A/N: This is just a little one-shot I came up with. I hope you like it! I think I'm gunna do a couple more one-shots, using their kids, Everly and their son(still tyring to think of a name for him. If you think of one lemme know!:] haha)

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"Momma." I heard a soft whisper say in the dead of night. I could feel Peeta behind me, breathing evenly.

"Momma." The voice whispered again, a little louder this time.

I groaned and rolled over, my body aching from the tough day at work. I stretched my arms out and could almost hear my bones cracking. I softly moved Peetas arm off my waist and sat up a little.

"I had a bad dream again. Can you hold me?"

That little voice. I blinked my eyes as they adjusted to the dark. I looked down at the small girl in front of me, who was looking up at me with Peetas blue eyes. She was so much like her amazing father.

"Eve, where's your brother?" I asked, grabbing under her arms and pulling her up on the bed.

"Asleep." She whispered in my ear, laying her head down on my chest. Peeta stired a little before rolling towards us.

"Tell me a story." My beautiful flesh and blood said to me, already closing her eyes again.

"Which story baby?" I asked, rubbing my hand in circles on her back. She put her little thumb in her mouth and shrugged.

"The first time you really saw Daddy." She said, her breath already starting to even out.

"The first time I really sawyour dad, I was sitting out in the rain-"

I could still see the day like it was yesterday. I could smell the fresh mud, the burnt bread.

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I finally gave up and threw myself onto the ground, bringing my knees up to my chest. Buring my face between my knees, I gasped for air.

Prim.

Mom.

Dad.

That dumb cat.

I can't believe I failed them all.

"You are so stupid! What the hell is wrong with you? Grow up!"

I heard shouting and looked up, seeing that I was sitting in front of the Mellark Bakery. The rain started falling harder and the dirt under me quickly turned to mud.

pushed her son, Peeta, out of the door, still yelling at him. He just took it, not saying anything as she hit him. In his hands was a loaf of bread-obviously smell of it was strong. But it also smelt warm and delicious and I could feel my stomach growl hungrily.

His mother stormed back into the house, slaming the door in his face. He turned slowly towards me, watching me intently. We stared at each other for a split moment before he walked closer and threw the bread to me. It landed with a splash in a small puddle in front of me. I looked up at him again before reaching for it and snatching it up.

I looked up at Peeta again but he was gone.

Biting into the bread slowly, I thought about the blonde baker with the burnt bread.

And little did I know, that almost 12 years later, he would give me two little blonde, blue eyed beauties of my own.

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"And you know the story after that, Everly." Well, the most part. I don't think I would ever be able to tell my children about my ugly past. "And you know you, your brother and your dad are my everything. And I love all of you so, so very much."

My little Evey had already dozed off and she snored softly.

"You guys are my everything, too." I heard my husband say quietly. His arm went around me and Everly, and pulled us closer. He kissed my neck before buring his head against me.

Later that night, our son joined us in bed, and the four of us fell asleep wrapped up in each others arms, because Peeta and I knew. We knew how it felt to lose something so close to you, and our children were apart of us. And I would put up a hell of a fight before I lost any of my family, ever again.

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They're like sexy Peeta kissing your neck and saying you're his everything ;)

Peace Love Monica