The train stops again in another district to refuel and Peeta and I decide to get some air. We walk out the back of the train hopping that no one will notice. We are just about to towards the end of the train when I hear someone yell my name. I turn around to see Haymitch stumbling out of the train and falling flat on his face.

"Why," Peeta says with a huff and walks over to the old drunk. Peeta rolls him over so he is on his back. "What do you want Haymitch?"

"I was going to tell you…." He says with a slur, "that there were some people here to see."

I have no idea who he could be talking about. My mom is in district twelve. Mostly everybody else is dead. As I start to think about who it could I catch a smell of salt and fish and turn and finally notice that we most be in district twelve. Peeta seems to put the pieces together about who could be here to see us. He comes over and takes a hold of my hand and leads me to the train and helps me up the stairs.

Once inside we turn and walk to the dinning car where I hear a couple of voices talking. I walk in first and see two people standing there and one holding a young child. They turn around and we are face to face with Johanna Mason and Annie Odair.

"So its true brainless really is knocked up. Good going bread boy. I thought the Capitol was just making it up to give the people something to talk about," Johanna says with her usually tone of sarcasm.

I notice her hair has grown in well and she looks like she has showered lately so I guess she has gotten over the fear of water fro being tortured. Annie still has the same bright green eyes, and even though they are missing some of the sparkle that they had when Finnick was around. I can't even imagine raising a baby without Peeta. I could never live without Peeta by my side every day and night. Annie looks happy though and I'm glad that she has recovered some what from losing Finnick.

I feel like I have been thinking to long so I decide that I should say something.

"So who is that you're holding?" I ask looking at the little boy in her arms. There is no doubt that he is Finnick's son. Same golden hair and beautiful eyes this boy would be a twin to Finnick. I wonder how Annie looks at him everyday without missing him.

"This is Nick," Annie says with a smile and tickling Nick in the stomach to try and get him to poke his head out from her shoulder. He giggles and squirms a little, but keeps his head tight against his mother's shoulders. Annie pries the little boy from her side and sets him on the ground. Nick grabs Annie leg and once again hides his face. I bend down and sit back on my heels so that I am eye level with Nick.

"Hello Nick my name is Katniss and this is Peeta. We were friends with mom and dad before you were born," I say in nice soothing tone. Nick loosens his grip on Annie's leg and moves his head so that he can look at me.

"What are those marks on your arms?" Nick asks pointing to the fading scar on my arm.

"I people use to call me the girl on fire and at one point I actually was on fire," I say hoping he won't ask about it any more.

He completely moves out from behind her leg and just stares as me with such intensity probably deciding whether or not to trust me yet.

"So you knew my daddy," he asks titling his head to the side.

"Yes I did and I must say you look an awful lot like him." Nick moves closer and now focuses his attention to my belly.

He points at my stomach and gets a very questioning look on his face, "Whys you tummy all swollen?

"Its swollen because a little baby is growing in there and in a few months the baby will come out and grow up just like you are." He seems to take this to take this answer as good enough because he now moves over to Peeta and looks up at him. Peeta bends down so he is also eye level with the little boy.

"Hey Nick I'm Peeta."

"Hello Peeta. Did you know my daddy too?"

"Yeah I knew you daddy too. He was a good person and like Katniss said you look just like him already."

"You have the same marks as her," he says pointing to some of the scars on Peeta's arms. "Did you get them the same way she did?"

"No," Peeta says with a light laugh, "I'm a baker so I sometimes get burned when I am working with the ovens."

"Can you make cookies and stuff?" Nick says with a huge smile on his face like he just heard the greatest thing in the world.

"Yeah I can make any kind cookies. What is your favorite kind of cookie?" Peeta says still smiling at the little boy. Peeta is always like this around kids. Always being nice and never losing his patience. I can't even imagine what he is going to be like with our daughter if he is like this is other people's children.

"I like sugar cookies the most," He says and turns to look up at his mother. " Mom can I have a cookie?"

"Sure Nick lets go and find some," says and takes his little hand and head towards another car.

Peeta stands up and then helps me up. I wish I didn't need his help, but I wouldn't have been able to get up on my own.

"Man you sure have gotten soft brainless. I guess that's what happens when you get married and pregnant," Johanna says and sits down at the table filled with some finger foods. I realize that I am starving so I go and sit down across from Jo and Peeta sits down next to me. I pick up some fried chicken strips and start to eat them. I could really go for some of Peeta's cheese buns, but these will do for now.

"Oh, shut up Jo. Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean that I have gotten soft," I say with a scowl.

"Now that's the Katniss I know. So is there a name for the little bun in the oven?"

"Her name is Willow Rose," I say and start to rub my stomach. I feel her kicking and they are quit painful. I try to hide it, but Peeta notices. He gives me the look of worry and takes my hand and starts to rub circles on the back of my hand with his thumb to try and calm me.

