Like we stood a chance

Two paper airplanes flying, flying, flying

And I remember thinkin'

Are we out of the woods yet?

Prologue:

It was her wedding day, no their wedding day. She was in the Capitol, the President's Mansion no less. She didn't like being here, no one did. This was not who she was, she was a hunter; a survivor. Not an idiot that stood by and was dressed in the latest delusional fashions and colored with makeup. Katniss Everdeen was a survivor and she would prove that she would survive no matter what would happen. It would not matter what President Snow would throw at her, she would try to survive it.

President Snow had moved up their wedding date to a few days after the Victory Tour, which had surprised them; but they had no choice. Their families would be flown on a hovercraft to the Capitol, while Capitol citizens would bid for tickets to be able to attend. Anyone that had met them in the Capitol claimed that they should be able to go to the wedding. Katniss didn't want the whole fuss, just something simple. But simple was not in the dictionary for a Capitol wedding. Citizens wanted them to experience what a wedding was like in the Capitol. Most of the traditions being used were new to them. Why would the husband and wife feed each other cake? Or wear rings to show their love? Where did the Capitol get their traditions?

A knock sounded on the door and she turned her head towards it. She muttered a soft "Come in," It's not like it mattered much anyways; they would probably come in no matter what. She looked up as the door opened. In walked Prim. A sigh of relief escaped her lips when she saw that it was only Prim, not a Capitol citizen.

She looked beautiful in her bridesmaid dress. Her blonde hair was curled in soft waves and the blue in the dress brought out her eyes. Katniss couldn't help but be proud of her. Katniss tried to shift so she could face her sister, but had slight problems with the size of her dress.

"You are a beautiful bride, Katniss." Prim says, her blue eyes shining. Katniss shook her head at her sister.

"No, you are beautiful, Little Duck." Katniss said, crouching down to Prim's level. This was not far from her own. Prim was growing up right before her eyes. Katniss forced a smile to reassure her sister.

"How long?" Katniss asked as she played with a loose strand of hair that had come undone from her hairstyle that had taken hours to be done by her prep team.

"About a minute," Prim says. Prim walks closer and sits on the loveseat near Katniss. Katniss sighs and tries to prepare herself for what is about to happen. She was going to marry Peeta, the baker boy. It could be much worse, and she had realized that. She could be forced to marry a Capitolite, but she got to marry Peeta; sweet, caring Peeta. Haymitch had made her realize the worse situations she could have been in. Of course this wasn't ideal; they had wanted free will to marry whom they please. Sure Peeta would want to marry her, but he wanted it so that she would want it to.

Another knock on the door summoned them. Prim stood and walked over to the door and pulled it open. Katniss peered over her shoulder to look who was on the other side of the door. She could see a hint of bright pink hair and deduced that it would have to be Effie. Effie was still managing their schedule and made sure that they were on time. Not that they needed another reason to make President Snow mad.

"It's time to get going; it is a big, big, big day!" Effie trilled. Prim opened the door more and let Effie walked in. Katniss turned towards Effie and let her see the dress with the makeup.

"Oh my, you are a beautiful bride." Effie said walking over to Katniss. She took Katniss's hands in her own and held them for a moment. She slowly let go and looked back at the door.

"Let's go," Katniss forced out. Prim and Effie looked at her and Prim nodded. Effie led the way out of the room towards the room. Where it was all planned that she would walk down the aisle to where Peeta was waiting. First down the aisle would be her bridesmaids, which were Prim, Madge Undersee, Johanna Mason and Annie Cresta were waiting. President Snow thought that it would look nice if other victors were her bridesmaids too.

Katniss had left the room and followed behind as the bridesmaids and Haymitch were waiting for her. What was Haymitch doing there?

"Let's get this show on the road!" Johanna yelled as they heard the piano begin. The bridesmaids started exiting in order and Katniss felt as if the butterflies in her stomach were about to break out.

"What are you doing here?" Katniss asked Haymitch, who was still standing there.

"I get to walk you down the aisle; Snow figured it would be good for me to look as a father figure in your life." He replied. Katniss nodded and figured that it would be better not to question it. She took a deep breath as she heard the wedding march start to play. She looked over at Haymitch to see him offer her his arm. She accepts and places her arm in his.

