Hey, this is my second story. Enjoy! First one-shot
KATNISS POV
As I walk down the streets of District 12, I take in all the scents, from the breads and cookies to the herbs and baked turkeys. It's a peaceful place nowadays. Medicine is our main specialty. They erected a new monument for the people who died in the Hunger Games, Rebellion, and any coal mining accidents. It's amazing. It's an obsidian obelisk, reaching high into heaven with all those who rest there. Past that is the Meadow, where Peeta, Farah, and I play sometimes.
Who is Farah? My daughter. She's only four years old but she is the most beautiful thing. She has my black hair but Peeta's dazzling ocean eyes. Farah Primrose Mellark. I still can't believe I actually had a child. After two years of marriage he finally talked me into it. And I don't regret a thing.
They opened parts of the forest up to regular people, but closed off areas where dangerous animals are. I remember the days hunting. Hunting with Gale.
Gale and I keep in touch through letters. He's doing really well in District 2. Heck, he founded Hawthorne Industries. He's probably the richest man in Panem. It's a little strange, how a person who broke so many laws, having to poach food to survive, became the richest man in the country. He has a family too. He has a wife named Sasha and two kids. Marco and Lucia, I think.
I finally decide to make a loop and head home. Home to Farah and Peeta. Peeta. He never gets his flashbacks anymore. The hijacking effects are totally gone. The day he proposed to me is the day I will never forget.
It was a warm spring evening. We were hanging out near a lake in the woods when Peeta reached for something in his pocket. I didn't even notice what he was getting. Then he looked at me, and finally said those words. Happiest day of my life. Even happier than my wedding.
But my wedding was a beautiful day. Summer of that year. A small event, nothing too big. It was in a local chapel.
As I finally arrive home, I am welcomed with Peeta making cheese rolls (yum) and Farah setting the table. Peeta kisses my twice on each cheek and offers me a seat. After that, life goes on as usual.