Hello! To those of you who haven't read any of my other stories, this is my third fanfic. My name is Stacy, I would love to get suggestions, and yeah, so read and review, tell me what you think!

Katniss POV

My name is Katniss Mellark. I am 23 years old. I live in District 12. My husband is Peeta Mellark. I am pregnant.

It's a warm summer day, Wednesday July 31st to be exact. I am not due until around August 15th, but I'm so scared to death that today might be the day. We are in District 4, visiting Annie Odair, and her son, Finnick Odair Jr. He has a couple of friends over, that go by the names Marvel Jr., Cato Jr., and Blight Mason. The names sound so familiar, like in my first or second Games, but I don't dare enter that lane again. Finnick Jr. was also so excited when my water broke but I wasn't. I was scared out of my wits. And still am. We are on the beach, Annie beside me, Cato, Blight, Finnick, and Marvel, were playing in the water trying to spear fish with spears, tridents, axes and swords. Peeta went inside to make lunch, inside Annie's beach house that was once Finnick's, but she got everything he had when he... died. I am laying on a blue lawn chair, and Peeta just rushed out the door when the first scream escaped my mouth.

"Katniss! Katniss! Are you OK?!" he asks. By then, Blight, Finnick, Marvel, and Cato are right by my side, their faces full of excitement.

"My water broke!" I practically shout in his face.

"Oh shit!" he says.

"PEETA! LANGUAGE!" Annie says, pointing to the 4 giggling children. They were all turning 1, sometime this year.

"Sorry, Annie." he murmurs under his breath. He picked me up and brought me to the car, and we dash to the hospital. Annie and the kids came in a separate car from us, even though Peeta's pick-up truck could hold them all in the back.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I moan, trying to hold this little... what was it again? Girl? Boy? Please be boy! And if Peeta died, I would shut her out like mother did, to me. But Peeta was always good with kids, when Annie had Finnick, Finn would only stay in his arms for about 2 weeks, but when we had left he had no choice but to go back to his mother.

"Don't worry, Kat, baby. We'll get you there soon," he says as he squeezes my hand, giving me a grip.

"Can this damn fucking truck go any faster!" I scream.

"Yes, but the speed limit-" he starts but I cut him off.

"Who cares! It's District 4! There is no speed limit!" I shout again.

"Oh, your right. Sorry about that," he says.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, just- UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream again.

"Hey, Kat, baby? Maybe, just MAYBE you could shut the hell up!" I hear a voice yell at me, someone trying to copy Peeta and his 'Kat, baby' thing that he always calls me.

I tilt my head up from my sitting position, and see a face that I haven't seen in a while. She smiles and waves. She's... alive? I haven't seen her face in so long!

"Johanna! I thought you were dead! Wait... is that really you? How'd you get in here anyway?" I ask her.

"No, I'm not dead, I'm alive, I am really here, I got in here when I heard you scream. I was coming down to Annie's to check up on her, heard you were coming down too. Didn't want to disturb you guys, so once the screaming started, I ran to the truck and hopped in," she says.

"Peeta hit the gas on this tin can!" I scream at his face.

"OK OK! Sorry! Jesus!" he says, and hits the gas so hard Johanna hits her head off of the seat in the back.

"You OK, Jo?" Peeta asks.

"Just fine," she answers.

"Sorry," he says, and then we hear giggling.

"Jo? Since when do you... giggle!?" I ask her, as calm as I can.

"Oh yeah, almost forgot. This is Ash and- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" she starts and screams as she finishes the sentence.

"What! What's wrong?!" Peeta yells.

"My water broke!" Jo screams.

"What? Your pregnant too?!" Peeta asks, looking in the rear-view mirror. Wow. Who would've known Johanna Mason would've gotten pregnant. Let alone have a child. Alive.

"Yes! Duh, can't you see! Only two kids and I'm fat!" she shouts.

"Uhhhhh... no! I'm driving if you haven't noticed!" he yells back. "You know what! Lets stop right here so you can both have your babies! I can't find the hospital!" he yells. I look in the mirror and see Annie's truck pull to the side, hopping out the car with Finnick, Marvel, and Cato. That's when I notice the place we stopped at.

It's a farm. With cows and horses and ducks and chickens and roosters and everything! I look at the red building, a barn. Not the most perfect, but not the most reckless either. It's perfect, well to me. To have my baby.

"I know, it's not perfect. But I just don't know where else to stop. You know, you have always wanted a boy. We could name it Jesus," Peeta says, winking at me as he hops out of the truck, and comes to help Jo, while Annie and the 5 boys help me out.

"You wish," I say.

"Can you stop talking for one minute! I have a pounding head ache, and I'm in labor," Jo says.

Silence is followed by the last sentence as we reach the door. Blight pushes it open, when we see a man, standing there.

Bronze hair. Green eyes. Trident in hand. Pictures behind him. Annie. Himself. Tribute costumes. Weapons. Hay.

"Finnick?" Peeta says, soon followed by a fainting Annie Odair.

So, what do you think? Should I continue?