I woke up the next morning not quite aware of where I was.

I didn't have a nightmare last night. My dreams weren't torn by the faces I wished I could forget.

As I sat on the windowsill I breathed in the fresh spring air as I stared out to the woods. Peeta would be coming home today. For a while I thought about how much he changed me. For a quick second I didn't know if that was a good or bad thing.

If I listened hard enough I could hear the Mocking-jays singing in the woods. It was hard still to listen to their sweet melodies without tainting them with thoughts of Rue and Madge. Every note they sung hit a different nerve and reminded me of different person. The way Rues eyes brightened when they sang back to her, reminding her of home. How Madge gave me the pin, saying it would bring me luck. I guess it did give me luck, I survived didn't i? But when something so beautiful reminds you of so much pain it's hard to think of it as a good luck charm. For now, the pin is locked tightly away in the draw on my dresser.

"Good morning." Haymitch said to me as he strolled in. I whipped away the tears that had fallen from my eyes and turned to face him.

"How's the night walker awake in the day? Doesn't the light burn your eyes?" I teased.

"In a comedy mood are we?" He paused and run his hand over the unmade bed. I got up and began to make it, not being sure what he wanted made me nervous. He took my place on the windowsill. I watched as he dipped his finger in the tear droplet I had made on the windowsill. He rubbed it in his top, not looking at me. "I heard Peeta was home today. I thought I would greet him at the train station with you. That's if you were going?"

I looked at the dresser. The pin also reminded me of Peeta. The way his hair smelt, how he looked at me in the cave, like I was and angle sent down to him, as though I was his everything. "I am." I announced and my heart skipped. What would I say to him, to someone that hurts you and makes you happy?

It felt like weeks away, but in fact it was only a few hours. I got dressed in my hunting gear, and put on my father's jacket, missing the smell him. For a long while I walked around the woods, unsure what to do, what to think. I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing, on what I was supposed to think about. All I thought about how Peeta would run to Haymitch first and not me. I sat on the edge of the fallen tree. Flies and wasps buzzed around me, all in a world of their own, blind to my world.

A spider began crawling up my leg; I stopped myself from squatting it away. It crawled farther up, even though it was hard, he kept going until he reach my knee and climbed onto my thigh. I laid my palm up and let it run on to my hand, and then I placed it down. Even though things got hard, you had to stick at it to get the awards. If you quit at it, you wouldn't get anything.

I stood up and scanned the horizon. From what I could tell, it was sometime in the afternoon. Peeta told Sae that he would get here for around five. He had phoned again after our conversation, but I fell asleep and missed his call. I closed my eyes and smiled. I would cook him a big dinner, of course with Sae's help as I am not a very good cook. I began hunting. It was hard to fall into it, but I did it. I managed to catch a wild dog and a turkey. I wonder what Sae could wisp up with that. As I began to make my way back to town I heard them.

Mockingjays.

They sang to me, as though I needed a lullaby. They didn't know how their lullabies cursed me. I frowned at the trees, they were invisible, blending in with the leaves. Of course no one would understand, but he would. That's why him coming home was such a blessing.

I ran out of the woods and didn't stop until I was far past my old house and the woods, well into the town center. The bakery had all the stuff ready, the bricks were lined up and the bags of cement towered next to it. "Give this to the boy." A man said to me. I turned and found it was the man from behind the counter, who had sold Haymitch the scotch. I smiled and received the bag of cookies he had given me. "Tell him I said welcome home." Then he began to walk to his shop, a little limp in his step.

The cookies were still warm, and smelt beautiful. But they didn't smell as nice as Peeta's used too. I just loved to sit at the corner of the shop, peaking in through the window. He would stand by the counter, his mother glancing over his shoulder every few minutes to make sure he was doing it right. Then he would bring the trey over to the window to be put on display. He would see me. His eyes hurt me even then.

So beautiful.

He always had beautiful eyes. It was as though God had placed the sky within his eyes, no clouds, just pure blue. He would stare at me, for a few moments, and then make sure the tray was secure and walk away, beginning to work on another set of cookies. In the Games, there was such a sad love deep in his eyes, a kind of paled jewel. I wished I could remove that look he would give me, the one I could fall into. Sometimes I would banish away his looks and keep them in a box at the farthest reaches of my mind. I didn't deserve to be looked at like that, like we were written in the stars.

I realized I had been staring at the forgotten bakery for longer than I should have. I shook my head, hoping to knock some thought out at the same time and hurried back to the victor's village. I found Haymitch lying down in the porch, legs up in the air resting on the pillar as he gazed at the roof. "Anything you want Haymitch?" I opened the door and walked into the kitchen, sure Haymitch would follow. I propped the Game on the counter. Sae was still here. She was here an awful lot lately, probably worried about me. I sometimes worry about myself.

It's nice to know someone cares.

"Just wondering when the boy was due." He said lazily as he stumbled onto his feet and followed me inside.

I glanced at the clock. It was three. I had two hour to make food and get to the train station. It took between 15 to 25 minutes to get there. But with Haymitch with me I'd make that 30. "He told me 5 o'clock." Sae said, already plucking the turkey.