"That's a great name fro her. How have you guys been since everything? I know I can finally take a shower without having a mental break down," she says this and I can feel Peeta tense up. I squeeze his hand and now try to comfort him.

"Besides having the occasional nightmare and days where I can't get out of bed I guess you could say we've been good." It's strange to think that we can talk about things like this and not judge each other about of metal stability.

"Yeah I know what you mean. What finally got you two to have kids?" She asks looking from me to Peeta.

"Prim," is all I say and she doesn't press for more. The sun is just starting to set and the sky is now the sunset orange that Peeta loves.

I stand up, "I'm sorry Jo but I'm really tired, and we'll talk more tomorrow. Let's go Peeta," I say and we walk towards our sleeping compartment.

"Make sure you keep any noise to a minimal tonight, the walls are very thin." Jo yells and I feel the blush in my face and Peeta gets a little red too.

"Goodnight Jo," I yell back and we walk to our room. I walk in and just rip off my t-shirt and pants and throw on one of Peeta's undershirts, and flop down on the bed. He takes off his and shirt and pants and climbs under the covers in his boxers. I climb under to and snuggle against him with my head on his chest. He starts to draw invisible circles on my belly and Willow starts to kick like crazy.

I prop my head up and give him a light kiss on the cheek. I look into his eyes and see that he wants more. I bend down and kiss him on the lips. He kisses me back and moves his other hand and tangles it in my hair pulling me closer. I move so that I am hovering above him while he lies on his back. He pulls the rubber band off the end of my braid and my hair falls out so that is almost touching his face. He pushes the hair that fell in front of my eyes behind my ear and leans forward to kiss me again. I meet him half way and deepen the kiss. We break away and I can tell that he is going to say something. I wish he wouldn't because I just want to be as close to him as physically possible.

"You know I never forgave myself for hurting you that night after we got married," he says this with so much hurt and guilt that it just tears my heart to pieces. I remember the night that he is talking about. We had the wedding the day before and I woke up to find him standing in the corner of the room. His eyes were pitch black and his face was contorted with anger and confusion. He was mumbling to himself and had his fist clenched by his sides. I walked over to him and before I could say anything he grabbed me by the shoulders and started to shake me and yell question accusing me of cheating on him with Gale. He called me bunch of horrible names and then when I started to cry he threw me into our dresser. I fell and backed into the corner of our bedroom. He moved towards me still saying that I was a mutt and that I would try to kill him. He pulled me to my feet and pinned me up against the wall. Still rambling things that were all lies. I started yelling back that I loved him and no one else, and that I married him because I loved him so much. That I never cheated on him and that I would never hurt him. I kept yelling for him to come back to me for him to fight back and finally when he did come back. He backed away from me. He looked around the room and saw the dresser knocked over and saw that I was bleeding and crying. He ran out of the room and wouldn't talk to me for three days. It took me a week to get to sleep with me again. This was the last time he ever touched like that.

"Peeta that wasn't you and you know that I never held it against you. That was the only time you ever hurt me and I know you would never do it again. You had only been back for a couple of months. It was just when we started to get better. You should forgive yourself because you know that I love you too much to ever let you feel bad about yourself."

"I know Kat, but it doesn't change what I did. I should have just left and then you would have never got hurt," he says still with the hurt look in his eyes. I move so that I am sitting next to him and he sits up resting his back against the headboard, and I rest my head on his shoulder. "What happens if I am alone with our daughter and I have a flash back and hurt her? I would never be able to forgive myself, and don't even say that it will never happen because it could. What is she going to think about me when I have a flashback in front of her?" I know how he feels I feel the same way.

"I know what you mean Peeta I have thought the same things. What will she say about me when I can't get out of bed in the morning? What will she say when scream in the middle of the night? We will just have to explain everything when she is old enough to understand," I say and lean down and rest my head on the pillow. Peeta lies down on his side to face me.

"I'm sorry I brought it up it just worries me," he says.

"Its fine we should talk about things like this," I say and give him a quick kiss.

"I love you Katniss."

"I love you too Peeta."

I wake up the next morning to someone banging on the door. Peeta is still asleep so I get up and shuffle over to the door. It's Haymitch sober and he looks kind of mad.

"What," I say with sleepiness still evident in my voice.

"We are about an hour away from the Capitol so get up and get dressed," he says and walks down the hallway.

"And good morning to you too Haymitch," I yell down the hallway and he just mumbles something and keeps walking.

I walk over to the bed and sit down. Peeta rolls over so he is facing me. With the sunlight streaming in through the window I can see his long blonde eyelashes that almost touch his cheek bones.

"Morning Kat, what did Haymitch want?"

