Hopefully my story is getting better... I'm trying really hard. Sorry if it's horrible :/

Disclaimer: The characters and some of the plot belong to Suzanne Collins.


I'm taken back to the past just after my seventy-fourth Games. Peeta and I had arrived in District Twelve after the Victory Tour and we decided that his house would be used for his art as where mine would be used for living in. I was hesitant to let him sleep in my bed, in my house for that matter, but he assured me that no funny business would happen. Of course, Peeta broke that promise the first night, but his touch was gentle and loving, and I welcomed him.

I never told him about what went on between Marvel and I the night in the training center. He would've been so crushed. I felt so guilty though when he said we would lose everything to each other that night. I needed a way to distract him, though. So before he got me in bed, I had gotten him drunk. I got him so drunk he woke up the next morning and threw up in the bathroom for an hour. After that, we laid in bed and he wouldn't stop smiling since I had been his first and supposedly he had been mine.

Then it turns into a nightmare. Marvel appears and he stabs Peeta repeatedly until he's dead, leaving me to his mercy. I try to run but he catches me and holds me against my will, hurting me and leaving bruises all over my body. Taking everything I love away from me.

I jump awake to find myself in a white room and hear a steady beeping sound. I hear the hum of the hovercraft. I see a nurse walk in and realize it's my mother.

"Hey, sweetheart." I can tell she's choking back tears. I look at her and can't seem to remember why she's upset. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine," I mumble softly. It's a few seconds before I speak again. "What happened?"

My mother looks at me and I can see she's having trouble explaining. "Thirteen was attacked and all the survivors were rescued. We're on our way to Eight and then we're going homes." She pauses for a second. "Most of the soldiers died." She grabs my hand gently.

It all hits me at that moment. All the memories. I lost my sister. In everything that happened she was the one I didn't want to be caught in the explosion. I had thought maybe for a second she had escaped, but I should know the odds have never been in my favor.

"She's watching over us." I nod. Prim would be my guardian angel now. Just like my father has been for everything I've gone through since he died.

I look at my mom who now has tears on her face. "Can I see him?" She knows I'm talking about Gale.

"He's been sitting right outside the room the whole night. Both of them." Both of them? Peeta's finally come around! She kisses my forehead and Gale walks in with Marvel behind him. When I see them standing next to each other, I frown a little. No Peeta... Maybe he died. It would be for the best.

"Catnip..." Gale starts. "I'm so sorry." He bends down and kisses my cheek, wrapping his strong arms around me. I reluctantly wrap my arms around him, welcoming the heat from his body. When he starts to pull back I tear up.

"They were yours weren't they?" He brushes a piece of hair from my face.

"Catnip, if I would've known..."

"No." I grab his hand firmly. "You did know didn't you? And you knew they were right above my sister."

"Damn it, Katniss, I wouldn't have let them go if I did!" He raises his voice and I wince. He's never used that tone with me before. "I was told they were going to be used to kill the fronts lines of the peacekeepers. I didn't have any control over where they were placed though. I wasn't with them when they were dropped."

I stare at him for a few seconds before saying the only thing I can think of. "Just go. You've done enough damage."

"This is it then? For us?"

"There never was an 'us', Gale. And there never will be." And with that, he turns on his heel and leaves without saying anything else. Marvel tries to comfort me, but it doesn't help. There's only one thing that catches my attention. "How did he die?"

"Finnick. He shot him with a gun." I nod and throw my arms around him. My worst enemy is gone.

Marvel talks to me until I fall asleep again and I wake up a few hours later and he's still there. God he's like a little puppy. I smile though and play with his fingers until he wakes up. He smiles and stretches and I can see his muscles flex.

"Sorry I woke you."

"It's alright. I wanted to see you."

I smile a little. "You did?"

"Of course, baby." He smiles and grabs my hand.

"How's Peeta?"

"He's fine... So are all the other tributes. Peeta is actually out of containment. He had a good talk with Delly the other day."

I nod. I remember Delly. She used to like Peeta, and Peeta used to like her. If there was anyone I wanted Peeta to marry besides me, it would be her. Of course Johanna probably has him wrapped around her slutty finger again. I don't realize I said that out loud until Marvel speaks up. "What?"

I shake my head. "Just thinking." I give him a fake smile he believes. "I'm happy for him."

He smiles. "Peeta's a good man. He deserves someone like Johanna, don't worry." He leans over and kisses my lips and I kiss him back. He gently bites my bottom lip after a minute and I give his tongue access to my mouth. It's shocking. I've never done this before where the kiss is real and one of us isn't drunk or the kiss is because of anger. Or maybe I have... I'm not sure about anything really after being out cold for about a couple days.

I hear someone quietly step in and pull back from the kiss. Peeta is quietly standing there and I look at him. "Peeta?" Marvel knows our history and steps aside to allow room for Peeta to sit on my bed.

He takes my hand, gently stroking the back of it with his thumb before saying something. "Katniss... I'm sorry about what happened." I can tell he's trying not to cry and I look at Marvel.

"Can you step out for a few minutes?" He nods and leaves and I look back at Peeta. "What happened?"

He blinks a few tears out. "I was hijacked. Katniss they used videos of us against me. I... I couldn't... I tried to stay strong..." I don't give off any emotion.

"That doesn't explain what's going on between you and Johanna."

He looks right into my eyes. "Nothing happened. We didn't sleep together. I only said I loved her because she was there to comfort me after my hijacking. I promise I love you, Katniss. And I promise Johanna was trying to keep my memories alive."

I lay there trying to make sense of it all. I was about to say something when there's a knock on the door and Marvel comes to my bedside followed by Coin. I glare at her. "What do you want?"

"I just came to say goodbye, Soldier Everdeen. Once we land in District Eight I assume you'll be returning to Twelve immediately."

I nod. "Yes. With my family and hopefully Peeta." Marvel frowns slightly. Coin nods and leaves and Marvel looks at me.

"You still love Peeta don't you."

"I..." I look at Peeta who's playing with his hands.

Marvel shakes his head. "No. I get it." He gets up to leave and I grab his hand. He looks at me confused and so does Peeta.

"Marvel... I want you. I need you. Our child..." I can feel tears coming on and Peeta winces at me.

"You're pregnant?" He barely gets it out as a whisper.

I let my tears fall. "Peeta, I'm sorry. I was going to tell you..." He gets up and I grab his hand. He yanks it away fast and leaves silently, slamming the door. I fall into Marvel's arms and cry harder. We sit there as he rubs my back to calm me down.

He speaks up a few minutes later. "Our baby is still alive..." I look up at him and wipe my eyes.

"Our baby survived?"

He smiles a little. "Yeah. Our baby is a little miracle." I hug him tightly and I don't let him go for maybe ten, twenty, or thirty minutes.

"Can we go for a walk? I'd like to see my mom... Or Finch."

He nods. "Sure, baby girl. I want to ask you something first though. Something... Important." He stands up and grabs a small box off the side table. Okay... This is getting weird. I'm about to ask what it is just when he gets on one knee.

"Katniss Everdeen... Will you marry me?"


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