"What?" He didn't sound to happy. "You're telling me I didn't have to wake up this morning." He pulled out his knife and began cleaning it in his shirt, even though it wasn't dirty.

"It's good for you to wake up for a change, sleeping your life away isn't any good." I said and begin cutting up some potatoes, peeling them first.

"Whatever sweet heart, come get me when your leaving." He walked out, shutting the door as he went.

Come 4.15 we had put the turkey in the oven and it was cooking away. We decided to leave the wild dog and cook that another day, seeing as it would be a waste as we wouldn't be able to eat it all. In the end I told Sae she could have it for helping me out these past few weeks.

"Go get ready dear, I can finish here." She said and shooed me up stairs. I kept on my hunting gear and my bow and arrows slung over my shoulder. I redid my braid and then redid it again because I did it wrong. This is so nerve racking.

I stared at myself in the mirror. For a second I thought I could see inside myself.

But then I realise that I'm empty. I was fed up of being alone.

I walked to the train station with Haymitch. Neither of us said a word, only the sound of our breathing told us we were together. I exhale and inhale over and over, until it was all I began to think about.

In,

Out,

Like it was a chore.

They say that in every person's life, you will have at least one heart stopping moment. This was mine. I saw the train roll down the tracks. Haymitch grabbed my hand and stopped my swaying. This was it, I was going to see him again. The train pulled up in front of us. I didn't look at the windows. I didn't want to accidentally see him through a window. I only wanted to see him the flesh.

I stared hard at the floor, as though the floor had feeling and face. Haymitch tightening his hold on me. I heard the train stop.

The whoosh of the doors opening.

Haymitch loosing go of my hand and leaving me.

A crowd of people surrounding me, pushing me to meet their loved ones.

I looked up, and there he was.

Peeta,

For real. No TV screens, no cameras, no windows. He got off the train and searched the panel for us. He saw Haymitch and smiled madly at him, giving him a hug. He looked so different but exactly the same. I wanted to run to him, and hug him until I had nothing left in me. But it was as though someone had nailed my feet to the floor. He whispered something to Haymitch, to which he nodded and pointed towards me. Peeta looked in my direction, searching. And then he found me.

That was when my heart stopped. I gasped and was so lost in his gaze I thought I might fall over. He stared at me, and then began walking to me. He bumped into people, but didn't look away from my eyes. He grinned down at me, his eyes slightly glassy. "Katniss."

His voice.

My name.

Good Vs Evil. His beautiful and gentle voice saying my horrid, cursed name was like defeating logic. It made no sense.

I exhaled and my heart started again. We didn't say anything. He bent down and hugged me. Squeezing me so tightly to his chest I could breath. But I liked it, I wanted it. I wanted him so much, and he was finally here, all around me. I wrapped my arms around him and brought him closer. "You don't know how much I have missed you." I whispered into his neck, digging my nails slightly into his shoulders.

"About as much as I have missed you." He answered and began loosening his grip on me.

I pulled him tighter around me again, "Don't let me go, not yet."

He laughed and hugged me tighter again. When everyone had left the panel and only us and Haymitch remained I let him go. We walked back to the town, me staring at him and eating up everything he had to say about 13, and him reaching out and rubbing my arm every once in a while, just to make sure I was there.

Haymitch went into his house when we got back to the victors village. Peeta pulled me to him outside his house. "Come inside with me."

"No, come to mine, Sae had done us some food." I said and pulled him with me, not letting him go even if he begged, which gladly he didn't.

Sae was gone, all that was left was food plated on the table and a vase filled with flowers. I sniffed the flowers, still holding onto Peetas' hand.

"You look good Katniss." He said to me, squeezing my hand. I turned and smiled at him. He looked a little taller, his hair a little blonder. But most of all he looked healthy.

"You look better." I wondered how silly I sounded, but then I realized I didn't care. I sat down and began to eat, he began eating as well. The food tasted amazing.

"We can bake tomorrow if you'd like?" He said, nearly finished eating. I nodded and grabbed the cookies from the counter.

"A man gave these to me for you; He owns the new shop that's opened in town." I said and gave them to him. He opened them and smelt inside.

"They smell great."

"Not as nice as yours did." I remember the smell, perfect buttery smell, beautiful.

He laughed and nodded, scrapping the rest of his food into the bin. He waited for me to finish then began to dishes. I told him not to but he insisted. I sat on the counter and watched him. When he was done he came over to me and whipped his hands dry. "You'll have to come with me to 13 one day."

I shook my head. "I'm not leaving home again, not ever." He nodded and run his hands up my legs. His touch sent shivers down my spine, gave me goose bumps. It was a long time to remember when his hand had been on my body.

"I have to go back, one day in the future." He said quietly. There was something he wasn't saying, something he was hiding.

He looked into my eyes while his hands traveled around my hips and on to my back. I looked away and tried not to show that the fact he would have to leave again, hurt me. I leaned my head on his shoulder, slowly nudging myself closer into his neck. He brings his hand up and moves my braid, then squeezes the nape of my neck. Slowly he trailed his finger down my spine, leaving tingles as he did.

"As long as I have you for now."

-Tell me what you think, one of you asked in a review what Peeta and Katniss's couple name is. What do you think their couple name is? I'd love to know :D Shunice x