The doors are pulled open and everyone is able to see Katniss and Haymitch at the end of the aisle. Haymitch took the first step which spurred her on to start walking. She plastered a fake smile on her face and looked at the faces of the many people that sat in attendance to the wedding. She saw Gale and his family, he was staring at her oddly, but she brushed it away. Her prep team was crying and could hardly control themselves. When Katniss looked up to meet Peeta's eyes she saw love shining through. Her heart felt as if it was squeezed by a cold hand when she saw the regret in his eyes mixed with the love. She felt the butterflies flutter when her eyes scan his body. His tuxedo outlined the lines of his body and his hair was greased back and she could tell the obvious signs that his curls refused to be tamed. She bit back the genuine smile that wanted to appear on her face.

She tried to speed up her steps so she could reach the end quicker. Haymitch held her back so she could regulate her steps and make it look like she isn't speeding down the aisle. She could feel President Snow's gaze burning in the back of her head. And she hated it. They had both gotten to the end of the aisle when Haymitch pulled her in to kiss her cheek. She found it odd that he would give that sense of affection, he never did.

"Remember who the real enemy is," He whispered into her ear. He made it look like he was whispering some type of fatherly advice so she smiled in return; to let him know that she understood.

The real enemy was Snow.

Haymitch let go of her arm and stood back as she walked up the last few steps herself. Haymitch went to take a seat next to Effie once she made it to the top. Katniss took a deep breath and took her spot next to Peeta. She looked up to see encouragement shining in his eyes and she felt slightly calmed. She zoned out as she fell into the endless pits of his blue eyes. Katniss came back to the world when she felt Peeta rubbing small circles onto her hand.

"The rings?" The man asked, that was officiating the ceremony. In District Twelve, Katniss thought that the residents just signed the paper work for a house together and then had a toasting. The man next to Peeta, Finnick Odair took the rings out of his breast pockets. He dropped them into Peeta's hand and Peeta held out his ring to Katniss. She gingerly took it and prepared to slide it onto his finger. They had practiced this the night before, after their rehearsal; where Katniss had dropped the ring at least three times, they practiced together in her room later that night.

Peeta held her hand carefully as he slid the ring onto her finger. Katniss looked down at the ring that now was supposed to remain on her finger forever. She glanced back up at Peeta to see him waiting for her to repeat the action. Katniss shakily took the ring and slid it onto his finger. Seeing the matching rings that were worn on their fingers, made Katniss feel something and she wasn't sure what it was.

"Do you Katniss Everdeen take Peeta Mellark to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The man asked Katniss. Katniss gulped and hoped that no one was able to read the plain fear that was showing on her face.

"I-I do." Katniss stuttered, hoping that it sounded like she was so in love that she was shaken up.

"Do you Peeta Mellark take Katniss Everdeen as your lawfully wedded wife?" Peeta lifts his head so he is looking Katniss right in the eye.

"I do," After he says that Katniss feels lost. The intensity that he was staring at her with was surprising. She knew that he loves her, but why make it so obvious? She didn't hear anything after that, but noticed that he was getting closer. He leaned in and placed his lips on hers. Katniss had forgotten about this part of the ceremony, even though before this was one of the things that she worried the most about.

She can feel him about to pull away, but she knows that a couple in love would kiss longer and a part of her doesn't want to pull away from him. She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him closer so his hands are resting lightly on her waist. She can hear the slight laughter of the audience as they think all couples in love wouldn't be able to get enough of each other.

They eventually pull away after some wolf whistles and claps throughout the people attending. Katniss blushed at everyone's reactions and glanced over at Peeta. He was looking down and then he gazed over at her, as is asking her if she was ready to go to the reception. She looked out at the people there. Gale had a steely look in his eye, her mother had a certain gleam in her eye and all of the Capitol citizens had tears running down their faces. Katniss nodded slightly and he took her hand in his. The crowd cheers with clapping, whistling or downright whooping.

Katniss and Peeta Mellark walked down the aisle hand in hand, with smiles on both of their faces; neither of them real.

...

Katniss carefully cut the cake, with a certain look of concentration on her face. The same look she used when she was out in the woods notching her arrow. When she looked over at Peeta for a moment she saw that he had easily cut it quickly. She shakes her head and lifts up her piece to him. When he sees that she is ready he lifts it and is ready to move his hand near her mouth when she was ready.

