Katniss POV

I'm running. Running as fast as I possibly can, as far as I can. No one can catch me, because if I'm caught, it means my death. I'm breathing hard, but I have to push on. I see a tree, and I start to climb. My pursuer climbs the tree, which surprises me. They take out an arrow and load the arrow and shoot my back. I fall from the tree, and the moment I'm supposed to hit the ground, I'm not in the Games any more. I'm back home, in District 12, where I belong with Peeta.

I wake up and I'm panting. I look over to my husband, and he is sleeping peacefully. But I need his comfort and unfortunately must wake him. "Peeta?"

Peeta stirs and looks at me sleepily. "Are you okay, Katniss?"

I nuzzle up closer to him, "I had another nightmare. It was horrible."

Peeta sits up and pulls me into his lap and we sit there like that for a while, him holding me, me thinking how much I love the man with his arms around me. This one thing I love about Peeta: no matter what time it is in the day, he's always prepared to comfort me and to be understanding.

Finally Peeta breaks the silence, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Well, I was back in the Games, and I was being chased. I started climbing a tree, and the person chasing me did as well. The next thing I know he shoots me with an arrow and I'm falling. That's about when I woke up."

"Everything's alright now. You think you can go back to sleep?"

"I don't think so. I'm just to shaken up to sleep. I'm going to go outside and maybe hunt a little. Okay?"

"Okay. Just be careful, Katniss."

I smile, "Okay. Love you, Peeta."
"I love you too. Are you going to be back for breakfast?"

"Yeah, I should be. Go back to sleep, Peeta. I'll be back soon."

Peeta POV

So Katniss tells me to go back to sleep, and I just can't. Not with her running around in the woods like she is. I know she practically grew up in the woods, what with having to provide food for her family and all, but I still can't help worrying over her. She has no idea how much I love her, even though we've been married for so long. My love has grown so much since we got married, and my heart is just overflowing. I just can't tell her enough and express it adequately.

Katniss POV

I start running as soon as I leave the house, and I don't stop until I reach the fence. I slide under the spot of the fence where I have gone so many times to enter the woods. I go and retrieve my bow, and I realize how much I've missed hunting over the years. I've just been so busy with being a wife to Peeta and taking care of the house I haven't been able to give it much thought. The nightmares give me an excuse to go, since that is the only thing besides Peeta that can really calm my nerves.

Peeta keeps trying to convince me we should have kids. If I did that, something horrible might happen, and I could never forgive myself if something happened to one of my kids. Also, I wouldn't have time at all to hunt, since I'd have to be taking care of the kids all the time. Well, at first. When they're older I might be able to slip away. What if I was a horrible mother? What would happen then? I could think if maybe a thousand excuses for not having kids. My question is: what would happen if they were to die?