A/N: Okay, so I know in the book it says their daughter has brown hair, but I've decided to make it sandy blonde while their son has bright blonde hair. Both kids have their dads blue eys. Thanks!
Peeta's POV
"Thank you so much, . Come again soon! Thanks!" I smiled at the older women as she backed away from the counter.
"No, sweetie, thank you! And give those beautiful kids some sugar for me!" She repsonded, walking towards the door.
"Always!" I called after her just as I heard that fimiliar pitter patter of tiny feet.
"Daddy!" My kids shouted at me and I turned and caught them just in time.
"Woah, careful there, kids. What's up?" I asked, kissing the top of their heads.
My little girl bounced up and down, the only way a 4 year old can. Her sandy blonde hair was in the same braid Katniss use to have hers in. It brought back searing memories.
"Can we have a cookie, daddy?" Rye, my 3 year old asked, smiling up at me.
"Sure, but we can't tell momma, okay?" I said, winking at them before standing up to get them a cookie from the jar on the counter. But when I turned, Katniss stood there, arms crossed, with a smile playing on her lips.
"Ohh, so it's okay to keep secrets from momma, now?" She asked teasingly, before walking over to wrap her arms around us.
"Never, ," I responded, smirking. I dropped a light kiss on her lips, dragging my hair through her long hair, which she's started taking to wearing down. I loved it.
"Daaadddyyyy." Eve whined. "Our cookies?"
I looked at Katniss with a pout on my face, trying to guilt her.
"Pweas, baby?" I asked, looking into her brown eyes.
She stared at me hard before responding with a quick nod.
I laughed and grabbed two cookies out for my kids. They cheered when I handed them their snack.
"I love you daddy." Rye said, biting into his chocolate chip cookie.
"I love you too buddy. And I love you too, princess!" I chuckled as Eve hugged my leg.
"C'mon Rye, I'll read you a story."
And the two kids took off.
"Peeta-" Katniss started, but I cut her off, already knowing what she was going to say.
"I know baby. But when the day comes, we'll handle it carefully. They won't need to ever fully understand. I promise."
"They love us so much," She said brokenly. "What happens if we end up failing them?"
I looked at my wife, confused as I took in the worry on her face.
"You saved thousands of people. So many other kids, families, mothers, fathers. I know for a fact that taking care of two kids will be easy for you."
We seemed to have this talk all the time. She would be happy for a split second, and then the guilt would take over.
"You did such a good job taking care of your sister-" she flinched "-and I know you're scared, but you deserve to be happy. You did so much. You saved so much. Never again will innocent children have to die for the enjoyment of others. YOU saved Rye and Everly from ever having their names in that damn bowl. You did that. And if that isn't love, than I don't know what is."
Katniss had found the wall on the other side of the bakery very interesting during my small speech, but I knew she was taking it all in.
Thinking of Cinna. Haymitch. Rue, Prim, Cato, Clove, Maggie, Finnick and Annie. Every poor soul that had their hearts ripped just for the hell of it.
But I knew she was also thinking about Rye and Eve, who she would kill for.
And when she smiled at me, I knew yet again, she forgave herself for being happy in the present instead of dwelling in the past.
And I knew we would be fine.
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So what did you think? I decided the name Rye would be appropriate. It could be short for Ryan, and is also the name of a kind of bread. Much like Peeta ;)
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And if you have any one shot ideas you'd like me to play with, lemme know! Thanks sooo much!
Peace Love Monica
