A/N: I am so sorry for the delay in updates although I am slowly getting back to this story and the original version, A Blessing In Disguise which is coming to an end in the next couple of chapters. Once it ends, I will be focusing more on Peeta's version. Let me know if there are any scenes from A Blessing In Disguise that you would like to see from Peeta's perspective or any missing scenes as the original is only in Katniss' POV. As always, please enjoy and review!


Chapter Four

After our appointment with Dr. Aurelius, Katniss and I head down the street to the bookstore to buy some reading material to prepare us for Peanut's arrival. Our first picture of the baby looks almost like a Peanut and the nickname just kind of stuck when I mentioned it to Kat. I buy her books along with mine promising myself that I will do everything in my power to make this as easy for Katniss as I possibly can.

We discuss when to tell our friends and family. Johanna already knows as I had guessed and I divulged the fact that I told Finnick which means Annie probably knows by now too. Katniss will need to tell her little sister, Prim and her Uncle Haymitch who raised her after her parents died. I ask her to come with me to tell my parents and my brothers. They all live in Scranton which isn't far from Philadelphia so we can make a weekend trip out of it. It's not like they'll disown me or anything, they love Katniss but I think it's important for them to see us united as two parents raising a baby.

The only time Delly even comes to mind is when Katniss mentions her. I've been avoiding my girlfriend the past couple of days ever since Katniss told me she was having my baby. I haven't quite figured out how I'm going to tell my new girlfriend that my best friend is having my baby because we slept together about a month before I met her. There is no doubt in my mind this is not going to go over well.

A few days later I'm unable to avoid Delly any longer. She surprises me by showing up at my house unexpected to make me dinner. I told her I wasn't feeling well on the phone so she brought over all of the ingredients for homemade chicken noodle soup. I didn't have the heart to tell her my upset stomach was from my anxiety over telling her I'm having a baby with Katniss.

"You rest, baby, I'm going to start dinner." She commands pushing me onto the couch in the living room. I hate when she uses pet names. It sounds wrong but I relent and close my eyes. My goal is to get through this meal as quickly as possible before making an excuse to go to bed early. I don't want to tell Delly about Peanut until after I tell my family but it's going to be difficult to keep this from her.

"Peeta?!" She screeches waking me from my stupor.

"Huh?" I groggily respond thinking dinner must be ready.

"What's this?" She demands waving something in her hand. I shake my head, wiping the sleep from my eyes before focusing on the object in question. Shit, it's my copy of "What to expect when you're expecting".

"It's a book." I confess trying to brush it off. I completely forgot I left it on the kitchen table last night after skimming through it waiting for a batch of cheese buns to finish baking for Katniss and Peanut.

She rolls her eyes. "I know it's a book but I'm wondering why you have a book called 'What to expect when you're expecting'?" I can only imagine how she would react if she saw the framed ultrasound on my nightstand upstairs.

"Um, actually, Katniss is, um, having a baby." I stutter avoiding eye contact. I don't want to lie to her because it's only a matter of time before the truth is revealed.

She huffs. "What did she do? Leave the book here?" She asks annoyed. I wish Delly would just accept the fact that Katniss is having a baby and leave it at that but I know better. It's not hard to tell she has a line of questioning ready.

"Not exactly." I whisper. She arches her eyebrow at my response.

"Well? What exactly is it?" My silence is answer enough but she still asks the question out loud as if she needs to hear me say it. "Who is the father, Peeta?" Her voice is strained.

I finally meet her eyes full of sadness and I imagine mine look the same. I hate that this is going to hurt her. It was never my intention. Delly is a sweet girl. Probably the sweetest girl I've dated in a long time. "I think you know." I say quietly not finding the words.

"Did you fuck her? Are you the fucking father?" She barks out causing me to cringe.

"Look, Delly, I am so, so sorry." Silent tears are rolling down her cheeks at his point. She turns away from me heading towards the kitchen but I follow. "It's not what you think. I didn't cheat on you. It happened before you and I met." I try to explain feeling helpless as I watch her gather her purse and her things from the kitchen counter. I need her to know this was not intentional.

"I always knew there was something going on between you two." She wipes a stray tear from her face before storming down the hallway towards the front door.

"There's not. Can we at least talk about this, please?" Delly stops with her hand on the door knob but doesn't face me.

"I need time to think about this." She swings open the door pausing on the front porch as if she's contemplating something. She slowly turns around with tears still in her eyes. "Were you even going to tell me?"

My eyes widen at the realization that she thinks so low of me and my heart breaks for her, for me, for us. "Of course I was but I honestly just found out myself." She nods her head absorbing my explanation. "I fucked up, I know." I confess running my hands through my messy hair. I feel like shit and I am certain I look like it too. She must take pity on me because she brings her right hand up to caresses my cheek. I blink back my own tears looking into her red rimmed eyes, knowing I've caused her so much pain. I have never hurt a woman like this and I hate the fact that I'm doing it now. I hate the kind of person I have turned into over night.

"Give me time, OK?" She asks. I nod in response. She kisses my cheek letting me know that whatever happened tonight, we're still together. She quickly turns around and runs straight to her car. I stand on the front porch watching her take off down the street until I can no longer see the taillights of her vehicle.

