A/N: Hello from the other side! I must have called a thousand times!
Sorry about that. I just love "Hello" By Adelle. Amazing Song! I love it so much. So, this is the next chapter. And once again I have no idea what I am going to write about. I always make it up as I go. Sometimes I have a slight idea of what to do, but not this time. So, if I post this chapter a little late, you now know why.
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Disclaimer: Do I seriously have to add this every chapter! I DO NOT own the Hunger Games, all belong to Suzanne Collins. Unfortunately, I'm not Suzanne Collins, so there for, the Hunger Games is not mine.
Chapter 9
Katniss' POV
I wake up in a hospital room, and feel a little confused at why I'm here, and what's going on.
(BTW, confusion is a common side effect of an allergic reaction to anesthesia, this is what Katniss is experiencing right now. You will also find that she has some other side effects, but those ones you'll have to figure out if it's from the anesthesia or not.)
"Hello, Mrs. Mellark." Says a nurse, as she is walking in. "How are you feeling?"
"What's going on?" I ask, ignoring her question.
"Hm?" She says. "Are you feeling confused right now?"
"Yeah."
"That's a normal side effect from your allergic reaction to the anesthesia. We used it on you during the c- section, and you had an allergic reaction to it." She says.
"C- section? What the heck is going on?" I say, clueless.
"Oh, yes. You were pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl!"
"Who's the father?" I ask. "Can I see him?"
"Of course Mrs. Mellark. I'll get him now."
"Thank you." I say. I wait a few minutes, until an oddly familiar blonde haired boy comes in.
"Hey! How are you feeling?" He asks me.
"Good. Um... What's your name?"
"Katniss?" He asks, with a worried expression. "It's me. Peeta. Your husband."
"Is your last name Mellark? Because the nurse kept calling me Mrs. Mellark."
"Uh... Yeah... That's me." He then turns around, towards the door. "Nurse! Nurse!" Soon, he's out of my earshot. Oh... Wait a minute... Peeta Mellark! I remember him being my husband, and I think I remember our wedding, but everything else is a blur. Slowly, I start remembering a little bit more. I remember a peaceful conversation, with Peeta and I, talking about baby names on the couch, while I'm heavily pregnant. I remember a forest, where people were fighting and killing. I remember that same thing, but in a jungle and near a little ocean. I remember bows and arrows. I remember the Mockingjay and the Rebellion. I remember killing Coin and going on trial. I remember hearing about Snow's death. Soon, I have a lot of memories, but none very vivid.
Peeta walks in soon after I start remembering things. "Hey." He says. "The doctor told me what's going on. Do you remember anything yet?"
"Yeah. I think I remember a games, twice, one in a forest and then the other in the jungle. People were killing. You were there, and a little girl, I think, Rye... no, Rue, yeah, that's it. A spear went through her. After two games, I remember a Rebellion, and I was their Mockingjay. You were taken prisoner somewhere, and I think they changed your memory. Right?" He nods, now sitting in the chair next to my bed. " You... you tried to kill me. I wasn't allowed to see you, or else you would... hurt me. You wouldn't hurt me. Would you?"
"No, I wouldn't. I only tried to then because I was hijacked. But I remembered everything a little less than 2 years ago, I haven't had a flashback since then." He says, and I start nodding my head, because I'm starting to remember it.
" I know that I love you, but how did it start?"
"Well, we'll have to go back a long time ago." He says. "When you were young, you were outside my families bakery, starving. I burnt a piece of nut bread, so I could feed you. Do you remember that?"
"Yeah." I nod.
"That's good." He says. "Well, after that we..." He starts telling me the whole story of the Hunger Games and me taking Prim's place. He tells me everything leading up to the moment I gave birth to Willow. I smile, remembering everything he's telling me, as he says it.
"Can I see her?" I ask, when he's finished talking.
"Yeah." He gets up, and leaves to get Willow. She's probably hungry anyways, the nurses probably found someway to feed her while I was out. Soon after Peeta leaves, he returns, this time with a newborn baby in his arms, Willow. This is our daughter. She's beautiful. It's the first time I've seen her, since I passed out right after she was born.
"Hey, baby!" I gasp, when I see her beautiful face. Peeta places her into my arms, and sits in the chair next to my bed. "Oh my god! She's beautiful!" I say, amazed that me and Peeta managed to make something so amazing. For some reason, it gets super hot in the room, and I start sweating like crazy. "Peeta, it's hot in here." He observes me for a minute before speaking.
"Your face has no color to it. I'll go ask the nurse." Then he leaves, but not before taking Willow from my arms, because if I am sick, I don't want her to get sick too. Before Peeta gets back, I start to notice my heart monitor is going really fast. My heart must be beating rapidly. I'm not sure if that's normal. But I really don't think it's normal when my breaths start to become rapid and uncomfartable.
What's going on? I can't remember. Everything feels like a blur. I don't know who I am anymore. Seriously! What's my name? This is all way too much! I can't handle this! What the hell is going on!
Peeta's POV
I go to see the nurse after I drop Willow off at the nursery. I'm pretty worried after what happened to Katniss, but I know it's probably just from her allergic reaction to the anesthesia.
