A/N: I have so many ideas for this story, I'm really excited to be writing it! I'm soo happy that you guys liked it :) loaf you all;)

Mk (guest): you said it would be more in canon if I used mom, but I'm English and here we write mum. I'm sorry but that's how I'm going to write it :)

Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games and the idea for this story belongs to 'Hotness-and-music'.

(Two years later)

Now, two years later, instead of being woken up from the rush of sickness that is in my mind priority, I'm woken up from a large weight sat on my stomach. I attempt to lift my hands and rub my eyes but small, dainty fingers wrap around my wrist.

'No, mummy!' says a loud voice. Eve.

'Oh, but Evie, mummy needs to get dressed!' I whine in a child like tone, making Eve giggle softly and carefully climb off me, giving me time to rub my eyes and get out of bed before grabbing my hand and pulling me to hers and Oscar's room.

'Mummy!' Oscar says, his voice quiet unlike his younger sister's.

'Hey Oscar,' I say, smiling and ruffling his hair. He sticks his tongue out at me and I mirror him, chuckling softly.

'What are we going to wear today then, kids?' I ask them.

'Oh! Oh! Oh!' Eve squeals, jumping on the spot with her hand in the air.

'Pretty pretty please can I wear the new dress Auntie Madgey got me?'

'Course you can, Angel. Splodge, do you want to wear the shirt and trousers Uncle Gale got you?' I ask softly, using their nicknames instead of their actual names.

'Kat, I want to see Evie and Oscar,' Madge squeals, the day before the twins' first birthday.

'Madgey, it's their birthday tomorrow. You know that. And you know you're invited,' I roll my eyes.

'Of course. But I want to see them tonight!'

'OK then,' I relent.

That night we walk back, arms linked, and as soon as we enter my small house in Seam Village, Evie and Oscar grab each of my legs, both yelling,

'Mummy!'

I gasp. That's their first word. I look up at mum and Prim who are grinning like madmen.

'We did some talking today and Evie just came out with it. Oscar immediately copied, and they've been saying it all day,' Prim explains. Mum just nods. I glance at Madge when I feel one of my legs released and see her holding Evie on her hip.

'Hello! Aren't you just a little Angel?' she coos. I have to stop myself from bursting out with laughter because Evie is anything but an angel. She's always the naughtiest, trying to get her brother to do things he shouldn't. I'm surprised she didn't come out first, but when she did she screamed and cried for ages.

'Come on, let's go do some painting with Auntie Madge and Auntie Prim!' I say in a baby voice, picking up Oscar and balancing him on my hip, like Madge is with Evie.

We go upstairs and I grab some paper and kids paints. Madge sits with Oscar this time and Prim with Evie. I hand them the paints and step back, finding myself staring at the likeness of Prim and Eve.

They both have blue eyes and blonde hair, which is unusual for kids born in Seam Village, especially when both their parents were seam born; their appearance is usually the same as the village, different and a little run down, with big grey eyes and dark hair. But Prim and Eve are different. Evie does have my olive skin tone and my scowl, which I never hear enough of.

Oscar, however, look almost exactly like me, apart from the golden tint to his hair. His eyes are grey, his skin tone is olive, his hair almost the same shade of brown as mine. He doesn't have my scowl or the fire that burns behind my eyes.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by a shriek from Madge and find her standing up holding Oscar out in front of her. Her white dress has a splodge of green paint on the skirt and Eve can't stop laughing, her melodic giggles filling the room.

'Oscar Everdeen! Don't ever do that again!' Madge says in a strict tone. Oscar's bottom lip begins to tremble and I instantly snatch him off Madge, rubbing his back and fixing her with a glare.

'Madge!'

'What?!'

'Don't tell my baby off!'

'But he-'

'No. There's clothes in the closet and the bathroom's down the hall. Go get changed.'

She sighs and grabs a green dress my dad got me before he… left, and storms down the hall. I hear Oscar giggle softly and I gently place him down on his makeshift bed Finnick and Jo made from wood.

'Oscar, baby, that wasn't nice was it?' I say. He shakes his head.

'No mummy.'

'good boy,' I say, ruffling his hair and feeling proud he said another word. Two today.

'Now, what did you paint?'

He pulls me over to his drawing.

'Mummy!'

I look at his painting, a huge green spot with little lines coming from it.

