I am awakened by a night terror in the early morning. The early morning sun rays come through the opened window in front of me and cast out sunlight onto my sweating face. Peeta is stirring beside me, and i am crying silently trying to calm myself down without Peetas aid because he has already been up half the night because of me. But deep down, somewhere inside of me, i know that i will never be able to calm down without Peetas strong arms wrapping me in his love.

Yet, I just sit there. Rocking myself back and forth, trying to escape the shadow the dream has cast upon me. My heart rate stops racing, and the sweat eventually stops running. I have actually calmed myself down! As I take a small huff of satisfaction, an instant picture comes to mind and I see the monkeys picking Peeta and Prims bodies apart limb by limb. I let out a sharp cry and my heart picks back up at the dangerously high pace and i start to break into yet another sweat. Peeta is at my side instantly and before i know it i am in his arms, with my head rested on his shoulder, and his face cradled at me neck. As he holds me and rocks me gently, I feel my tense muscles relax and I melt into his arms. I love it when he holds me like this, especially when he rocks me gently like this.

We sit there for about ten more minutes or so until he finally asks the question that i can tell has been on his mind ever since he saw me this morning. "Did you sleep at all last night?"

"Barely, but its not that big a deal." He pulls away from me, and looks me straight in the eyes while brushing a strand of hair out of my eyes. I tried to assure him in the best way possible, but as usual, it didn't work. Because after looking me in the eyes for five seconds or so, he pulls me into a long sweet kiss, gets up out of bed, grabs an extra blanket and tucks it over me lovingly, then goes over to the window closes it, then closes the blinds over the shining window. After he has done so, the room gets instantly darker but light enough for me too see everything still, including Peetas smiling face. He crosses back over to me, and crawls onto the bed. He hovers over me and sends kisses on my mouth, on my jaw bone, down my neck and back up again. In between kisses he says to me, "Go back to sleep." I take his face in my two hands, and look at him straight in the eyes and reply, "You know i can't sleep without you by my side Peeta."

Concern wipes over him face and he stares at me for a while. then answers, Then i will stay home and make sure you get your rest." He rolls off of me and is pulling the covers up and is about to get back under them when i stop him.

"Peeta you can't! You need to go to the bakery and work. Don't you remember? Greasy Sae's grand daughters birthday is today and they ordered a cake!"

" I know but you look so tired Katniss" he caresses my cheek and before he can pull it away, I hold it there and close my eyes. The warmth from his hand runs all through my cold shivering and for a moment, I feel content.

And then it happens. My eyes fly open with panic. Nausea and that weird sickening feeling you get in your cheeks when you think your going to vomit floods through me. Peeta must see the paleness in my face, because when this happens his expression goes from content, to extremely concerned. I rip the covers off of myself and run to the bathroom. The second I get to the toilet, the vomiting begins.