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Chapter 1
Katniss POV
I clung to the side of the toilet as I heaved again. I heard Peeta come into the room and he lifted my hair from my face and slowly started to rub my back. This made me feel a little bit better but I still vomited heavily into the toilet. "Katniss, please, this is the 3rd time today and who evens knows how many times this week that you have been ill. You need to see a doctor," Peeta pleaded with me, his voice filled with nothing but worry. He had been wanting me to see a doctor since I had started to feel ill but I didn't want to go, I had managed to persuade him that I was fine for the last few days but I could see he wasn't going to let it go until I went. "Fine I will go but it is probably nothing." I replied so he would stop worrying. When I finally stopped vomiting Peeta left the room and made an appointment with the doctor. "Tomorrow at 10 am we are going, I will close the bakery for the day." Peeta said, standing in the doorway. "I don't need to go, I am fine. I will have just eaten something." I reply half-heartedly as I know that nothing I say will change his mind. I will be there at the doctors at 10 am tomorrow and I know Peeta will be right by my side.
*The Next Day*
"There is nothing wrong with me Peeta; I don't need to be here." I complained for the one hundredth time today as I sat leaning into his shoulder in the hospital waiting room. "It is better to be safe than sorry," Peeta replied, stroking my hair. "Katniss Mellark please follow me," a nurse with a clipboard. I reluctantly lifted my head off Peeta's shoulder and I was met with his smile. I smiled back at him, hoping to reassure him I was fine but he stood up and grabbed my hand. Slowly, I got to my feet and Peeta squeezed my hand reassuringly before pulling me after the nurse. "Hello, I am Dr Finlay and I will be examining you today to determine the problem but first please can you tell me the problem?" A kind looking woman asks. "I am fine," I mumble before Peeta explains what really is wrong. "Katniss has been vomiting all week and she can't eat anything and keep it down." Peeta explained. "Ahh ok I understand. Now if you would just lie down on here and I am just going to take some blood and if you would please take this and follow the instructions on that packet it would be much appreciated." Dr Finlay said and with that she drew some blood and I read the instructions on the test. About 10 minutes later I had finished the test and Dr Finlay was back with the results from both tests. "Hello again, I have some news, Katniss you are fine…" "I told you Peeta." "…Katniss if you would have let me finish I was going to say it could be good news or bad news, it depends in your opinion of a certain thing." From the confused on mine and Peeta's face she must have assumed we didn't understand, which we didn't, so she continued. "Katniss, what do you think about children because you are pregnant?" Dr Finlay asked. I just mumbled something in response, I was in shock. "That's wonderful news. I am so happy." Peeta said, his face breaking into a smile. I mumbled my thanks and Peeta and I followed Dr Finlay to the reception desk to make an appointment for our check-up that I would need every few weeks for the next 9 months. I still hadn't said anything that was understandable other than thanks when we left the hospital, I clung to Peeta's hand and I walked in silence. Suddenly, Peeta stopped and turned to face me. "Hey what's up?" He asked me, brushing hair out of my eyes. "Are you not happy? We are going to have a baby." He asked his smile being replaced by worry. "Peeta… Peeta, I am happy, I am just in shock. We… we are going… to have a baby." I said looking into his eyes and I could feel my face breaking into a smile. Peeta leaned down and kissed me gently. "Come on let's get home." He said grabbing hold of my hand.
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