aloha! i have returned me amigos :)... ok im lame... anywho, i actually had the next chapter ready but the crap computer im using doesnt allow documents from 2007 so now i must write a new one, a very suckish one so please forgive me if this chapter is complete crap. im also using wordpad AGAIN! well anyway, try to enjoy.
{lemony}
alot has happened in the last year, hunter has learned how to talk almost in complete sentences, and he's only one years old. he can walk, but he cant run, and he's teething now as well.
celine's seven years old and has developed a crush on her best friend beck, i caught her drawing a picture of him and got her to confess, he told her that when they get older they would get married. it's actually really adorable.
gale, a twentysix year old man now, is doing great. he talked to us, peeta and i, and said he wanted to move back to district two. he didnt want to be a burden and bother us so much. he wanted to get his own place and get his old job back. he figured it was time. we didnt stand in his way either but we told him he was welcome back anytime at all.
peeta has had alot on his hands, what with the new baby, and his job at the bakery he's working 24/7. but he still manages to be patient, and loving to the four of us. he and celine have a picnic every sunday, he and hunter go to the new playground that was built on fridays and everynight he relaxes with me and the baby in our bedroom.
our little baby boy, Archer, is just the cutest thing the district had ever seen. he has blonde curls all over his head and his eyes a deep silver, just like mine. he has dark pink lips like celine and chubby little hands. his cheeks are pink and he's always so warm when i hold him. he doesnt cry much, he's really easy to handle.
present day;
i burp my little baby and wipe his mouth. he's only three months old. i take him downstairs where celine is putting a dress on hunter, trying to get him to be a guest at her princess ball. "look mama im a pincess" he says happily. i smile at him and sit on the couch with my baby. i turn on the news and watch until peeta comes home.
"hello hello!?" peeta calls walking through the door. "peeta!" hunter says loudly. i shush him, the baby is asleep. the children run to him and hug his legs. he sets down his bags and takes off his snow covered coat and hangs it up. he kisses celine and hugs her tightly, then he picks up hunter and tosses him into the air, kisses the top of his head and says, "why are you in a dress". "cece gon play pincess" he replies.
peeta sets him down and comes over and sits down on the couch next to me. "hey love, how was your day" he asks me. "it was nice" i reply and he kisses me. he takes the baby and holds him in his arms. "and how was your day little guy" he says quietly. he puts his finger in the babies hand and Archer's fingers lock around them immediately.
we both smile at that. i lean on peeta's arms. i rememver what i said the day archer was born.
"i love how he looks just like you" i say softly. "i almost have another peeta". "if thats the case we should've named him jr." he replies. i shake my head, "no i said i almost have one. i only need one peeta, only one to love. it wouldnt make sense to have two peeta's, 'cause no one can compare to you" i say sincerely and kiss him lovingly.
"what do you want me to make for dinner, i brought home chicken"he says. "really!" i say excited. "mhmm, i could make it with some pasta, or rice or whatever you want" he says. "ooh curry chicken with yellow rice" i beg with my hands folded. peeta smiles and hands me back Archer. i take him and rock him softly.
peeta stands and goes into the kitchen to start on dinner. i turn my attention back to the television. "no mow pincess" hunter complains.
why must he scream it's not like celine can hear him, but archer sure can. he wakes up and starts crying. i tun to the children, "hunter comes sit down on the couch you are too loud" i order. he pouts and sits down. i signal celine to the couch. i turn on cartoons and put on the subtitles so celine can read along.
i calm down the baby and when he's asleep i lie him down on a throw pillow to sleep. i need to make some bottles of milk for him. i go into the kitchen and say, "peeta where's that milk sucky thingy i use" i ask. he laughs at me, "it's called a breast pump" he corrects.
i squint sarcastically at him, "well have you seen it" i ask. "hey it's yours, you need to keep track of..." he trails off noticing the death glare i'm giving him. "it's upstairs in the crib, and his pacifier is in our bed" he says. "oh okay. thank you" i say and kiss his cheek. i go upstairs, get the breast pump and the pacifier and go back downstairs.
i hold the pacifier to Archer's mouth and he accepts it right away. i go into the kitchen and get two bottles. i fill them with milk in a matter of thirty minutes. i put them into the refrigerator and then Archer starts to cry. "no no baby, no crying" i say rushing over to him.