She carefully lifted it to his mouth and he bit into it. Peeta carefully did the same; both of them felt like they had succeeded when they hadn't gotten any of the cake on their clothing. She let a gentle smile grace her face as she licked the remaining frosting off of her lip. When Katniss saw the smudge of frosting left on the corner of his mouth, she was about to let him know; but then remembered that they were supposed to act like a couple. She cleaned off the frosting with the pad of her thumb. He looked up in surprise until he saw that he had frosting on his face. He let out an easy going laugh, which died in his throat when he saw her suck it off of her thumb. The crowd around them laughed at her and she had a forced smile on her face. They were both handed their own piece of cake first.

They backed away to let others get their piece of cake. The guests swarmed the cake as they stood back and watched. Katniss was standing by Peeta's side, savoring the sweet flavor of the cake. She watched as Gale led his family over to get a piece and how Posy gasped in surprise at the amount of food. She tore her gaze away, knowing that Posy wouldn't have access to such free food ever again.

"Are you alright?" Peeta whispered in her ear. It looked as if he was whispering sweet nothings in her ear and she forced the needed smile on her face. Katniss knew that he was trying to be friendly, especially after she agreed to be his friend as a beginning.

"I'm fine," She quietly says under her breath.

"Katniss, this cake is delicious!" Prim says as she walks up and takes another bite of her piece of cake. Katniss was glad that Prim and a few others from District Twelve were able to enjoy themselves with the luxury of the Capitol. Katniss quickly finished off her piece of cake and looked at the dance floor. Some Capitol citizens were out dancing and drinking. She caught Effie trying to dance and or teaching Haymitch how to dance. She smiled a rueful smile at the picture; she lightly nudged Peeta in the ribs to see the scene. He looked over and mirth lit up his eyes.

"Would you like to dance?" He asks, setting his plate down and offering his hand. Katniss nodded and placed her hand in his. He leads her out to the dance floor and whisks her up in his arms. Luckily Effie had taught them both how to dance on the Victory Tour. Overall it was exhausting but Katniss thought that if they danced slowly enough she would do fine in the heels without falling. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and his hands were steadily on her waist. She rested her head against his chest and listened to the comforting sound of his heart bear echoing in her ears.

"Thank you," She says, quiet enough for just him to hear. She wanted to thank him for everything. For being himself, for being so kind, for being willing to deal with her after this whole mess, to be able to forgive her after she pretended to have feelings for him and for doing this to help both of them.

"For what?" He whispered back. Katniss took a deep breath against his shirt and gave him a one worded answer.

"Everything." Peeta was silent, not knowing how to respond to such a brutally honest reply. Katniss enjoyed the reprieve they got from asking details about their future, where they would live or their children. The whole event was exhausting and there were several more hours of this torture.

They were able to dance in peace for a few more minutes before anyone dared to interrupt them. A cold hand touched Katniss' should and she moved her head up as if to savor the last moments of their position. She turned and was faced with the snake like face of President Snow. Katniss choked back a gasp and she could feel Peeta's grip on her waist grow tighter.

"President Snow," Katniss said, her voice unwavering. Peeta nodded in agreement with her way of hello.

"Mr. and Mrs. Mellark," President Snow says as a greeting. Katniss grew slightly tenser at the way he said her new name. Chills shot down her neck at the sound of his voice. Peeta stood tall beside her, refusing to back down, the same will that helped him survive the Hunger Games.

"I hope that there will be a child soon, wouldn't it be lovely for one of your children to be a part of the games? It would be a shame if you didn't, Mrs. Mellark don't you have a younger sister still in reaping age?" President Snow said, his eyes glinting dangerously.

Katniss resisted the urge to shudder at his thinly veiled threat. She knew that President Snow would force them to have children; she just didn't think it would be so soon. She knew that Peeta was worried and there was no way that he would force her to do something that she didn't want to do. She had no idea how they would do this. Katniss was thankful that it was a they and not a her. If it was herself, she has no idea what would have happened.

"I have to be going, it is getting rather late." President Snow said before walking back into the crowd. Katniss' shoulders slumped in relief as he walked away. Peeta's hand rubbed in soothing circles on her back.

