"Reunited"

A/N- Hey guys! A while ago I made a story called "Factions of Chicago". I deleted it because this website glitched out. I was very upset but I am giving this website another chance. Hope you guys like this story :)

Chapter 1- Sad but Happy

I love Peeta Mellark. I love my son and daughter, Charlie and Isabella Mellark. I put them before me, Katniss Mellark. After Peeta and I had Isabella and Charlie, we moved back to the Victor's Village in District 12. So did Haymitch, now considered Uncle Haymitch.

I'm standing next to Peeta; we are both making dinner tonight. Peeta is baking a cake for dessert and breads for dinner, and I am making squirrel with herbs. /p

"Daddy, can I help you make the frosting for the cake tonight?" asks my younger son, Charlie. I smile. "Sure," says Peeta, hapilly. "Come right here and stand on the stool. Do you want to mix the ingredients or whip the cream?"

"Ingredients!" exclaims Charlie. I get back to cooking my squirrel. Five minutes later we serve.

"I'll go get Isabella for dinner." I say.

I walk into her room. She has been painting A LOT lately. Whenever I see Isabella, I think of Prim. Their hair, eyes and body shape look the same. I love my family so much, but whenever I think of Prim, my insides are crushed. I am always sad and always happy. "C'mon Iz," I say as I motion her outside."Dinners ready."

"One second, mommy. I just want to finish this sketch so I can start painting immediately tomorrow." She finishes sketching, jumps off her bed, and follows me to the dining room. Peeta and Charlie are sitting down already, the cakes in the oven. Peeta does make a good cake, and Charlie's following after him. Isabella and I sit down.

"Thank you Peeta for serving us." He smiles and laughs, "Anything for my family." I laugh too. We start to eat and have a conversation.

"You know, we haven't seen Gale in a long time," says Peeta.

"Who's Gale?" Asks both Isabella and Charlie. Being 5 and 6, they laugh their heads off because they said something at the same time. When they stop laughing, I say, "My best friend when I was younger." Then I stare at Peeta. "Why do you bring up Gale?"

"I thought it would be nice to visit him again." I start shaking my head, no no no. I don't care if he cooled down about me and getting married, I can't look him in the eyes anymore. He ditched me. When me and Peeta got married, we never got a letter, a call, anything from him. Peeta understands and he says, "Maybe not. Just an idea. We can always visit Haymitch again, I mean, he lives next door," then he turns and says to the children,"Maybe after dinner we can have the cake at uncle Haymitch's house, if mommy says yes!" The kids love Uncle Haymitch, when he is sober, of course. He usually is sober now-a-days, since we have kids and we constantly need a babysitter.

Yeah, of course we can go! Let's just finish up dinner."
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When we are done eating dinner, we go to Uncle Haymitch's. "Hi, guys!" he says opening his arms to give them a hug. Haymitch has a loving for kids, when he is sober. We eat the cake, socialize, and when the kids are yawing and asleep, we carry them home. On the minute walk home I talk to Peeta. "Looking into Iz's eyes makes me think of Prim." He doesn't say a thing. We put the kids in their pajamas and tuck them in. Then Peeta and I change ourselves and Peeta finally says something to me. "Prim an amazing girl. She was kind and giving. I miss her, too, even though I barely knew her. But, Katniss, she's gone, and we can't dwell in the past." Peeta is an amazing speaker, and he is right. He is so kind; I love how he said 'we' instead of 'you' can't dwell in the past. I would usually get mad, but right now I can't help but kiss him. We kiss long and purposefully, and when we detach, he smiles and says, " Was that an answer?" I laugh.

"Today was Prim's birthday." That Peeta understands. He goes to our closet, and hands me some seeds in a baggy. They are primrose flowers. We go outside, plant them quickly but meaningfully, and go to sleep.