'Wow, that's amazing!' I say, finding it impossible to be offended by an almost one year old, and he beams at me.

At that moment, Madge enters.

'I decided on nicknames,' she announces. I raise my eyebrows.

'This should be good,' I mutter.

'Well, Eve is Angel, because she's such a good girl. And Oscar is Splodge, because of the dress and because one of them has to have the name from when they were little ickle tadpoles in mummy's tummy,' she says, poking my tummy and extracting laughs from both of them.

I grab their clothes from the chest at the bottom of their beds; the white dress with the little pink butterflies on, almost identical to the one Madge was wearing when I first met her, and the blue and white checked shirt and dark wash jeans.

Once they're dressed I take them downstairs and hand them over to mum to take them to day-care.

'Thanks mum. See you later kids! Love you!' I say, grabbing a muffin as I walk out the door.

'Bye mummy! Love you!' They yell back.

'Katniss Everdeen to the office please.'

The voice comes through the speakers in the middle of maths, freeing me of the torture. I practically leap from my seat, stuffing all my books in my bag and leaving the door without giving a second thought as to why they would need me.

When I finally get to the other side of school and turn the corner to the office, I find the secretary standing with mum, Eve and Oscar. The twins are grinning when they see me.

'Mummy!' they scream, ripping their hands from mum's and jumping on to me simultaneously.

'Hey, kids,' I say, laughing, looking at mum questioningly.

'They were cooking biscuits at day-care and one of them set fire to the kitchen. So everyone got sent home,' mum explains. Eve looks up at me innocently and whispers,

'Sowwy, mummy. I didn't mean to.'

I feel so sorry for her that I don't tell her off, instead picking her and Oscar up and balancing them, one on each hip.

'It's OK. Mum, can you not look after them?'

'No honey, I have a shift at the hospital in ten minutes,' she says apologetically, glancing at her watch.

'Um, Head teacher Snow has given permission for Eve and Oscar to attend your remaining classes,' the secretary states, smiling lightly.

'Thank you,' I say, even though I don't want to take Eve and Oscar. I already get teased enough, never mind bringing in my kids to school.

I put the twins down and take their hands after mum has put each of their backpacks on them.

'I've put some money in each of their bags for lunch. Sorry about this, I would change my shift but I can't,' mum says, before giving each of the twins a quick hug and leaving.

'Come on then, let's go to maths,' I say, sighing.

Before lunch, I have a free period. I know it's with Madge, Finnick and Annie, which I'm really glad about, but it's also with the father of my children.

Madge sees us before we see her, running up to us and placing a kiss on each of the twins noses, before whispering,

'Why are they here?'

'Your little Angel set fire to the kitchen at day-care. And mum had to work,' I sigh. Madge winces.

'Ouch. And isn't this the period with…'

'Yeah, it is.'

'So…?'

'Well, they've met him loads before. Mum and Prim insist that they know him, even if he did,' I lower my voice to a whisper, 'rape me.'

'so they'll see him for a bit, then come play with us?' she asks, obviously wanting to play with the twins.

'Sure,' I grin, rolling my eyes.

Madge, Finnick, Annie and I are sat down with the twins, talking about potatoes and whether we like them more as chips or mashed.

'I like chips,' Eve states, beaming at Finnick.

'So do I, Evie,' Finn smiles, and Eve blushes.

'Finnick, I think you have an admirer,' Madge giggles, Annie glaring at her.

'Oh, relax Annie; she's two.'

'DADDY!' the twins yell, almost as loudly as they did earlier when they saw me. I turn my head slowly to see the twins in Gale Hawthorne's arms.

'Hey, guys!' he says, hugging both of them. Finnick and Annie both visibly tense up and glare at him, and I almost laugh. Madge looks at Finnick and Annie, then at me, and almost laughs as well.

'Hey Katniss,' Gale offers. I shrug it off.

'Just take them. Make sure they're back here ten minutes before the lunch bell rings.'

He nods, grabbing the kids' hands. I know he's sorry for raping me, but it's not just something I can easily forgive.

'Bye mummy!'

'Bye, kids,' I whisper.

A/N: There you go! Now you know who raped Katniss. The kids are at school. What's going to happen? Please review! If there was anything you want me to add, please tell me! Peeta will come next chaper :)