I had felt myself dying of thirst. I had seen the Boy that I love almost die. I had seen that same boy try to kill me after the Capitol had hijacked his memories of me. But I had never felt such extreme physical pain in my entire life. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Peeta with a worried look on his face, aswell as the doctors coming in through the door. The Elder doctor with a kind look in his eye came to the bed.

"Do you want the epidural? We now have reached the point in the birthing process where we can give you the medication."

I had sincerely thought about a natural child birth. I obviously had no idea what pain was. The arena was nothing compared to this.

"Yes... Now!" I growled as another contraction hit.

As I'm sure you would assume by now, you know that I'm about to give birth to my first child. My name Is Katniss Everdeen-Mellark. My husband's name Is Peeta Mellark. I am 33 years old. I am giving Birth to a Baby girl. I live in District 12 in the Victors Village. I am the Mockingjay. I chanted this inside my head as the needle was injected into my spine. As soon as the pain subsided, I glanced at my husband. I had realized in that moment that I was crushing his hand.

"Oh… Sorry Peeta. I didn't realize that I was about to break your hand." I muttered with a grimace.

"Sweetheart," he started with the old nickname that Haymitch had given me so long ago. "It's fine. I can understand that you're Giving birth. I know enough to realize that it's extremely painful."

I half smiled at the name, remembering my earlier question I asked,

"Where's Haymitch? I thought he said that he was going to sober up enough to come to the hospital?" I asked, remembering the awkward exchange when we asked if he wanted to be the godfather.

"Uh… Well he's a little worried that he's…. Going to… um…"

"Oh just spit it out." I said to the stuttering man beside me.

"Uh…. Walk in on something….." He replied with a sheepish smile.

"Oh..." I said with honest surprise.

"I think he was hoping to come after the birth. You know that after the Arena he hasn't liked to be around blood."

"Alright then. It's 2:00am." I said to a sleepy Peeta "Why don't we try to get some sleep. Come on, Climb in."

I patted the empty space beside me and he climbed in with no hesitation. Ever since we finished the book about all the people who died for us and around us, Peeta was having less and less flashbacks. He's only had one so far this year. My nightmares had gotten better but I only had them on occasion and when I did Peeta woke me up before they got to the worst part, which would usually include me screaming. As we drifted off to sleep, the last thing that registered in my mind was a Primrose outside the hospital room window.

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As I woke up I saw the late August sun streaming in through the window and immediately sensed another person in the room. As I looked up already defensive, I was looking into my sister's blue eyes, except it wasn't my sister. It was my Mother! She had somehow flown in from District 4, where she has worked for the past 15 years. I had only seen her about 5 times in those past years. A large smile broke across my face as I waved her over and gave her a bear hug. Peeta was awakened by the commotion and as he realized who it was that was hugging me the same smile broke across his face. None of us had said a word yet. As I tried to sit up a sharp pain stabbed into me and a grimace crossed my face.

"Careful Katniss, You slept a bit but soon you'll need to start pushing. That baby is coming soon. I'll call the doctor to them that you're awake."

"Mom," I started "You don't need to; I have a button that can alert the doctors that I'm awake."

As I reached up I felt that stabbing again and as I looked at Peeta he gave me a worried look and pressed the button for me. I was finally realizing that I was about to bring life into the world. I started to hyperventilate as I was worrying about screwing up this baby and not being able to be a mother. In that moment Peeta looked into my eyes.

"You'll be perfect. It will come naturally to you. You're so protective already; I can't imagine what you'll be like with your own children. You'll be worse than a mother bear." he said with a wink.

After I had calmed down, the doctor with the kind eyes came in, checked me out and told me that I was 10cm dilated and that I need to start to push. I looked at Peeta and he said

"I'll be here all the way. Always."

I smiled and realized that this was the moment. I looked at mom and Then It started. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be Thank you very much Mr. Epidural, but it still hurt like hell. Mom and Peeta encouraged me all the way. Just as I was about to ask for a break, the doctor told me that the baby had crowned, and I knew that there was no going back. And no way was I taking a break with a baby halfway out of me. I took one last push and I heard a clear, sharp cry. As I looked up I saw a beautiful mix of Peeta and me.

"It's a Girl!" cried the doctor.

As I took the baby into my arms Peeta looked on in wonder as I brushed away her hair, I quietly whispered,

"Primrose Rue Mellark"