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"Well certainly any time together is better than no time at all, right Peeta?" Caesar Flickerman asked. "I would think so to if it weren't for the baby." Peeta answered with a tear streaming down his face. I was crying because it was the truth. I would go back into the Hunger games pregnant and knowing that Peeta was going to do everything he could to protect me from the other Victors. Suddenly I was in the launch tube waiting to go up into the arena and I saw Cinna be attacked by peacekeepers. The peacekeepers morphed into a lizard human mix and they were clawing at the securely closed tube hissing my name.
I sat up screaming. My pajamas were soaked in sweat from my dream and I had a feeling I was screaming for Peeta. I look around my dark compartment, still breathing heavily from my nightmare I flip on all the lights and double check that the lock on the door is indeed locked. I go into the bathroom and get in the shower. Realizing that I was still in my pajamas, now sopping wet I strip and let the hot water cascade over my body. I look down and realize that my stomach is beginning to have more of a bump there. Gale still thinks that I was acting for the cameras and so does most of Panem. I wonder where Peeta is and how he is doing. I feel nauseous, my mouth was filling with saliva, and I threw up in the shower. I watched the bile wash down the drain with the pine scented body wash that was now rinsing off my body.
I wrapped myself in a robe and then sat on my bed. I must have drifted off into sleep because the next thing I knew was that I was woken up by a couple of sharp knocks on the door. "What could you possibly want at this hour Haymitch?" I asked as I open the door. "Sorry sweetheart." Haymitch tries to catch his breath he must have run down here. "The boy, He's alive." My face lit up, I rushed out of the room. "You might want something more than just a robe" Haymitch called after me. I turned around then stalked into my room grabbing some of the clothes that I managed to salvage from my old house in the Victor's village. I realized how tight the shirt was getting and the pants were not the most comfortable but they still fit and it just looked like I had gained a small amount of weight since being here, which is true.
"Prim, is he okay? Where is he?" I asked Prim as I ran into her in the hospital wing. "Room 114 be careful okay Katniss." She said as she gave a pointed look to my stomach. I nodded only 7 people knew I was actually pregnant, she was the first one to find out. I found room 114 and entered it. Peeta was strapped down at the waist the legs and his upper chest. His arms were still free. I felt hot tears slid down my face noticing the cuts and burns all over his body. Peeta looked at me his eyes were different it was like he had no Iris. I couldn't see the blue in his eyes. He was about to say something so I stop him by saying something first. "Peeta, it's okay. It's me Peeta, the real Katniss, The one who loves you, the one who would give the world to you if you asked for it. The Katniss that would never hurt you and the one who protects you even when you say you don't need it. Please Peeta stay with me." My voice catches on the last word. Peeta shudders and then his eyes go back to normal. "Always." He whispers. Peeta looks around confused and then he sees me. "Katniss! I am so glad that you are okay! Where am I though?" I laugh as new tears stream down my face.
"Peeta you're safe, we're in district 13. Oh god Peeta I thought you were never going to come back to me."
He attempts to process this, "Know what would be a great comfort? A hug, maybe a kiss."
I laugh and walk over to him. He opens his arms up I almost fall into him. "I love you Peeta." I whisper. He doesn't answer back I feel his shudder, I look up and his eyes are almost all black again. "MUTT! GET AWAY FROM ME! I WILL KILL YOU!" I began to back away but he grabs my arm then his hands are on my neck. I can feel my airway being forced closed. I gasp for breath. "Peeta! I can't hurt you ever. I love you. You know that." Peeta can't hear me. So I close my eyes and pretend to die. I am dropped on the floor. I slump into an uncomfortable unnatural position, and focus on keeping my breathing even and quiet. I hear Haymitch enter the room. I open my eyes and slowly bring my hand up to my lips to make the sign to keep quiet. His eyes flicker something of understanding. He lifts me up and over his shoulder, and carries me from the room. Once the door is closed, Haymitch sets me down. "You okay sweetheart" he asks
"Yeah he didn't do any permanent damage. He is strong but got weaker when he was with the Capitol. And I played dead before he could injure me. Bruises are probable." I ramble wiping my clammy hands on my pant legs. I begin to walk back toward the door. "You can't go back in there." Haymitch calls after me but I ignore him.