I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors, sometimes I don't catch them.
Peeta POV
"No coffee! That drenching black stuff!" Effie wiped her purple skirt before she sat down, "I would prefer tea Katniss dear." Katniss scowls. I smile and resist the urge to laugh. Effie stares at her nails, inspecting them in deep thought. I look over at Katniss who is opening drawers trying to find the tea.
"Katniss!" Both Katniss and Effie turn their attention to me while I stand there looking like an idiot in panic. I walk over to the kitchen and open up a cabinet, "The tea is in here."
She gives me a skeptical look, "Okay?" I put on a innocent smile and back up. On my way out I manage to close the drawer she was half opening. The seeds were in there, for the flowers. I was planning on planting them when spring came. I would have to find a better place to hide it.
Effie puts her hand over her heart, or where her pink flower is resting over her chest.
"Peeta, no need to give us a scare." Effie expresses, "Katniss I'm ready for my tea now!" Katniss rolls her eyes and comes to Effie. She sets the tea down, "I am not your servant."
"She is our guest Katniss!" I tease, and I get a push on the arm for that.
"Guest? You plan on staying here?" Katniss's face says, I think I'll die if she stays a minute longer.
"Well of course! I won't be staying with Haymitch!"
"Come on Katniss she needs a place to stay!" I like Effie more than Katniss does, she brings pure entertainment.
Katniss gives me a glare and turns it to Effie who is now standing and pushing in her chair.
"And you are here because?" Katniss asks.
"Oh it's so exciting!" She scurries over a short distance to Katniss and I. Effie puts one hand on my shoulder and another on Katniss's, "They are going to interview you!"
"WHAT?" we say in unison.
"Who? W-Why?" Katniss pulls away and hangs on to my arm.
Effie puts on a big smile, "Paylor sent a crew from the capitol to help you get ready! It will be here in district 12."
"Why would she want us to be interviewed?" I ask. I didn't want to be in front of a camera again.
Effie shrugs and turns he gaze to me, "Portia didn't come all this way to have you be pessimistic about this!"
Katniss tenses up against me, "How long will you be here?"
Effie picks up her tea and takes a sip before saying, "I was hoping to stay for Christmas! Maybe even for the wedding!" She looks at us, searching for clarification.
"How did you-?" Katniss starts but Effie holds her bony finger up to silence her.
"Don't worry nobody else in the Capitol knows, Haymitch told me over the phone."
I was surprised Haymitch ever called Effie, or the other way around. Katniss rolls her eyes, "That's not polite," Effie glares her down.
Katniss POV
I cling onto Peeta's arm, the warmth of him somewhat calming me down.
"You can stay in Peeta's house." Peeta doesn't protest.
I slide under the covers of the bed and look at Peeta who is leaning against the dresser looking at the ceiling.
"We can refuse to do it, you know."
His gaze goes from the ceiling to my eyes, "I just want to know why Paylor wants us to do it, somebody needs to explain."
"Let's just go to bed Peeta, I am too tired to think about any of this." He nods and slides into bed next to me, automatically filling the air with the scent of fresh lavender from the shower he took. He kisses me on the top of my head then wraps his muscular arms around my waist.
Before I fall asleep I think about Paylor, what her plans were, she wasn't a bad person? Was she?
Brown hair, like mine, blue eyes like his. I smile at the sight of her. Her plain brown dress might have been boring, but she made it lively, beautiful. He comes up next to me and puts a hand on her shoulder, he smiles, a sad smile.
She stood next to all the other kids, who's eyes were grey, which made her stand out. And then they said it, her name was called. She was going to be another piece in their games.
"No!" her head flung around to the sight of me and Peeta with distressed faces, he pulled me back a bit. "NO!" She wasn't going to go through what I went through. "Katniss," Peeta holds me around my waist, keeping me from running forward.
"Katniss!" my eyes fling open and I see Peeta's hands on my shoulders, as if he were shaking me. My shirt is clinging to the sweat on my body and salty tears are filling my mouth.
"It's okay Katniss, it's okay." Peeta pulls me in close to his chest, cradling me right to left.
"She was chosen Peeta! She was going to go into the games, and she was going to die!"
