Already wrote the second chapter and decided to update since you guys responded quickly c:

"You're...what?"

"I'm pregnant," Katniss repeated quickly, hating how they sounded. Reality hit her. She was pregnant. There was a human being inside of her at this very second. She felt as if though she were about to throw up. In fact...

She shot off of the bed and ran into Peeta's bathroom where she usually spent time examining all the love bites he left on her. Now, she was barfing into his toilet as the result of all those love bites. Oh how times have passed.

"Katniss, oh my God, you're pregnant," Peeta said as he sat down on the cold tiles floor next to her.

"Yes, thank you, Peeta. I wasn't quite sure," Katniss spat back before she leaned over the toilet and threw up again. She felt Peeta's hand against her back and she desperately wanted to push him away because her body responded before her mind told it not to.

"Oh, shit, Katniss, what are we going to do?" he asked as she rinsed out her mouth. She glanced up in the mirror and saw how panicked he was. Katniss straightened and stared at him.

"I don't know! You're supposed to know. You know how to fix everything."

"Not everything," he mumbled. He sighed, running his hand down his face.

"I thought...I mean we used protection. Every single time."

"It doesn't always work, Katniss. The safest way to not get pregnant is to not have sex. At all."

"Well, we didn't exactly take that route, did we?"

She moved back into the bedroom and sat on Peeta's bed, dropping her head in her hands. She and Peeta were not safe. The Districts were revolting and Snow expected her to calm them down. He needed her to convince him. Well, maybe a baby would.

"Hey," she said, lifting her head. "Maybe this isn't all bad."

Peeta blinked. "What?"

Katniss pulled herself off the bed. "Snow told me to convince him, right?" she said, ignoring the fact that the entire house was bugged. Who cared? Snow must've known she'd tell Peeta about their conversation anyway. "Maybe being pregnant will. We can...we can get married soon before I start showing and...and it'll be fine. Everything will be okay."

Peeta nodded slightly, his eyes glazing over as his mind went to work. "You're on to something," he said. "I'll tell Haymitch."

"No, wait!" Katniss said quickly, grabbing his arm to stop him from leaving. "Not yet, okay? I need some time to adjust to this."

Peeta's eyes softened as he searched her face. "Okay. Just tell me when you want me to tell him."

Katniss swallowed hard, feeling a lump in her throat. She nodded. She would never adjust.

Katniss's cheek ached as she squeezed Gale's fingers, ignoring the bandages on his back. He surfaced from the pain briefly, letting out a pained moan.

"Shh," Katniss said, touching his cheek. His eyes opened at the sound of her voice and he smiled at her before he went back under.

Katniss woke up the next morning with her back sore and the pattern from the white table cloth imprinted on her cheek. Peeta was rousing her.

"Hey," he whispered. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Peeta nodded and Katniss pretended to not notice the sad look in his eyes.

As soon as the Peacekeepers left, Katniss collapsed in the chair, ignoring her protesting tailbone.

"Are you okay? What happened?" her mother asked quickly, squatting down and sliding Katniss's boot off.

"Yeah, I just...slipped on ice."

Peeta touched her shoulder, his eyebrows furrowed. His eyes glanced down to her abdomen in a silent question. She nodded slightly, telling him she was fine. His shoulders relaxed and she saw him swallow. Haymitch noticed the exchange and raised an eyebrow, but they both ignored him. Instead they listened to Katniss's mother tell them she had a broken heel and a bruised tailbone.

Peeta carries her up to her room after her mother wraps up her foot and gives her pain medication. Peeta plants a kiss on her forehead as he tucks her into bed. She catches his hand as he turns to leave.

"Stay with me," she whispers as the room begins to slowly fade away. He whispers something in reply but she's already gone.

It was like being told she was pregnant all over again except that it was a thousand times worse. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't speak, she couldn't move. Her diaphragm wasn't listening this time because they were going back in.

Katniss and Peeta were going back into the arena.

Katniss fled the house before her mother or sister could say anything. She didn't want to hear them. She wanted to be by herself.

She wasn't sure how she got in the basement of one of the empty houses in Victor Village, but she was there, curled up on the floor with her hands curled into fists.

She was going to die.

Haymitch had to bring back one of them and it had to be Peeta. She didn't care if she was pregnant; Peeta could have children with someone else. Haymitch chose her the first time and now it was Peeta's turn.

Now she knew what she and Peeta did was a mistake. The baby was a mistake. When she dies, it will be two lives taken. She should have never ran to Peeta with her night terrors. She should have never convinced him to sleep with her. It was all her fault.

Katniss had to tell Haymitch. She had to get there before Peeta could. No way was Haymitch going to pick her again. No possible way.

It took Katniss a few minutes before she found her way out of the house. She noticed a broken window and assumed that's how she came in.

Peeta's bedroom light was still on so Katniss rushed over to Haymitch's house and barged.

She could smell the liquor before she even saw the bottle.

"So, you finally heard?" he asked her, his words slightly slurred. "Are you here to tell me to protect Peeta?"

Katniss desperately wanted to tell him that she only came for a drink but she knew drinking was not something smart to do while pregnant. So instead of grabbing the bottle and chugging it like she knew she should, she simply nodded.

"Please," she whispered. "Tell him you'll help me, I don't care, but you have to get him out. Please, Haymitch."

The words rushed out of her mouth before she could stop them. Haymitch looked at her sadly before he slowly nodded.

"All right. Okay, I will."

Katniss was flooded with relief and she felt strange. Peeta was coming back. Maybe without her but he was coming back and it was definitely better than nothing.

I know it's kind of fast but I just wanted to go ahead and skip all that you already know and get to the arena quickly. I'll more than likely continue this into Mockingjay. Thanks for reading! Please review!