Katniss's POV

"Well, my beautiful wife, here is my bakery." Peeta says. I glance down at the gold band around my finger and smile gently, and then look around Peeta's newly built bakery.

"It's amazing, Peeta. I'm excited."

"That;s good." He lifts me easily onto the counter, and kisses me gently, before walking to the back. As soon as he leaves I run outside, and throw up. There's something wrong with me. Ever since we got married two months ago, something is wrong.

I look at the early morning sun, and return to the bakery. "Peeta!" I call. "I'm going to go visit Greasy."

"Ok." I hear him reply.

I leave hurriedly and run to Greasy's. I think I know what's wrong. But I'm terrfied.

"Greasy!" I call out, knocking on her door. In a moment it opens, and she greets me with a toothy smile.

"Why, hello Katniss. How's it been for you and your husband."

"Peeta is fine, Greasy. But, I don't know if I am."

She shoos me in, and then sits me down. "What's wrong?"

"Well, I- I think I have cancer, or something. I've been throwing up in the mornings, and-"

"Are you late?"

"Excuse me?"

She sighs. "Your period, child. Are you late?"

"Well, yeah, I mean, I missed it last month, and this month, but I don't see-"

Greasy stands up and starts squealing, before rushing to the kitchen.

"Uh, Greasy? Being sick ic not a thing to laugh about."

"You're not sick!" Greasy laughs, and sets a bowl down before me. "You're pregnant, Katniss."

I should be happy. I should be ecstatic. But what will Peeta think? I'm terrified.

"Greasy, how do I tell Peeta?"

"Well, I s'pose that's up to you. But I would do it soon, very soon."

I nod and run out the door, back to the bakery. Peeta is at the counter, decorating a cake.

"Hey, Katniss." He greets me with a smile. I take a deep breath.

"Peeta, I'm... I'm..." He stops decorating and looks at me.

"What?"

"I... I think I'm... Pregnant."

There's a silence. I squeeze my eyes shut. Oh, I knew he'd be unhappy. We're not even ready for a baby, and how am I going to-

My thoughts are interrupted when Peeta leaps over the counter and throws his arms around me. There are tears in his eyes. "I'm so happy." He whispers. And that's when I know everything is going to be ok.

7 months later, I am going on a walk with Peeta. I have to go slowly, and I wear a loose dress. Peeta holds my hand protectively, and glances down at my huge tummy. In one sudden movement, he drops to his knees, and gently wraps his arms around me, resting his head on my stomach. And that's when the pain comes.

I drop to my knees, cand clutch at my tummy. "P-Peeta?"

"What? Katniss? What is it?" I clutch at my stomach again an moan.

"Peeta, I think... I think the baby is coming.

Peeta's POV

It's been 5 years since that moment. Now, I'd really like to tell you more, but Katniss is glaring at me, a picnic basket under her arms. In the stroller infront of her lies baby Finn, and Prim is wrapping herself around her legs. I guess I'd better go.

Sincerely, Peeta Mellark, the Boy With The Bread, and Katniss Everdeen, The Girl On Fire.

Hey everyone! Thank you sooo much for reading this. I really hope you liked the ending! I thought it was adorable. Leave a review if you liked it!

And firefoxxe, thanks so much for your support. It was really inspiring, and I guess I'd like to dedicate this chapter to you!

Thanks!

Rachel :)