I sadly, don't own The Hunger Games. If I did Gale would have died a LONG time ago.

Our little family By partygirl204023

The faint sound of birds chirping fills the air as I begin to stir from my first peaceful slumber in a month. I turn on the bed to see Peeta's still asleep. I smile. He deserve to sleep in. I kiss his nose and go check on a crying Natalie. My bare feet touch the cold hardwood floor. I grab my light green robe and quietly saunter down the hall towards her pink bedroom door. I turn the handle and smile at my little girl jumping up and down in her crib.

"Mommy!" She squeals. I laugh.

"Natalie!" I say with my arms out wide.

"Let's get you changed." Natalie. My little girl. She has Peeta's blue sparkling eyes and curly blond hair.

I change her into her favorite outfit. A pink skirt with a green shirt that says 'daddy's girl' Not surprisingly, Peeta likes the outfit too.

I hear Peeta start to stir.

"Come on, let's go see daddy." I say carrying Natalie.

"Da Da!" Natalie screams. I laugh. I open our bedroom door and see Peeta's eyes light up in excitement.

"Hey Natalie! How's my favorite three year old doing?" Peeta asks with his arms out wide.

"Wuv you daddy." The look on Peeta's face goes from excitement to adoration for our little girl.

"I love you too Natalie. Come on, let's go get breakfast." Peeta says scooping her into his strong muscular arms.

"Morning beautiful." Peeta says kissing my cheek. I can feel the blush creep upon my cheeks.

"Morning..er...um bread boy. Ugh. I need to find you a new nickname." I say frustrated. Peeta chuckles.

"You'll think of one." He says as we walk down the stairs. The second we get down stairs I run tho the rest room and empty the contents of my stomach. When I step out Peeta gives me a sympathetic look.

"Again?" He asks. I nod.

"Hey Natalie, guess what. You are going to see uncle Haymitch this morning." Peeta says pouring himself some coffee.

"Yay!" She squeals through a mouth full of food.

After breakfast Peeta drops Natalie off at Haymitch's house. He's managed to sober up for Natalie. I'm happy for him. Peeta takes my hand and we walk towards the newly built hospital. We sit in the white chairs and wait. I've become accustomed to all the odd looks and whispers. It's part of being a victor.

"Mrs. Mellark?" The doctor asks. Peeta and I stand up and walk into the doctor's office.

"What seems to be the problem?" The doctor asks.

"I've been getting sick a lot. I'm late. I think I'm pregnant." I answer.

"Well to be sure you'll have to have some blood drawn." The doctor says scribbling something down on his clip board. Peeta gives my hand a reassuring squeeze. He knows how much I hate needles. A tall blond nurse walks in to draw my blood. I look towards Peeta as the needle enters my arm.

"You're ok. It's just a needle." Peeta whispers calmly. Once they're done they send us on our way and tell us the results will be out soon.

1 week later

"Peeta mails here." We've been doing this since I went to the doctors. Patiently waiting to find out if we're adding a new addition to our family. I skim and scan for the letter. At the bottom of the pile I see it. A blue letter. I immediately rip the letter open.

"Congratulations Mister and Mrs. Mellark" I drop the letter and look at Peeta. I start jumping up and down. Peeta starts laughing.

"Oh my God. We're going to have another mini you or mini me running around the house."I say feeling the small bump. Peeta leans down and connects his lips to mine.

"I love you so much." Peeta says through kisses.

"I love you too."