"Nurse!" I call, when I see the nurse that Katniss was assigned to. "Hey! Can you come check on Katniss? She looks really sick."
"Yes! Of course."
We start walking back to Katniss' hospital room, and while we're walking, she asks me a couple questions.
"So, what was Katniss looking like when you said she was sick?" She starts.
"She said she was really hot, and she was sweating a lot, but her face was completely drained of color." I say.
"That's most likely from the anesthesia we were using on her. But I'll need to check her blood pressure and things like that."
"Okay."
When we get to Katniss' room, we see her lying on her bed, drenched in sweat. Her heart monitor is beeping really loudly, which worries me, and she breathing really weirdly.
"Katniss!" I run to her side. "What's going on?" I ask the nurse. "Why is she breathing like that?!"
"Let me check her blood pressure." The nurse hurries over to Katniss' side and pulls out a medical instrument.
"Katniss?" I ask "How are you feeling, love?"
"Who are you?" She nearly screams. "What's going on? Why am I here?" She keeps rambling.
Then the nurse speaks. "Her blood pressure is extremely low! She's going into shock!" Then she starts yelling out doctors names, and soon 2 doctors come charging into the room. "Get me the Dantrolene! Hurry!" She yells at the doctors, and one of them starts running out of the room, while the other walks over to assist the nurse.
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After the nurses calm Katniss down, they tell me she will be alright and that the symptoms will be gone in two to twenty-four hours. Katniss scared me so badly! And my heart nearly broke when she didn't know who I was! I know that sounds so selfish, but I can't help it. If Katniss ever forgot who I was for good, I would be completely heart broken. She's unconscious right now, but when she wakes up, I'm hoping she won't be confused anymore. I don't think I can take it, seeing her in pain. We've been through enough pain in one lifetime.
While Katniss is asleep, I sit by her bed, with Willow in my arms, while I talk to Willow.
"Hey, little Willow!" I whisper. "How's it going? We haven't exactly met properly. I'm your daddy and this is your mommy. You probably recognize our voices from when we sang to you while you were still inside mommy."
( Just wanted to say... Peeta is so adorable when he is dealing with kids.)
Willow starts to whimper, and I rock her until she falls asleep.
"Have you always been that cute with kids?" Katniss giggles.
"Katniss! Your awake." I say and give her a quick peck on the lips, I wanted more, but I was holding Willow, and I don't want her to wake up. "How did you sleep?"
"Good." She says simply.
"Your not confused or anything, are you?"
"No, Peeta. I'm fine." She smiles.
"Good." I say, as Willow starts stirring in my arms and soon starts crying.
"She might be hungry." Katniss says. "Let me feed her." I hand her over to Katniss, as she starts feeding Willow.
They look so cut together. Like it was meant to be.
Katniss' POV
After a few days in the hospital, they tell us that Willow is perfectly healthy, and I won't have anymore symptoms, but I have to take some pills, just to be on the safe side. So, we get to go home now! I missed home so much, I hate how the hospital always smells like bleach and blood. I guess after spending a few days at the hospital my house will seem to have a funny smell.
When we get home, we are about to unlock it, when we realize, it's already unlocked. That's strange. I could have sworn we locked it before we left that morning.
Peeta glances over at me before opening the door. When it is opened, we find the place thrashed. All the furniture is knocked over, the books are all on the floor, and some of them are burnt, the curtains are cut up and stomped on, and finally, on the mirror right next to the door, in red marker reads: "This is just the beginning!"
Peeta runs over to the phone to call the police. After a few minutes, he comes back and says the police are coming to investigate and not to touch anything.
When the police arrive they search the house and find nothing useful. They leave and tell us to clean up our house. So we do. We put Willow to bed and spend half the night cleaning up everything and throwing away anything that is too destroyed to keep. When we have finished cleaning up, we both stumble upstairs, fall onto our beds, and go to sleep immediately. Both of us too tired to have nightmares.
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Weeks pass since Willow's birth. Today she is 5 weeks old. It went by much faster than I thought it would. I thought people were bluffing when they said kids grow up too fast, but it's true. They do. Before I know it Willow will be moving out to live with some guy in another district. I don't want to ever let my baby go, but I know I will have to one day. But she will never stop being my little girl.
Today I will be going hunting. It's going to be my first time since I was around 4 months pregnant. Peeta didn't want me to go, because of all the threats we have been getting, or I have been getting, since there not directed towards Peeta. But, I've waited so long, so I just need to get out of the house, and be on my own.
I make my way out into the woods, with my bow and arrows slung over my shoulder, in the cool autumn air. As I get into the woods, I immediately see two rabbits and shoot them both through the head. I put them in my game bag and walk farther into the woods.
I get to the lake me and my father used to share, and start soaking my feet into the water. It feels nice on my feet. After a couple minutes, I put my boots back on and almost immediately hear footsteps. I whip around and find nothing. I thought it was just in my head, when I hear more footsteps. I turn around again and find nothing.
And then, big hands cover my mouth and my hands are pulled behind my back. The last thing I remember is being hit in the head, as everything goes black.
A/N: Cliffhanger!
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