Hey so yeah I've been on fan fiction before but i deleted my old account and started making stories on here! So yeah this is my first fanfic on this account so I hope you enjoy :)))

~ **Lauren**

Katniss POV

"Pregnant." the doctor mumbled to me. Pregnant. I can't believe that one word came out of her mouth. Kids? I can't have kids! Peeta and I have only been married for two years! Yes we've talked about babies and I know he wants one but... What am I going to do?

I stuttered and tried to form that simple word with my mouth "Pregnant?" I managed to get out. I wasn't sure what I was feeling, shocked to say the least. This must be one of my nightmares. Peeta is about to wake me up and tell me everything is alright. I closed my eyes as tight as I could, nothing. This was not a dream nor a nightmare, this is reality. I was carrying a child, not just a child, Peeta and I's child. This was all so strange to me. What am I going to do?

"Yes! You're about 2 and half months along!" She smiled. She tried to make me feel better but my eyes started to get teary.

"Peeta and I should have been more careful." I say as I manage to get a tear out. Was I sad? Was I happy? I wish Peeta was here. I wish I would've asked him to come so he can help me think more clearly. I was probably just crying because of my hormones. The doctor cam over and started rubbing my back.

"Here maybe this will make you feel better." The doctor reached over and grabbed a picture and handed it to me. I stared at it in confusion and looked at the doctor for some help. "That's your baby, Mrs. Mellark."

I looked at the picture more carefully while the doctor pointed out the arms, the legs, the head, and so on. It was a baby, it was my baby. Now to tell my baby daddy about this. Peeta.

"Katniss, I'm home!" Peeta called out to me. I've been thinking about what I was going to say over and over and my head but thought of nothing, guess I'll have to wing it.

"I'm in here!" I called back. Peeta comes in looking like he always does, with the sweet scent of sugar and cinnamon coming of him. He sat down on the couch next to me and smiled.

"So... how was the doctors?" Peeta asked with concern in his voice.

I nodded "Fine." I say, knowing I am going to have to break the news soon.

"And?" He motions his hands to get me to talk.

"I'm pregnant." I blurt. Smooth Katniss... Just blurt it out. Another tear slips down my face and I start to cry. Peeta knitted his eyes together and put his hand on my face to wipe my tears away.

He smirked and said "Why are you crying?" By then I was sobbing so hard Peeta couldn't wipe away every tear.

"I wasn't sure how you would've reacted, and I'm still in shock about being pregnant. And I'm so mad because my hormones are doing this!" I started to chuckle at the end a Peeta smiled.

"Katniss look at me? Do I look like I'm mad?" Peeta asked. I looked up at his face. He wasn't mad, he was smiling. His blue eyes met mine. He pulled me into hug and I knew this was just right. Just me, Peeta, and our child.

I quickly started to dry to tears from my face and cleaned myself up for dinner. Peeta made baby corn, baby carrots, and the game I caught earlier.

"Baby carrots? Baby corn?" I raised my eyebrow at Peeta. He looked at me and started laughing.

"Clever huh?" He smirked. Small gestures like this is one of the many reasons why I love him. We sat down and started digging in, or well, at least I was. I didn't really how hungry I was until I started eating. "Hungry much?" Peeta laughed.

"Sorry! The doctor told me this was expected." I say. He smiles and continues eating. "Oh, I almost forgot!" I reached into my coat pocket and pulled out the picture of the baby. "Here." I smiled.

"Oh my god." Peeta stared at it in awe. I pointed out all the features that doctor was showing me. He started rubbing my stomach which felt weird at first but I started to feel more comfortable.

"I'm hoping it's a boy. A little Peeta." I placed my hand over his, nicely gesturing him to stop. I wanted a boy that I could teach to hunt, and Peeta can teach him to bake. Peeta shook his head in disagreement.

"I grew up with brothers, they're no walk in the park to live with." Peeta laughed.

"Yeah well I grew up in a house full of girls ever since my dad- well you know." It was always hard for me to say it, because it always brought back memories. "And Finn will have someone to play with." I smiled

"Why? Finn can't play with a girl?" Peeta questioned. I shook my head no.

"Finn still believes in cooties." I say.

"Oh... I see." Peeta raises his eyebrow.

"You were 10 once! Don't you remember?" I ask. Peeta shook his head.

"I getting old, I don't remember that many things." Peeta joked and I laughed

"Peeta you're 28, you're not that old." I teased. "I'm going to lay down for a little bit. Mind if you clean the dishes?" I stood up and pleaded.

"Sure, you go lay down. I'll be up in 10 min." He says. I soon walk upstairs to our bedroom and crawl under the covers, afraid to fall asleep because of the terrors sleeping brings me. I find Peeta crawling in behind me and wrapping his arms around me. "You can rest. I'll make sure to wake you up if you start having a nightmare." And with that, I fall asleep.

I'm in a hazy meadow, a graveyard actually. I hear voices that call my name over and over. A little girl with dark hair lays on her stomach in a bed of grass. She appears to be crying. I instinctively run over to her and put my hand on her back.

"Are you ok?" I asked the weeping child. She lifted her head up. She had stunning blue eyes and pigtail braids draped over her shoulders. She seemed to be 11 or 12 years old.

She wrapped her arms around me unexpectedly and started crying into my shoulder. "Mom, you came." I looked down towards the right of my shoulder and see a grave next to me.

Peeta Mellark

I wanted to scream. Peeta isn't dead. I don't have a daughter.

Suddenly revelation came over me. This is me when I was 11, only this is my child. She was crying over the death of her father, Peeta.

"Peeta!" I started weeping. "Peeta!"

"Peeta!-"

"Katniss, I'm right here." I woke up to Peeta rubbing my back. I hugged him as tight as I could. "Bad Dream? Want to talk about it?" He asked

"No, I don't want to talk about it right maybe later." I whispered.

"Ok, goodnight Katniss." And for the rest of the night, I had no nightmares.

Ok, ok, I know this is short. Its just a starter chapter.

Anyways... Reviews? I need to know if I should keep going or not!