I walked through District 12 and looked at what used to be my home, now in ashes. How I am going to tell Peeta? That he no longer has a family, because of me. I rub the small bump on my stomach for some comfort. How did this happen? Before the Quell was announced of course, I would never want to put a child, more importantly, my child in danger by bringing them into the games. I never wanted kids, and I admit I even considered an abortion. But then I thought about Peeta, how he always wanted a daughter. One that had my hair, and his eyes. One that he would love so much. Who knew of the baby? No one, not even Peeta. He thought he had made it up during the interview. At that time, I didn't even know of it either. Now the baby was at two months, barely a bump visible.

I choked back a tear. I Katniss Everdeen never cry, not even when I had to volunteer for Prim on Reaping Day. But the hormones were getting to me and I disliked it.

One moment I was the strong 'Girl on Fire', the sign of rebellion, even though I didn't know of it. Another moment, I am a weak pregnant girl whose home was destroyed and was separated from her lov- Wait, I don't know what Peeta really is to me, but he really is important to me. Now I am carrying our child. Peeta Mellark's child. Oh Peeta, who has been captured by the Capitol. I'm angry at everyone that was involved in trying to get us out of the arena.

Why didn't they save Peeta? Why did they have to save me? Because I'm the Mockingjay? How about Peeta, he should be a symbol of rebellion too. But it was still me who took out those berries, and the moment I did, President Snow considered it a sign of rebellion and targeted all my loved ones.

Gale. I don't know who sent Thread, but they did hurt Gale. Snow threatened me he wouldn't hesitate to hurt Gale if I did anything that wronged him. Gale.

"Katniss. Should I come down?"I hear Gale's voice through the headset the rebels insisted I wear.

I reject his offer. "No, I'm fine.

I quickly made a run to Victor's Village and glad to see that it was still intact. I quickly grab a father's hunting jacket and my game bag, a few other important things, and even brought that ugly as ever cat Buttercup with me as a gift for Prim. I was about ready to go when I saw a white rose in the corner of my eye. It was no doubt that President Snow sent it. Its message was clear, I can find you. I can reach you. Perhaps I am watching you now.

I go back to the hovercraft, the hovercraft that would bring me to District 13. Who most thought was destroyed by the Capitol during the first rebellion.

When we got there, I knew I wouldn't like it. Whether it was because it was underground or because Peeta wasn't there with me, I would never know. Though, it was uncomfortable, feeling very stuffy and claustrophobic. I don't know how they managed all these years.

I go to compartment 307 to see Prim and my mother.

"Katniss!" Prim runs up to me and hugs me as I rub her hair. I missed her a lot, not as much as Peeta but still.

"I have a surprise for you." I open my game bag and Buttercup walks out and rearranges its fur after being in the bag for some time.

"Buttercup?" She picked him, up after he spends some time rubbing against her leg. Prim just sits on the floor weeping and rocking that awful Buttercup.

I just lay on the bed getting ready to sleep; I was exhausted after all the drama that has happened.

Nightmares. With no Peeta to make them go away. This time, it was Enobaria. Trying to take a deathbite at my neck. I squirm, but it's not use. I was going to die, with my baby. I wake up sweaty with a headache.

"Honey what's wrong?" My mother asks me in concern. She actually cared for me and now, I really needed care and love.

"They tried to take my baby!" I cried into her chest as I clung onto her without thinking.

"Baby?" My mother asks confused. I nodded furiously. She knew it was Peeta right away and comforted me into the night. Fortunately with no nightmares, but a peaceful dream with me, Peeta, and our child in the bakery making bread together. I know that one day, we will be together happily and this child will make it safe into this world. A world with no Hunger Games.