"I'm so sorry," Peeta whispered into her hair. Katniss shook her head at him. Before Katniss could go on to explain to him that it wasn't his fault. Her mother and Prim started walking up.

"Why was the president over here?" Her mother asked quietly. Katniss knew that she would only put her family in danger if she were to tell them anything.

"Just Victor stuff," Katniss lied. Peeta nodded in agreement and then glanced at Katniss to make sure that she was fine. Prim started going on about the wonderful people she has met and the delicious food, occasionally her mother would nod in agreement.

...

The whole day had been exhausting and they were thankful to be alone. They stumbled into the honeymoon suite they were generously given to by Snow. Katniss was almost asleep on her feet and she needed to get out of this hated the large dress that got in the way of doing everything.

"I'm going to get ready for bed in the bathroom." Katniss said pointing towards the bathroom. Katniss went into the bathroom and started feeling around for the zipper to the dress. When she turned and in the mirror she could see that it was in the middle of her back, just out of reach from her arms. She sighed and slightly opened the bathroom door. She peeked out to see Peeta lying on the bed in a t-shirt and sweat pants.

"Could you help me with the zipper?" She asks. Peeta looks up and over to her. He gets up limping on the side of his prosthetic. She turns her back to him so he can unzip it. Peeta gingerly unzips the dress and looks away as she scampers into the bathroom.

She pulled off the dress and dropped it onto the floor, feeling satisfaction as it lay crumpled on the floor. She pulled her hair down from its complicated up do, pulling out the hundreds of pins that were lodged into her hair; she dropped them onto the counter. Her hair fell in waves around the slip she was wearing. Katniss started looking around for what she was supposed to wear. Cinna had told her what she would wear would be already there. She moved a towel out of the way and saw the skimpiest of lingerie that she had ever seen. A simple note was pinned to it. It had elegant cursive writing and was written in bright red ink; almost like blood. It read.

Mrs. Mellark,

For your pleasure I have personally

provided you with sleep wear.

-President Snow

Katniss was appalled at the note. What kind of perverted man designed sleep wear for teenagers? She tried to shake the disgust away. She looked back at the note realizing that she had nothing else to wear to bed. She sighed and peeked out the bathroom door.

"Do you have something to wear?" Katniss asked with her head sticking out the door. Peeta's head jolts up at her voice and looks over to the bathroom door.

"Sure, didn't Cinna say he would have something for you?" Peeta asks, while standing up and setting the book he was reading down. He started walking over to the drawers that he had put their stuff in. Katniss sighed and grabbed the lingerie by a string and walked out to him. She was usually a very modest person; but she figures that one day he might have to see her naked. So why not walk out in practically nothing already?

Peeta looked over and was aghast at what she was holding. He took it and read the note visibly shuddering after he read it. Peeta took the offending clothing and shoved it in the trash can and poked it as far down as it could go.

"I'm so sorry," He mutters.

He opened his drawer and pulled out a t-shirt and sweat pants. He handed them to her and she took them gratefully.

"Thanks," Katniss says and he shakes his head. Why does he have to be so nice? Katniss had always wondered that, why can't he just can't he just hate her like all the others.

Katniss scampered back into the bathroom and put on his shirt and sweat pants. When she looked at herself in the mirror she looked as if she was drowning in his clothes. It would be hilarious if she didn't have anything else to wear. She pulled off the sweatpants and figured that she would be fine in just the shirt. The shirt went down to mid thigh and she figured it was an appropriate length.

Katniss stepped out of the bathroom and walked slowly over to the bed. Peeta was sitting on the bed reading the book that he was reading earlier. She pulled open the covers and slid inside. Peeta turned off the light and laid down next to her in the dark. She turned to face him and at the relatively scared look on her face Peeta pulled her closer to him. He enfolded her into his arms so her head was lying on his chest and his arms were around her protectively. As if to fight the figurative monsters away from attacking them.

They laid together in the darkness to afraid to do anything. Their limbs were intertwined as if to protect the other, because they were a team and in a team you couldn't let the other down.

A/N: The song is Out of the Woods by Taylor Swift. Please review, follow and favorite to let me know if I should continue.

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