A/N: I appreciate all of your thoughts about this story, but with the children's names, I think that they should have their own identidy. Not be in someone elses shadow. As for the twins names, well, I'm already done writing this story, so... :P Um... I'm working on the sequel on this story, just need a Titel for the sequel :P Anyways.. Enjoy this chapter! :D ~GOF

7 Months Pregnant with Twins

When we reach the meadow, I get really excited. I would think it's because I haven't been here in months, due to this pregnancy and i've been really tired or just didn't feel like getting out of the house. But I bet it's just the hormones.

Rose and Mark run strait to our family tree. Just seeing this tree gets me emotional. I might forget what I did the past week or not remember to do something, but I remember this like it was yesterday.

*Flashback*

I wake up around 5 in the morning, like usual. I move my hand trying to find Peeta, yet my hands only feel the coolness of the sheets. I open my eyes and all I can see is the darkness of the room.

Where is Peeta?

Peeta is always here when I wake up. Hmm, I guess he just couldn't sleep or maybe he is in the bathroom.

I sit up and swing my legs of the bed. I walk over the the bathroom; no sign of Peeta.

Maybe he was already up and downstairs making breakfast already. I brush my hair and teeth and braid my hair. I walk back to our room and head strait to the dresser. I manage to find my bra and underwear. I hook the bra and pull up my underwear. Then I grab the first t-shirt and jeans I can find.

Once I'm dressed, I walk; practically run down the stairs, smelling Peeta's pancakes and eggs.

"Good Morning Sweetheart" He says when I'm on the last stair case.

"Good Morning" I say and lean in for a 'Good Morning' kiss.

"Well you're in a good mood this morning" He says between kisses. I pull away from this amazing kiss.

"I was worried" I breathe "When I woke up; you were gone. Are you okay?" I say, unaware of what I was saying until the words where out of my mouth.

"Yes, I'm fine. I just wanted to surprise you with breakfast. Is that so bad?" he says smiling and pulling me closer.

Me and Peeta have never done anything like this before. Sure, a few kisses here and there, but we never did anything beyond that.

Peeta's actions take me by surprise. He is always so careful; not that he wasn't being careful now, but he never did this.

Peeta kisses me with passion. So much passion, this kiss reminds me of the beach during the quarter quell.

Then he pulls away, and I'm standing there, in the kitchen with Peeta, my eyes still closed, and I'm breathless.

"What was that for?" I ask.

"What can't I kiss my girlfriend?" He says.

"Of course you can. Just be curious, that's all" I say. "Can't I ask a question?" I say mocking his expression, we both laugh and he gives me another kiss then returns to cooking us breakfast.

Okay, he's got to be up to something. Today's not a holiday. And it's not my birthday, my birthday is in about 6 months. I wonder why he is in such a good mood.

While he continues cooking breakfast, I set the table, and get out the orange juice and other stuff we might want for breakfast.

I look at the clock; it's 5:15.

Damn. Peeta has to leave in an hour and a half. Back to the bakery. I don't feel like going hunting today. And with my not speaking to Gale after what he did. I have nothing to do today. Maybe i'll go visit Haymitch, or I guess I could stay home and clean the house. This day is going to be exciting.

Sigh...

When I finish setting the table, I sit down where I usually sit and I just stare at Peeta.

With all the stuff i've been though, how could I end up with such a wonderful, beautiful, sweet, loving man? For all my life, I've been nothing but selfish, yet Peeta is here with me, in our kitchen. Peeta has been living with me for about 1 year now. I still feel like I don't deserve him. He's loved me all his life, and all I did was lie to him and stomp on his heart.

But for some reason. Here he is, loving me, being here for me, just being Peeta.

"What" He says, I don't even notice that their is food on our plates.

"Nothing. Thank you, Peeta"

"For?"

"Thank you for everything. For being here. For loving me. For being you" I say, still staring into his beautiful blue eyes. He pulls me up from the chair I was sitting in and gives me a kiss like the one we shared a few minutes ago, but only better. Then he gives me a hug.

"I have to leave a little bit earlier this morning but I'll be back around 12 I promise." He says while pulling away from our hug.

Before I can say anything else, he runs upstairs to get ready for work.

About half an hour later he is ready to go to work. He gives me a kiss and leaves me in the house. All I can think is 'What just happened?' and 'Okay, something is seriously going on with him.'

I try to get my mind off the subject and decide to clean up the house.

I eat the breakfast that Peeta made and wash, dry and put the dishes away. Then I clean the living room first; but that only takes about 15 I'm done cleaning the downstairs, I start cleaning the upstairs.

After about two hours of cleaning an already clean house, I give up and decide to take a long, hot shower.

I walk into the bathroom and turn on the water and adjust the temperature. I start to undress my sweaty clothing from cleaning all day and I can see the steam raising from the shower.

I get in the shower and just stand there. Motionless. Lost in thought.

Why was Peeta acting so strange this morning.

By the time my skin was red from the hot water streaming down my skin. I decide to get out and maybe take a nap.

I turn off the steaming hot water and step out of the shower. I grab my towel and dry my arms, legs, stomach. Then I go to our room and get dressed. Once I'm dressed I get the towel I just used and run it threw my hair. After about 5 minutes of this, I decide that's enough and braid it into my normal everyday braid.

When I'm done with all of that, I suddenly feel really tired. So I walk downstairs and look at the clock in the kitchen; it's 8:28. i consider waiting a few hours until Peeta returns home from work at 12 but I need to lay down. I walk towards the living room and fall on the couch. After a while I can't keep my eyes open anymore. So I drift into a dreamless sleep.

When I wake up. I look at the clock. It's 1:34. I jump off the couch and I realize Peeta Isn't here.

