "No no NO! I can't do this! I can't!" He notices something in her hand as he asks her what's wrong. Still crying, she meekly hands over the item in her hand. Peeta was very concerned, as Katniss didn't do anything meekly. He gasped as he read the little stick and Katniss looked away. She cried "Oh Peeta! I just can't do this! I wasn't made for this!" Peeta gathered her into his arms and whispered into her ear " We'll do this together. You're going to make a great mother. I know it. " "I'm scared. " she murmured, snuggling into his strong arms. "I know you are, but think about the life growing inside you as healing of the rest of you're wounds. " "Thank you Peeta. I know that as long as you're here our baby will be fine." She said as she kissed him.
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