"Maybe I'd think that too," Peeta said bitterly, "if it weren't for the baby."

Cameras close up on me and I start crying. But how could he know? I was only 2 weeks pregnant. Unless? Maybe he was attempting to make it better for me in the arena by thinking he was lying but he hit the nail on the head. Finnick can see I'm crying and he does something no victor has ever done. He leaves his chair and comes to me. By now I am absoulutely sobbing and , by the sunset outside, I guess Finnick can see my small round belly in the gloom.

"I would never have guessed." Finnick says softly to me and I just reply with a "Thanks".

I have to be with Peeta right now so I just run up to him on his seat. Peeta stands up to offer me a seat and I am suddenly grateful for it. Peeta stands behind me and the buzzer goes off. Interviews are over. Haymitch and Effie run onto stage to swoop us off. We end up in a medical room in our flat but Peeta isn't here.

"Where's Peeta?" I say in a daze. There is no answer. I look up and see Haymitch looking at me.

"Is it true or did Peeta make it up?" Effie urges.

"He thought he made it up but it is true. I haven't told him yet." I cry.

"You are going to be 4 months pregnant in the arena . Right? So I'll ask Cinna to send you in with 3 more outfits, each slightly bigger just in case." Haymitch says quietly, "Peeta's coming, pretend you've fainted and I'll pick you up." Haymitch says urgently.

But I don't hear him. I , for real, collapse on to the cold hard concrete floor. I am still aware of people and sounds though.

Peeta comes in and peers round the small room. "What are you doing here and why are you kneeling around something?"

There is no response, Effie and Haymitch part.

Effie says sadly " This. She was feeling ill and when we came in after her she just collapsed."

Haymitch pipes up, " Did you lie in the interviews? Because you need to look carefully at Katniss and how she's been acting lately. Tell me when you've figured it out."

Peeta comes and kneels by my side. He whispers " Katniss, Katniss, just wake up. Please. I need you."

This does the trick and I slowly open my eyes. "Peeta. What happened?"

He doesn't answer and I feel the nausea rising. "Peeta help me up. Please, I need to get to the bathroom quick." I urge.

He tenderly grips my arm, pulls me up and I run, shakily, to the bathroom. However, there is no time to close the door behind me and I just throw up again and again. I feel a hand on my back, rubbing circles and I know it's Peeta. He holds my fringe back and once the nausea calms down, he picks me up.

"Haymitch, is it alright to take her back to her room? She's going to need some rest. On second thoughts we need a double bed room with an ensuite bathroom. Can we do that? Since we're married, I have to look after her. Is there anything or anyone who can come and check her out?" Peeta burbles on.

Haymitch leads us down to a new room and Peeta lays me down gently on the bed. I notice it's the same side I slept on with Prim at home and it is also the side nearest the bathroom. He gets undressed and tenderly slips into bed. He touches my belly and says " How's it going down there? Wait a minute. It's bigger than before. Since when have you got fat?" His face turns pale as he realizes the truth. "You really are pregnant aren't you? That's why you were throwing up. But it does not excuse the fainting. You are ill as well or that's some crazy side effect of pregnancy which I doubt it is. I'm calling your mum"

He gets out of bed and uses the telephone. I hear him say stuff about the pregnancy to my mum but before my mum answers Peeta's questions, the tendrils of unconsciousness are sneaking round me for a second time today. Peeta is off the phone and in bed before too long. He finds me and yells for Haymitch.

"Haymitch, Katniss is unconscious again and her mum, I spoke to her on the phone, says it is not usual for fainting to be a side effect of pregnancy. I'm afraid to think she's really ill." Peeta sobs.