his diaper is full. i take him upstairs to change him. his diapers are in a bag next to the dresser. i grab one, along with a packet of wipes and powder. i unbutton his onsie and take it off of him. i change his diaper and put the onsie back on. i take him with me back downstairs and lie him back on the couch. mommy can i hold him. i let her and she comes over and i place him genty into her arms. she smiles and kisses his forehead. "me to" hunter asks. i shake my head, "your not big enough to hold him yet" i say and gently run my finger through his black hair and kiss his cheek so that he doesnt feel bad.
after dinner i give hunter a bath in the kitchen sink, while celine takes a shower. i wash him down, dry him quickly and give him a diaper. i carry him upstairs and put his nightclothes on him. i kiss him goodnight and put him in his crib.
celine walks in with her nightgown on. i kiss her head and tuck her in. she likes to have hunter sleep in her room. he used to just sleep with gale back when he lived here, and we dont think he's quiet ready for his own room. i put on the nightlight and leave the room. peeta goes in to say goodnight after laying Archer down in his crib. i walk into our bedroom and begin changing.
peeta walks in and wraps his arms around me. "i'm thirsty mommy" he teases rubbing his hands up my body. he twirls me around and lifts me up by my legs. he lies down ontop of me between my legs and kisses my neck. "are you kidding me" i ask. "what" he whispers innocently.
"there is a baby in here who wakes up to the slightest sound, we just had him three months ago" i whisper back. he kisses my chest, "but we literally havent had sex in year" he complains. "you are trying to get me pregnent again i swear thats what your doing" i joke as he takes my hand and drags me into a guest bedroom.
by now im not even trying to stop him. he lies me onto the bed. he rubs my arms and kisses my neck. his hands move from my arms and gently slide up my back. i start to moan. he reaches down to undo my jeans. "no peeta" i stop him,"what" he asks. "im not ready for a forth baby just now, so can we hold it off for a while ." i ask. "of course".
he pulls my jeans all the way down and rubs me down there. "ah, wait peeta" i plead. he looks up at me. "shouldnt we wait until the kids are all the way asleep. i dont want celine to just barge in because she's thirsty or something","your right" he says and gets up. he goes to the door, checks down the hallway, comes back in and locks the door.
"okay cmon please, i wanna touch you, and kiss you. i've been shut out ever since you told me you were pregnant, it's a year later and we still havent had sex yet" he says. "i didnt know that i've been shutting you out, i just want to be careful, you know how easy it is for me to get pregnant" i explain. he exhales through his nose, "i'm not going to do anything if you dont want me to" he says patiently. "i do, i just, feel nervous" i confess. "why" he asks laughing. "because, there are three kids in this house now. it seemed like only yesterday we could be as loud as we wanted because celine wouldnt be able to hear us.", "you mean hear you" peeta corrects laughing. i smile. "now we have two boys in the house. two of which arent deaf. you know how loud i can get, they'll wake up and ask us what the noise is that i am making and i just dont want to have to go through that for many many years" i say
peeta smiles and says, "so your just worried about getting caught by your children and having to have 'the talk' with them at an age you know they wont remember, they wont remember anything in a year or two so there isnt any reason to feel nervous. celine is the only one who can actually understand what we tell her and remember the things she sees but the boys cant". i take a breath. "why must you always make sense". he smiles at me. "fine".
his smile increases and he lies me down and kisses me. he rubs me between my legs again. "oh, peeta" i moan wrapping my arms around him. he slips his hand into my underwear and inside of me. "your soaked" he whispers. "i'm always turned on by those baker hands" i whisper back.
he fingers me harder, and i moan louder. "oh, peeta your making me louder". "ok then" he says and just kisses me, and i moan into his mouth. he takes his fingers out and rubs me harder, his free hand slipping into my bra and tending to my right breast.
