Not to long ago did the war with the Capitol, and Panem end a war. I was Mockingjay for he rebels (Panem). My sister Prim died. I nearly lost Peeta. And Gale is no longer in 12. I was once in a love triangle, but now I know Peeta will love me to the end. I have two lovely children. I am Katniss Everdeen of District 12.
I wake up at the sound of crying children. I check the time and it's 6:48AM. But I remembered that I signed up to do this. That I signed up to take care of my children. I sign and follow the crying, into my daughter Susan's room. I pick her up and ask if she had a nightmare again. But of course she can't respond she is only 9 months.
Someone grabs my waste, and I almost drop the baby. I turn around and sigh. It was just Peeta.
"Why did you do that, I nearly dropped Susan!" I yell.
"Sorry" with the corner of his lips slowly turning down.
I put the baby back in the crib, pretend I am angry, but instead kiss Peeta. He kisses me back, and heat goes down my spine.
"I am going to go see Haymitch, Katniss." says Peeta
"Be back by 12:00 we have to go to the Capitol for the choosing ceremony."
Peeta looks at me, and says "Katniss it's not to late to-"
"I almost died in there because of them Peeta. Rue died because of them. Thresh and Marvel died. All those innocent people died. Haymitch may be dead, which could have killed us. Peeta I'm sorry but it's only fair" I say trying to not cry thinking about Rue.
Peeta leaves, and Susan is out. There is no purpose of hunting anymore, but I like to because it reminds me of father, and Gale.
Wait. I need to stop thinking about him. He is probably hitting on some girl right now. He knew me Peeta was gonna win my love.
I go read father's plant book to get Gale out of my head, but it only makes it worse. Then I set thinking about Rue, and tear up. "WHY SNOW, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO HIS, WHY THIS TO ME, WHY THIS TO-" I feel a arm go around me, in fact a warm arm. And a are as warm as Peeta's. Now that I know it's Peeta I put my face in his chest and just ,let it out.
Peeta quickly kisses my head, and tells me "Your mother's on the front porch."
I smile and he offers me his hand, and he walks me to the door. The my mother is in her blonde hair. In her wide smile. I hug my mother to hide my tears, of joy.I let her come in as it is freezing cold.