Hee hee hee ^-^ yay! this one's first fanfiction for the hunger games! thank you to Rowan for telling me this story, and letting the world know about it. She'd also like to say that this is the Rowan Mellark of the past, and no longer calls Haymitch "Uncle Hay" due to the fact that he just might kill her... please don't Hamitch...

DISCLAIMER- this one doesn't own any part of the hunger games... it's all Suzanne Collins... But Rowan and Rye, (and Finlee for that matter) have popped into my head and are giving me no peace till i tell the world all of their stories. ;P

DISTRACTIONS.

I sigh contently to myself. Rye is finally asleep, after insisting me tell him another story about how I met daddy. I brush his forehead and kiss his cheek, mumbling a 'sweet dreams' before I quietly walkout the room.

When I get to the kitchen, I take a look at the time. "I should be calling Annie by now." I say to myself, since no one else is there to listen. Calling Annie has become a habit over the years. It all started when she and Finlee came over once and I was having a hard time keeping both eyes on both of my children, Annie helped out and gave advice on how to handle both of them at once.

I dial her phone number as I reminisce about the past. "Hello?" I hear her voice come on the line after a few rings. "Hey Annie." I say, a smile lighting up my face. I had just remembered. "Is Finlee there?"

Just as I get those words out of my mouth I hear the door bang open, which can only mean one thing. "Mommy, are you talking to Finlee? Can I talk to him too?" my daughter Rowan asks bouncing up and down. She idolizes Finlee, to the point of worship. "No honey, I'm talking to Annie." I say just as Annie says "Rowan's there."

"Sorry." I say apologetically. "It's okay. Take care of your family first. I can wait." She laughs understandingly. "Thanks" I say gratefully, and put the phone on the counter so that I can give my full attention to Rowan.

"Hey baby, where's Daddy?" I ask helping her out of her jacket. "I think that he went to Uncle Hay house." She says tilting her head to the side curiously. "I think that he was dropping off some bread from the bakery." I silently laugh to myself. My daughter has honestly brightened Haymitch's life considerably, despite that fact that he denies it every time either me or Peeta mentions it. From calling him 'Uncle Hay' to that Santa incident on Christmas eve she's the type that everyone can't help but love. A little like her aunt…

"Halo? Oh, hiya Auntie Annie!" Rowan's voice snaps me out of my daydream. "Is Finlee there? Hi Finlee!"

"Rowan!" I cry. "It's okay." I hear Annie say from the phone. "Rowan why don't you help me in the study? I need to find a recipe for cheese buns." I hear Peeta call out as the door open and closes again. Thank you Peeta! I silently say to him.

"So, where were we?" Annie asks after I finally am able to talk the phone. We small talk after I wish Finlee a happy birthday and reminisce about the past, when unexpectedly, Peeta sneaks up behind me and starts kissing up my neck. I'm unable to contain the squeal the bubbles past my lips.

"Katniss? Are you okay?" I hear Annie ask. "Fine." I say a little breathlessly, since Peeta isn't stopping. "I'm just distracting her." Peeta says mischievously. "Peeta!" I cry indignantly. "Go away! I'm talking to Annie!" I can hear Annie laughing through the phone. "Nope, not going away." He says into my hair, where his face is currently buried. "Peeta Mellark!" I hiss angrily. Please, please, please don't let Rowan or Rye hear any of this and come looking…! I pray.

"Peeta I think that you should stop bothering Katniss." Annie giggles.

"I love you Katniss." He laughs. I sigh but say, "I love you too." Just as an excuse to get him away from the phone I say, "Shouldn't you be going? How long is it going to take Rowan to find that recipe?"

he grins, "Along time I expect. I don't even remember if I wrote one down." "Peeta!" I say in mock horror. "That's low even for you."

I hear Annie sigh. "Katniss…?" "What is it Annie?" I gasp. Peeta. (and the devil he is at the moment.) nibbles on my ear, one of the most sensitive parts on my body, especially after loosing my sense of hearing from it all those long years ago. "Pease keep in mind that Peeta…!" is all that I can get out before Peeta's lips meet mine and what ever I was supposed to say and whatever reason I had for saying it goes up into flames.

After a moment I hear Annie cough and hear her say, "Peeta." Exasperatedly.

"Sorry Annie, but can I borrow Katniss?" Peeta asks in his best seductive voice. "That depends on what you're doing." I hear her say, but I know that I've just been thrown to the sharks… but to be honest I'm not complaining… "Nothing." He says casually. "Just distracting her." "Peeta!" I hiss, but not having my heart into it.

"Okay you two seem busy." Annie says happily. "Have fun you two."

I don't even have time to protest before the line goes dead.

"Peeta!" I say, but I know that I'm not mad. "You don't mind my teasing right?" he asks, knowing that my answer would be 'no'. so instead I decide to say, "No, I won't mind if you bake me those cheese buns with Rowan."

He laughs and kisses my cheek, "Anything for you." he walks down the hallway and into his study where Rowan is still searching in vain for that recipe. I stare at the ceiling remembering how this sort of thing would've never had been possible if those games never happened so long ago. I smile to myself at the somewhat twisted thought.

"If it weren't for the games." I think aloud. "This wouldn't ever have happened…"

Yes it's a twisted thought… but a happy one…