"dont squeeze to hard, milk will come out" i warn. "can i have some milk mommy" he says. i giggle, then get serious, "no". i see his shock and i hold in my laugh.
i take hold of his hands and move them around so he can continue. he take his hand out of my shirt and grabs me by my wrist. he takes my hand and puts it in his pants. "touch me" he whispers. i reach inside and grab his penis and pull it out. i stroke it as best as i can. peeta groans and falls next to me, still touching me. he goes faster as i do. soon i cant take it and i let him go. i get up and climb on him, pulling my underwear down. "what are you doing" he asks sitting up. "i dont care anymore, i want it" i whisper grinding ontop of him.
i stuff him into me and sway the way he likes it. he kisses me, his tounge in my mouth. i run my fingers threw his hair and grip and yank on them hard. he sucks in a breath through his teeth and whispers, barely audible, "yes".
he rubs his hands up my side and pulls my shirt up over my head. he kisses my neck and bites it. i love it so much, why do i always try to refrain. he licks my neck then my throat. i grit my teeth and shut my eyes tight.
peeta grabs my waist and bounces me up and down. "oh!" im about to scream. i crash my lips into peeta's so i dont get too loud. he unhooks my bra and pulls it off of me. he licks my nipples and bites hem. i hold him tighter, thn push him roughly back so i can lay ontop of him.
i place my hands on his pecks and lean in to kiss him and i bounce up and down. "oh god katniss you have to stop now. im about to..." he says his head flying back. i continue anyway, it feels so good. i wont stop, not now. "katniss!" he almost shouts. i sway, going as fast as i can.
peeta jumps up and throws me off of him and next to him. he gets ontop and his semen squirts all over me. he lies next to me and we both just breathe. "now i have to take a shower" i whisper with a fake attitude. he laughs at me.
just then archer starts to cry, and we both sigh. "see, arent you happy we did it when we did" he says and i laugh. peeta zips up his pants and walks out to help our baby. i stay and put my bra and jeans back on so i can walk down the hallway. i grab the rest of my clothes and leave the room.
i go back into our bedroom and drop my clothes on the floor. i grab a towel and walk into the bathroom. i take a quick shower and leave out wrapped in my towel. i dress in a fresh pair of underwear and one of peeta's shirts, my hair still a bit damp.
i walk over to the bed and sit next to peeta who is feeding our son a bottle of milk. archer's fingers grab onto peeta's shirt. "aww" is all i say. i lean on him and stare at the baby we made. "we make beautiful children" i announce quietly. "yea we do" he replies smiling. his smile fades a little and he says, "i know that it's really innapropriate to mention this now but i..." he stops taking and swallows.
"i've always wondered about this, and i didnt want to ask you 'cause i thought you would be uncomfortable but i just...have to know", i look up at him. i cant even guess what it is he's going to ask me.
"...back when, you know before celine was born...you were pregnant, about five times...". i tense up, i stopped thinking about that, i dont like to think about what happened. "...and all those times you had an abortion. im sure it was because you werent ready, and because you wanted my children and you also didnt want to get caught...so when you found out that you were pregnant again why didnt you have another abortion?" he asks looking me dead in the eyes.
i swallow and say, "because i found out after you said you wanted one...and i knew there was a possibility that the baby could have been yours so i kept it" i answer. "and what if it had been Gale's.". "then i'd have to deal with the fact that i messed up, and it would be a consequense for what i'd done" i look at him deeply. he nods undersandingly.
"do you ever regret giving birth to hunter" he whisper. i shake my head immediately. "no, never! why?" i ask. does he not like my son. "no i was just asking i love him as much as you do. i just wanted to know if your okay, i mean you didnt even know you were pregnant. he was born out of rape" he explains. "okay peeta i dont want to talk about this anymore. gale apologized, okay. hunter is my son, and i love him. i dont regret anything and i dont like to talk about what happened so can we please just drop it" i say about to cry. peeta nods. "yeah. im sorry" he says and goes to put the baby back in his crib.
i lie down under the blanket and pull the blanket up to my chin and close my eyes. how can peeta say that stuff, i didnt mean to yell at him like that but what happened with gale is in the past, it's over. i dont want to be reminded. he apologized, and i accepted, thats the end of it. theres no reason to bring it back up.
peeta turns the lights out and climbs into bed next to me. he holds me to him and says, "im sorry, i didnt mean to upset you" he says. i sigh, "it's fine" i reply and lean into him. he kisses my head and we go to sleep.
the next morning is saturday and the phone rings waking up peeta and i plus the baby. he screams and hollers and i go to comfort him as peeta answers the phone. "shh baby stop crying, it's okay" i say holding him to me. "dont cry my little baby".