Usually if I fall asleep before Peeta came home from the bakery, He would either lay down with me or he would be sitting next to me watching tv.

But he isn't there. Where is he? Why is he acting so strange? Did I do something to make him act this way?

Then I immediately think of everything I've done in the past couple of months. But I can't think of anything. Unless if you count that we haven't done anything physical. I start to panic. What if that's the reason why he's acting this way? But Peeta wouldn't act like this all because I wouldn't- we wouldn't, would he? No I know Peeta, and he wouldn't do or think that way.

I find myself in the kitchen, looking at things that Peeta touched today. I have to find him. I have to know why he is acting like this.

I run up the stairs, get dressed, brush my hair, and run back down. Then I run towards the door, throw my jacket on and pull my boots on. And darted out the door looking for Peeta.

First I decide to look at Haymitch's house. If Peeta is hiding from me, he either there or at the bakery.

I knock on the door and a very drunk Haymitch opens it.

"Yea?" He said "What do you want?" His breath is repulsive. I try my hardest not to breath.

"Um, is Peeta here?" I say, trying to save the air I have.

"Um" he said, mimicking my tone. "No, I haven't. But when you find him, tell him it's now or never. I'm sick and tired of hearing when and where he should ask the damn question"

Before I could respond to what he said, he slammed the door in my face.

What is he talking about? What question?

I shake my head. Okay, Peeta obviously isn't here. Next stop the bakery.

The bakery is about 5 minutes away from Victors Village. When I'm across the street from the bakery, I see Peeta walking towards Victors Village. I cross the street and start to run. Finally I catch up to him.

"Peeta!" I say breathlessly as I put my hand on his back. "There you are. I've been looking for you. Where have you been, I was worried." I say hugging his waist.

"Katniss, It's okay. I have a surprise for you." He said looking at me like the happiest person is the world.

"Okay, but first you have to tell me what happened:" I say giving him another tight squese with my hug before pulling away.

"I'll tell you but you have to wait for the surprise." He says and we both walk home together.

When we get home, he packs a picnic basket. When he's done, he takes my hand and leads me out of our house.

We walk towards the meadow. We reach the area where the fence was and he stopped to grab something out of the basket.

"Here." He says while pulling out a blindfold. "Put this on"

I look at him questionably. "Please. Just do it."

Without hesitation, I turn around so he can put the blindfold around my eyes.

I start to laugh when he first tries leading me around the meadow. But I'm just happy I didn't hit any tree trunks or didn't fall.

"Are we there yet" I ask, getting anxious with every step I take. Peeta is walking behind me with his hands over my eyes, to make sure I'm not peeking.

Hm. I wonder what the surprise could be.

Okay now I'm torturing myself. "Peeta" I whine "Why can't you just tell me where we're going" I practically yell.

"But Katniss, if I do that, then it will ruin the surprise." He says.

"Fine" I say, really annoyed. But I just shake it off. This is Peeta, My Peeta. I can never get mad at him, or at least not for long anyways.

"Okay, you ready?" He asks and I nod my head. He removes me hands from my eyes and I remove the blindfold and open my eyes.

It was a tree. A tree I saw before, but never really paid any attention to it.

Peeta has always wanted to come out to the forest with me. I wonder how he found out about this tree.

"I've been wondering how to do this, when the perfect time would be to ask you this." He says, his hand leaving mine, picking in his pocket. Till he gets down on one knee and his hand carries a little black box. I notice I'm crying and I forget how to breathe.

"Oh my god" I say under my breathe.

"Katniss Everdeen, I've loved you ever since I saw you on our first day of school, you were in a red dress, your hair in two braids instead on one. Then in music assembly, our teacher asked if anyone knew The Valley Song, and you hand shot up in the air. When you sang, I swear everyone, even the mockingjays outside fell silent. At that moment, I knew I was a goner." He breathed and continues."At the reaping, when you were reaped, I thought I lost you, and somehow, my name was called. Everyday I think, us getting reaped, was a blessing in disguise. During our interviews, everything during our time in the games, everything I said was true. Every word. And for some reason, you feel the same way about me. Katniss Everdeen, will you marry me?" He asks me, looking dead strait into my eyes.

My mouth just hangs open, I'm sobbing, and I can't breathe.

Peeta misunderstood my actions. But before he can say anything, I kiss him fiercely. I pull away from him so I can breathe.

"Yes" I breathe. "Yes, yes, yes. A million times yes." I say even louder, just in case if he didn't hear me the first time.

He kisses me again and smiles.

*End of Flashback*

Even since then, my name has been Katniss Mellark. And I have absolutely no regrets.

Just then, the babies start kicking while my heart races.

I'm so lucky to have Peeta, Rose, and Mark. I'm so grateful that I am going to have Hayley and Tim here.

"Are you in pain?" Peeta asks, urgent.

"What? No. Why?" I ask, not understanding why the sudden urgency from the question he just asked me.

"Sweetheart, you're crying." He said, moving his hand from my waist to me cheek, to remove the tears streaming down my face. But these tears weren't tears of pain or sadness. These tears are tears of happiness.

"Oh, no, I'm not in pain. It's just, well, you remembered." I say looking in his beautiful blue eyes.

"Of course I remembered. That day, was the best day of my life. Besides when the children were born." He says. The tears just kept coming. Damn these hormones.

He kisses me with such passion that when the kiss ends, I end up blushing.

He leads me towards our tree, where he proposed to me, and sets the blanket on the ground before I sit down. Peeta gets out some sandwiches he packed and calls the children to come eat with the both of us.

The children, our children. Mine and Peeta's children come running from the other side of the meadow, and sit down and start to eat a sandwich.

I can't wait to have the children that are inside me right now. To have thies newborns in my arms. To finally complete our little family.