A/N: I have finished the trilogy now! [Woohoo! It only took a week!] Heh.

Well this is my second Fanfiction. As the summary states, it is after the uprising. To know more, please scroll down and read for yourself. Enjoy. Profiter, mes chéris. Haha!

Disclaimer: No. I do not own The Hunger Games. Copiez?

My fingers link with Peeta as we walk toward the meadow. Peeta is back to his old self, caring and strong. I savor the moment and go back to the time when Peeta tried to kill me. I shudder at the thought. I shouldn't even think about that.

"Katniss, are you okay?" I nod at Peeta's question in answer. He smiles and I melt inside. I smile back at him. The meadow has so much life, full of flowers and friendly critters crawling about. Prim would've loved this. I felt a pang of longing inside. It had been two years since the uprising and Prim's death. I truly missed her. I lay, my head on Peeta's lap and him stroking my hair. I lay in silence.

"It's beautiful here isn't it Peeta?"

He smiled and nodded his head."Yeah, it is."

"Prim would have loved to have seen this." I let out. I felt tears trickle down my face.

Peeta wiped them off. Even if it had been years, I still feel the freshness of the tragedy.

I gave him a smile of thanks. I sat up, looking deeply at his blue eyes.

"I love you Peeta."

" I love you too Katniss." He cupped my face and gently kissed me.

Peeta and I walked back to the Village and went directly to our mentor's house, fingers still entwined.

Haymitch was awake, tending to his geese. Seems like the liquor has run out. His face lights up brightly when he sees us.

"Hey, got some liquor for me?"

I shake my head. Still the same Haymitch.

" So why'd you come here then? You're useless."

Peeta laughs. I look at him sternly but inside, I too, was laughing.

"Can't we come visit you?"

I give in to laughing when Haymitch replies with a serious no.

"Shall we leave the?" Peeta asks.

"Yeah you should. Come back when you have some liquor for me."

We both left, laughing our heads off. Then Peeta came up with a bright idea. He produces an empty bottle, just like Haymitch's liquor bottle, and fills it up with water. He and I then went back to Haymitch, holding the water-filled bottle up for him to see. Haymitch immediately perks up and ran towards us, like a little kid, vying for candy. Peeta gives it to him and Haymitch gulps it down straight away. He spurts it out of his mouth with intensity. I laughed so hard and so did Peeta. Haymitch surely was angry.

We ran out of Haymitch's property as he was slashing at us with his knife. We weren't that scared because we made sure the knife Haymitch has was dull.

"You know what?" Haymitch asks.

"What?" Peeta and I say at the same time.

"I hate you guys."

What Haymitch said made us laugh out more. It is fun to kid around once in a while.

We three victors were like family now. Especially since we were the only occupants of the village. That night, we had dinner at Peeta's house. He surely does like to cook. It was a beautiful night. Nothing special happened. Just a mediocre night for all of us.

The next day was just the opposite of the previous. We received a letter from the Capitol. From Paylor. President Paylor. We herded in my house just to read it. It was a letter inviting us three to a feast to the capitol. Isn't this approach just like the old government? It was weird just thinking about it. Definitely weird. But soon I'll know what's going on. Soon enough. When I get to the Capitol.

We left for the Capitol that afternoon. It was difficult not to talk about our last visit to the Capitol and what we suppose is in store for us.

"Haymitch, what do you suppose is—"

"I don't know Peeta. I'm completely clueless here. Katniss, do you have an idea?"

I shake my head. No. I'm just as clueless as you, Haymitch. I think.

The ride to the Capitol took a few days. We were weary with all that travel, especially as it was not as comfortable like the tribute car was. Well, not that I liked that better. I had fun just having the two with me. It was really like we were family. The Capitol looms above us, its tall buildings not as uninviting as the last time. It was just normal. Not really that kitschy as before. The three of us slowly stepped on the platform, and looking at the surroundings. Suddenly, I notice the other previous victors coming down the platform as well. We all meet together and exchange warm embraces. I cling onto Peeta as if he was to be taken from me. I smile and look him in the eyes and ask myself.Well, what's going on?

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