"hello?" peeta asks annoyed. i cant quite hear the other line. "really!" he asks. "wow! thank you so much!" he says happily. "man i owe you, alright i have to tell katniss" he says and hangs up.
i put the baby down in his crib and turn back to peeta. "what happened who was that!" i ask. "that was Beetee. he said that they just invented this new type of hearing aid that enables deaf people to hear. he wants us to come down to district 5 so we can get one for celine." he says.
get one for celine, she'll be able to hear like the rest of us. some of the kids in this district make fun of her for her disability, and her scar. "really" is all i say. "yeah! we gotta catch the next train down to 5, he wants us today" he says. i want to mention this to celine.
"okay" i reply again and say, "i'll be right back" then go into celine's room. she's awake and picking out her clothes for today. a striped red and white shirt with overralls. i tap her shoulder and she turns around and hugs me. goodmorning. goodmorning mommy.
celine...do you like being deaf. she shakes her head. would you want to be able to hear. she nods. well, there is a machine that can help you to hear, would you want to try it out. she doesnt answer immediately, but then she nods again. i nod back and kiss her forehead. we're going to take a train to district five so pack a pair of clothes into your bookbag. she does what i say.
i go back to my room and say, "we need to start packing, we'll probably have to stay over night, it takes hours until we reach five" i say. peeta nods and grabs a suitcase. he packs a pair of clothes for him, for me, for hunter, then for the baby. i get the diaper bag and fill it with diapers and wipes, powder, the breast pump, clothes, his hair brush, extra bottles, his pacifier and baby shampoo along with a little rag and the red towel i use when i have to breast feed in public. i close the bag and set it next to the suitcase.
there is a knock and then celine walks in and puts her bookbag down next to our bags. she leaves out and clothes the door. "i'll just change, i showered last night" i say. "i didnt" peeta says and heads into the bathroom.
i get dressed and bring the bags downstairs. i prepare breakfast, blueberry pancakes. peeta taught me how to make them. i fry up some bacon and make the plates.
peeta comes downstairs with archer in his right arm and hunter holding his left hand. celine follows behind. the children take their seats and dig in. peeta holds the baby while eating. "peeta i can hold him for you" i offer. he shakes his head, "no you do everything, relax for a bit and enjoy your breakfast" he replies kindly. i eat my food.
after we eat i wash up hunter and dress him in an orange shirt and black sweat pants. i brush his hair and kiss his nose. i put on his shoes and sit him infront of the television.
peeta takes the baby upstairs and dresses him in a shirt and pants with socks that are decorated to look like shoes. he puts the babies coat on him and wraps a scarf carefully around his mouth, slides boots onto his feet and mittens onto his little hands. he puts a hat on his head and put his hood on him. i do the same with hunter. celine puts on her hat and boots, wraps a scarf around her mouth and nose and pulls on her heavy winter coat. she puts her gloves on and pulls her hood over her head. peeta and i layer up as well.
i put the baby and hunters in a stroller for two and peeta gets the bag. we all walk out of the door and go down to the train station.
when we get to district five it's still really cold out. but no snow. "hey!" beetee calls walking over to us. "beetee" peeta says back.
beetee stands infront of us and says, "you didnt tell me you had boys" he says. "were so sorry beetee we've been very busy." peeta says. "thats fine lets get back to the lab so you all dont freeze to death" he says and leads us to a car. we get it and beetee drives us down to the districts labratory. a man comes and offers to take our bags. beetee says he'll bring them to his house for us, so we let him.
beetee leads us around through the machinery"okay follow me this way and dont touch anything, they're dangerous". we go into a room with a couple of other scientists. he goes to a table and picks up a small box. he opens it and reveals a black, shiny little circular hearing aid. "if you put this in her ear, it attaches itself to the inside of her ear and connects with her ear drum and her nerves. it's a permanent eardrum substitue" he explains. i turn to celine and kneel before her, this is it, do you want to have the hearing aid. she nods and goes over to beetee who offers his hand.
"you might feel a little pinch" he says and sticks it into her ear. she fliches and then he removes his hands. "celine, can you hear me" he asks. she turns her head and looks at him but doesnt respond. "celine" i say. she turns to me. "celine" peeta says and she looks at him.
"it works!" beetee exclaims, scaring celine with the sudden outburst.
it does work, my baby girl was born deaf, and seven years later she can hear. i cry happily "yeah. it does work".