He rubs my back, "Katniss, who?"
I stifles a whimper, "Our daughter."
I feel his arms tense around me for a moment. He pushes me back slightly and wipes away a couple of my tears before placing both his hands on my shoulders.
"They're gone Katniss. Do you understand that? The games are gone, and they won't be back!"
"How can you be so sure?"
"Paylor isn't a cruel person like President Snow was," he soothes, "Our children will not be reaped."
He said will. As if he knew we were going to have children, as if he thought he knew.
"You are right, they won't, because they will never be born." The words are cruel, but true.
He removes his hands from my shoulders and lays back down. I lay facing him.
"I'm sorry," I couldn't give Peeta what he wanted most, a family. "I understand if you want to leave me," I tell him honestly.
His face strikes with horror, "Katniss it doesn't matter to me, I just need you."
I smile and inch closer to him. I place a gentle kiss on his lips, "I love you."
"I love you to," He smiles and then closes his eyes. I believed him, mostly. I think kids did matter to him, and it hurt me to think he wouldn't get that.
5 days passed quickly. Christmas was only 2 days away, and the interview was in 1.
A knock came on our door. I look at Peeta hopefully. It had been several people today. First Haymitch, to retrieve some of his much loved alcohol. Then Effie, to remind us about our interview tomorrow.
I look through the eyehole in the window, and mixed in with the white snow, was blazing orange hair. I unlock the door and feel Peeta's presence behind me.
"Annie!" A giant smile appears on all of our faces. Annie steps into the house, holding little Finn in one hand and hugging me with the other. She gives Peeta a hug to. I close the door and show Annie where to put her shoes and small bag. After, I lead her to the living area and sit down next to her on a couch. Peeta takes the couch across from us.
Annie uncovers the blanket a bit more so we can his face. Peeta leans in closer to get a look. She was right, he did look like Finnick. His eyes shined and centered on Annie, he held onto her pointer finger tightly with his small hand.
"He's beautiful Annie," Says Peeta, admiring the small face. I nod in agreement. Finn opens his mouth in a yawn.
" He is tired," Annie says.
"We borrowed a crib, it's in the guest room." I say standing. I lead her to the guest room where she puts Finn down into the crib and sings him a little lullaby. I stare in astonishment as he drifts to sleep, "I hope he doesn't wake up crying later, I would hate for him to wake you," Annie whispers. After I close the door quietly I start walking with Annie back to the dining room, "It's no problem," I say, "I don't think I'll be getting much sleep tonight anyways." I shrug and sit down at the table.
Annie takes a seat, "You poor thing, having to do an interview when you have been through enough already." Peeta comes in from the kitchen and sets some hot tea in front of her.
"I agree. I don't get the point of it." Peeta responds to Annie and leans back against his chair next to me.
"I want to get away from the capitol," I say.
"Trust me," says Annie, "I know. I'm going to tell you guys a secret, I don't trust Paylor."
"Why not?" Peeta asks. Annie is about to answer but Peeta cuts her off, he places his hand over mine, "Never mind, let's switch the subject." Annie shrugs. I wanted to know why. I would have to ask her later.
Annie yawns, "I am sorry to be so tired, but I think I must join Finn in sleeping. You guys have been very kind, " she gets up and pushes her chair in, as do we.
"Goodnight Annie." Peeta gives her a quick hug before heading upstairs. Annie takes both my hands and smiles, "It is so nice to see you again."
I smile back, "You too."
That night I couldn't sleep, the thought of this interview was bugging me. I would just have to wait and see.
My eyes fling open to the sound of a knock at the door.
"I'll get it." Peeta rubs his eyes and makes his way downstairs to open the door. I stay put, not able to get up. The few hours of sleep I got were not enough. A annoying voice came from downstairs, "Today is a big big day!"
Sorry that not too much happened in this chapter but my next one will be very good. I hope you liked it and your reviews are amazing so thank you so much! Any suggestions are welcome! My story is a lot of plot and action, and I am sorry If it is missing it's descriptive factor. Once again I DO NOT own the Hunger Games, but Suzanne Collins (GENIUS) does. Xoxo Michelle