Katniss

The days have begun to fly by until it's already been two weeks since the stranger whom we have begun to call Galley came into our lives. This is not how I would have wanted to spend the first week of my marriage to Peeta but what am I supposed to do? Haymitch has already started to call around to medics and people in the capitol to see what he could find out about Galleys position and if it has any truth to it. In fact he left last week on a train headed to the Capitol. I expect him back soon. I had insisted that I go but he had waved me off. I suspect so I wouldn't bother him, probably because he was going to buy a surplus amount of white liquor while he was there and have it shipped back here. Peeta's been baking up a storm staying busy. I think this has had as much effect on him as it has me. I feel kind of bad for him. Here he finally got me to marry to him and now look what we're going through. Peeta loves me so much I know he won't complain. I walk down the muddy streets to the bakery which Peeta has set up at an unused house in Victors Village meant for future victors. There would be no more so he had set up shop there and had a steady flow of customers even in the state District Twelve. I open the door which Peeta has attached a bell, to alert him of customers. He materialized out of the kitchen doorway. It was clear he was expecting a customer but his face lit up when he saw me. It made my heart melt clear to my toes. I had never imagined someone could love me like that. Just imagine, me? I'm self-centered, selfish and sometime cold to those I love. Of all the girls Peeta could have had he chose me. He would do anything for me even if it meant his life, just as I would for him. I walk over to him and step into his open arms. I look into his face and see strain there. He must have had another flashback. I wrapped my arms around him and lay my head on his shoulder.

"I love you Peeta." I whisper. He kisses me on the head and pulls back.

"You have no idea how idea how long I waited to hear that. I could hear it all day every day for the rest of my life and not get tired of it."

"I love you," I kiss him on the forehead "I love you." I kiss him on the cheek "I love you." I kiss him on his Jaw. "I love you." I say as my lips finally meet his. Who would have ever thought a touching of skin could send such a tingle up my spine? Only Peeta's kiss could do that. We stood there enjoying each other's company for a while and completely missed the bell tinkling over the door until someone cleared their throat. Peetas face turned red and he hurried off to get the customers bread order. I stood there waiting, avoiding looking into the woman eyes until Peeta returned. He handed the loaf to the woman and smiled.

"Sorry Mrs. Kent. Have a good day now."

"I'm sure I will sonny; try to keep those kinds of displays of affection for home." She said sternly but I caught a smile twisting her lips as she swept out the door. If Peeta's face got any redder he's turn into lava. I couldn't help giggling. It's started quiet than turned hysterical where I thought I'd drop to the floor.

"Oh so you think it's funny huh?" I couldn't speak because I was still giggling. Peeta walked over to me and tried to look stern but ended up breaking down and laughing too. He started to kiss me all over until we ended up reclaiming each other's lips where we left off but the tinkling off the bell erupted again drawing us apart but not far from each other. Haymitch walked in the door clearly drunk but sober enough to walk and speak without slurring.

"So what's the news?" Peeta says. I'm getting antsy now and feel like I would jump out of my skin at any sound.

"Well it looks like she your sister." Haymitch announces and he brings a clear bottle of liquor to his lips, empties it then opened a flask her must have had in his back pocket then upends it too.

"Peeta you better hold me." I say and Peeta grabs me by the arms.

"Are you okay Katniss?" I can't speak because it feels like the rooms turning into a whirlpool.

"Katniss!" Peeta yells as he lifts me into his arms onto the couch in the living room where I retreat to unconsciousness. Since when have I fainted? You would think from all the things I've been through, The Games, The quarter quell and the war, Peeta being hijacked I wouldn't be as weak as to faint but apparently I'm wrong.