Delly calls me the next night with a dozen more questions about my relationship with Katniss. I reassure her there is absolutely nothing going on between us. I explain we both agreed it was a mistake and that it only ever happened the one time. We both had way too much tequila that night. Of course I leave out the part where I've been head over heels in love with my best friend since the first day I met her. It's probably not fair to Delly to withhold this information but as far as Katniss is concerned, we are never going to be a couple. Plus I am moving on or at least trying to move on with Delly. There is no point in hurting her anymore than I have already. Delly seems comforted by my answers to all of her questions promising we'll work through it together. I agree although I partially wonder if we shouldn't just end it right here and now. In the back of my mind, I am afraid Delly is going to force me to choose between them eventually and I am almost certain she will not like my decision.


Finnick is leaning against the counter watching me knead dough in the back of the bakery talking through the details of the wedding. "So you'll need to get fitted for your tux as soon as you can. Do you remember where you need to go?"

"Yes, I know, Finn." I don't bother looking up from my work.

"Don't forget you'll have to make a speech as best man."

"I am well aware, Finn." I smirk but continue focusing on the dough in my hands. He sounds like the bridezilla. Who am I kidding? He is the brdiezilla. Annie is too sweet and soft spoken to freak out.

"Oh, and you have to plan the bachelor party! Don't forget about that. I'm expecting a kick ass bachelor party, man. I'm talking epic like 'The Hangover' only the first one because it's the best minus the whole losing the groom thing. I don't think Annie would quite forgive you for that one." I chuckle realizing my theory is spot on. "What?"

"It's nothing but you do realize we're not going to Vegas, right?" I ask placing the dough I was working with in the oven.

He smiles. "That doesn't mean we can't go to Atlantic City!"

I shake my head. "I am terribly afraid you are going to be sorely disappointed. You may want to reconsider your best man." Finn throws a dishcloth sitting on the counter behind him in my direction.

"There is no man better, my friend."

"I would beg to differ." I mumble thinking about my current situation with Katniss and Delly. I use the towel he tossed me to wipe down the flour covered tabletop.

"OK, enough about me, what about you?"

"What about me?" I question.

"How's the baby momma." I chuckle shaking my head yet again at my friend's talent with words.

"Katniss is good, baby is good."

"Wonderful and how's the girlfriend?"

I sigh. "Well, the girlfriend found out about the baby momma." I confess glancing in his direction to catch the mischievous grin forming on his face. He rubs his hands together menacingly.

"There is no way that went over well."

"Actually it wasn't too bad. I mean it could have been worse. There wasn't much yelling and nothing was broken." I pause from my work. "It's strange but I almost think I would feel better if there was more screaming and throwing of things. I feel like I got off too easy."

"You mean she didn't break up with you? Call you a cheating asshole? Tell you to never contact her again?" I shake my head on all three accounts before finishing cleaning my workspace.

"Nope, we're still together although she did jump to the cheating conclusion right away but I think I convinced her of the truth."

"You are kidding me. Do you have a massive penis you use to tame all the ladies? I just don't get how you can talk yourself out of something like that." I lean against the opposite counter facing my good friend, crossing my arms across my chest.

"It couldn't possibly be my dashing good looks and my charming disposition, could it?"

"No way, I have that too!"

I quirk an eyebrow, "So what you're saying is you don't have a massive penis?" I ask tossing the dishcloth back on the counter and heading towards my office.

"Wait, what? No!" He shouts following me. "Annie is more than satisfied and besides, I can charm the pants off anyone."


After our fifteen week check up with Dr. Aurelius I invite Katniss back to my house for dinner. The good doctor said everything is progressing as it should be so I'm ready to celebrate. I'm making Katniss' favorite dish of mine – lamb stew while she sits on a barstool at my kitchen island reading the newspaper. "What are you reading?"

"Actually, I'm apartment hunting." Well, that's strange. I cover the soup, turn the stove to simmer and take the seat next to her.

"Are you and Jo moving?"

"Jo's not, I am. I don't want the baby to inconvenience her. She's said it doesn't matter but I would feel awful having her tame down her behavior 24/7 besides our apartment is only two bedrooms. I have a feeling this baby is going to be spoiled rotten." She gives me a pointed look but to be honest, she's just as guilty as I am.

"Don't give me that face. I'm not the only one buying things. Why don't you find something close by me?" It would be great to have Katniss and the baby close by.

"Peeta, everything in your neighborhood is way out of my price range."

"Why don't you just move in here?" I can't believe I just said that but it makes perfect sense. She begins to protest my suggestion. "No, hear me out. I don't want to miss anything. I want to be there when peanut takes her first steps or speaks her first words. I have plenty of extra room and I can help with two AM feedings and diaper changes. Please say yes, Katniss, please." I don't know why but I have a strong feeling this baby is going to be a girl, the spitting image of Katniss.

"Well, maybe, but you have to let me help with the bills and pull my own weight around here." My best friend is as stubborn as ever but she has made me the happiest man alive. I can't help but give her a cheesy smile.

"I wouldn't expect anything less." I return my attentions to our dinner while Katnsis begins to set the table. She's already feels at home here. This is going to work out perfectly.

"Peeta?" She quietly asks.

"Yeah?"

"What makes you so sure peanut is a girl?"

Ladling our stew I try to find the words. I've thought it from the first day she told me she was pregnant. "I have this feeling I'm going to be blessed with two beautiful women in my life."

"Well, if she looks anything like you then you'll at least have one."

"Katniss, you're the other one." I admit again without thinking but she always thinks so little of herself. However, I really should not be saying these things to her right now no matter if they're true or not. It'll only scare her and I have Delly to consider. I need to focus more on that relationship. Crap, Delly. I have a feeling she is not going to think too kindly of Katniss' change in address.