Nightmares

by bookandtea

Katniss has continuous nightmares of her experiences in the arena. This is my first published fanfiction, so any helpful feedback would be greatly appreciated! I do not own any of The Hunger Games material, Katniss and Peeta's daughter is entirely owned by Suzanne Collins, I just gave her a name.

I see the sword pierce her stomach. Do something Katniss, do something. But it's to late.

"RUE!" I scream. Marvel and I meet eyes for the first time since we got into the arena. Rue. She's gone. He killed her. I felt the anger inside me ripple like a river through my body. I want to shoot him. Katniss, get your bow and arrow out. But I can't. I can't move. I'm a failure. I could of gotten to Rue faster, I knew I could. I keep seeing Rue's terrified face as she fell to her death.

I feel someone whisper in my ear.

"Katniss, wake up. It was just a bad dream." My husband, Peeta says. He runs his hand through my dark brown tangled hair. He plants a hard kiss on my mouth. Our kisses are still as passionate since the first time in the arena, even though Peeta still has his moments, but they aren't nearly as bad since the rebellion.

"But it wasn't a dream." I cry in his arms. "It was real." I manage to say through my sobbing.

Something prods my hip. Lucia. Her big blue eyes stare up at me. "Mother, are you alright?"

I quickly wipe the tears away and force a smile. "Yes, Lucia. I'm okay. Sorry for waking you." Peeta gets out of our bed and picks Lucia up.

"Let's go back to bed, Lucia. Mother is just remembering the arena." Peeta whispers.

Yes, I remember the arena. But I try so hard to forget. They say it's in important part of our past.

But I still try to forget.