"He just said that we were an hour away and should probably get dressed," is ay and get up and heads towards the bathroom. Peeta gets up and follows me into the shower like usual.

We get ready and head down to the dinning car to find Haymitch, Jo, Annie and Nick all sitting at the table eating. Peeta and I sit down at the table and I load of big plate full of just about everything. I eat two full plates and when I'm done I look to find Jo and Peeta grinning at me.

"What?" I ask defensively.

"Oh, nothing brainless just admiring how much food you ate," Johanna says with a light and Peeta just shakes his head. I look out the window and see the peak of a snow cap mountain and then it opens up to reveal the Capitol. My stomach twist in a big knot and I grab Peeta's hand and give it a tight squeeze. We pull into the station where there are hundreds of camera crews and citizens. The door opens and we all stand and walk out. I go second last between Haymitch and Peeta. As soon as we step out the station goes into chaos. Reporters yelling questions and Haymitch yelling at them to leave me alone and pushing them back to path for us to walk through. I hear the one reporter yell, "Is the baby's father really Peeta or is it someone else's?" I stop dead in my tracks and turn in the general direct of where the voice came from.

"Why would you even question that?" I yell and start to walk again. I hear Peeta chuckling behind me and once we all pile into a long black car with tinted windows so no one can see in I throw his hand down and scowl at him.

He just shakes his head and the car pulls forward. It stops at a large building that has people pouring inside. The door opens and we are lead inside to separate rooms. Peeta is taken into the room right next to mine. The man opens the door and I walk in and am bombarded with hugs and kisses from my prep team. I say hello to them and they start the asking question about the baby and Peeta. I just give them plain simple answer and let them get to work. Plucking and waxing all the hair off my body. They make comments on my eyebrows and how I have left them nothing to work with for my nails. I just shrug and they continue their chatter and work. Once they are done I look in the mirror and see that I have a night blue knee length dress on that hugs tightly to my stomach and shows off all my curves that have come with pregnancy. It has long sleeves and is cut to show off my shoulders. My hair is down with a natural wave to it. My nails are a night blue with white sparkles at the end. I have on sparkling flats. I think I look fat and ugly, but my prep team says other wise. I am lead out of the small room and find Peeta standing in the hallway with a black button down shirt on a tie matching the color of my dress, and the tie has the same kind of sparkles that my shoes have. He is in regular black dress pants and black shoes. His hair is styled gel so that his hair doesn't lie on his forehead. He looks so handsome. He takes my hand and leans into me and whispers, "You look so beautiful Kat." I blush and we are lead down the hallway towards the stage. I see the others walking over to us.

"We will be in the crowd and afterwards we will eat something and be back on the train," Haymitch says and they all turn and head towards the noise of people.

I turn to Peeta, "Ready to do this?"

"Yes, just this one last one and we will be done forever," he says and I give he a kiss on the lips.

We soon hear Cesar's voice booming over the loud speakers and all the people quite down. It starts to talk about our games and how all the odds were against us and then moved onto how we are rebuilding our lives. He seemed to skip over the fact that Peeta was tortured in the Capitol, but some enough I hear him introduce as Mrs. and Mr. Mellark. Peeta pulls me forward and we walk out on to the stage and there must be at least a thousand people there all yelling and clapping. We shake Caesar's hand and take a seat on the small couch. He quiets down the crowd and the interview begins.

"So how have you two been since the war?" Cesar asks and I want to say not that great because of everything that I lost and the fact that Im not mentally stable, but Peeta jumps ahead of me.

"We have been great," he says smiling at me then out to the crowd. "I have been working in my bakery and Katniss hunts. It almost feels like a normal life."

"I know what you mean Peeta. So how are dealing with the pregnancy Katniss considering that you had a miscarriage with you first child?" I had almost forgotten that in the last games I was supposed to be pregnant.

"It wasn't always easy, but with Peeta being here and helping me. I knew I could handle anything." I say and smile at Peeta giving his hand a light squeeze. The crowd ohs and ahs and some even cry I think. It seems as though the Capitol has barley changed at all. Still dressed in bright colors and strange make up.

The rest of the interview is very uneventful and Peeta answer most of the questions and I only speak once or twice. But when Cesar asks about names for our daughter Peeta says that we haven't thought of anything yet. I'm glad he did because I don't her name to be all over the place when she is born. After about twenty minutes a buzzer goes off and we are dismissed off the stage. Our group meets at the front doors and are ushered to the black car again. We arrive at a restaurant and I order a large platter of lamb stew and once again Jo makes some comments on how much I ate. We are all taken to the train and once on board Peeta and I go to our room and collapse on the bed. I don't even bother changing. I just stripe nude and get under the covers and fall asleep wishing that we were home already.