I begin with a simple word. "Hi." I say. He stares at the clock on the wall next to me. Peeta has just snapped out of a mental brake down. The kids are both sitting next to me. I start to stroke Prim soft brown hair as Peeta begins to look around the room. "What. What. What happened?" he asks. "You had a brake down." I say. He starts to get out of bed but I just push him back in. "You are not getting up until I know you're fine." Luckily I had Peeta Jr. help me tie him down to the bed so he can't get up. "You can't leave me here! I refuse to lay here tied to my own bed!" he yells. I signal for Prim and Peeta Jr. to leave the room. Peeta kicks the sheets off the bed. "Don't leave me here Katniss! Please!" I turn around and walk over to him. "Please don't leave!" he cries. Tears run down his cheeks. I'm usually the only person brave enough to stay with him after a brake down. "Katniss!" he screams. I grab his hand and give him a kiss on the cheek. He stares into my eyes and gives my hand a squeeze. I sit down on the bed next to him while he keeps staring at me. "Are you ok?" I ask him. He shakes his head. "I know I'm a problem. Everyone knows about my brake downs and they're scared to be near me." "That is not true. You've got me." I reply. "That's it. Nobody else trusts me." He begins to doze off so I leave him and go downstairs. The kids are laying on the living room floor watching TV. "Is Daddy ok?" Peeta Jr. asks. "Yes." I lie. "Come back!" Peeta screams from the bedroom. I run upstairs and open the door. "Katniss!" Peeta yells. I sit on the bed next to him and try to calm him down. "Katniss don't leave. Please." he whispers. "Ok." I reply. The kids come up stairs and I walk over to the door. "I want you to pack some things and go over to Haymitch's house for the night." I whisper to them. They nod and go to their room. "Peeta. You need to calm down." I say. "I know I just don't want to be alone." he replies. "Do you think maybe you can be untied from the bed?" I ask him. "Maybe. I don't know." he replies. I start to untie his wrists. By the time I'm finished he has completely calmed down. "Are you ok?" I ask him. He nods. "Sorry I just wasn't thinking." he says. He sits up in bed and I embrace him. He begins to cry. "You're ok." I say. I make him get out of bed and go outside with me to take a walk in the woods. "You just need to get your mind off things." I say when we arrive at the fence. I guide him under and we start our walk. The rest of the day is kind of a blur. We walk down to the cabin and decide to spend the night there. I hope the fresh air will help him. I set up our bed in front of the fireplace while Peeta gets wood for the fire. When he comes back I help him stack the firewood by the door. As soon as I start the fire he's fallen asleep in a huge bundle of blankets. I sigh and take a blanket from the bundle. Well at least he's asleep. I lay down in front of the fireplace and start to drift off to sleep. Well let's just say I didn't sleep for long due to Peeta whining in his sleep. I had to keep getting up and calming him down. Finally I just decide to stay up and sit next to him until he wakes up. When he does finally wake up it's mid morning. I decide we probably should head home because the kids will be looking for us. I grab the blankets and pillows and head for the fence. Peeta trudges behind me half asleep. When we get home Peeta Jr. and Prim are waiting for us. "Where were you?!" Prim asks. "At the cabin." Peeta says. Outside the mocking jays sing their songs tempting me to go out and sing with them. As soon as Prim tries to answer his question there is a knock on the door. I open the door to find no one. Strange. I close the door and then I hear another knock. This time Prim opens the door. "Oh my gosh!" she squeals. I look at the door step and see a box. With holes in it. "Something alive?" Peeta asks. I shrug my shoulders and pick up the box. Prim tries to shake the box but I hold it high so she reach it. I set the box on the table and open it. My eyes widen and I gasp. "Who would… I can't even….."