Sorry for the long time no writing :( I got into a writers block and was downtrodden after that ugly review left by that person who couldn't even leave their screen name.
Special thanks to all of you who pushed me to keep writing and all those who gave me ideas. I hope you like this new chapter, and I plan to this longer by the end of today.
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7 months later... Peeta's P.O.V
Katniss and I are resting beside a tree. She has gotten a lot bigger and she had a nice sized bump.
There are only 8 tributes left. Us, Wiress and Beetie, Finnick, the girl from 3, and both from 2. Katniss has become a huge target since the others found out she was pregnant. We have had to fight off tons of tributes coming after us and had to do more that our fair share of killing.
I have my arm wrapped around her waist and am carefully rubbing the side of her belly; keeping watch while she sleeps. 'How much longer will they drag this game out? What will happen if Katniss goes into labor here in the arena?' I sit and think, taking my other arm and wrap it around her front to meet my other hand; holding her tightly to me.
A few hours later...
I'm woken up from my light sleep by a rustling sound close by. I lift my head up a little, being extra careful not to wake up Katniss. That's when I see them; some of the remaining tributes have formed a temporary alliance to kill Katniss and I.
When I see the other tributes I immediately tense up; prepared to do what ever it takes to protect my unborn child and future wife. They stalk closer and I look out through my barely open eyes, trying to make them believe that I am still asleep. I watch them closely, then act like I'm shifting in my sleep and tighten my grip around Katniss.
They all freeze and wait a while before they prowl closer. As soon as they are within 25 ft of us I use my reflexes ,that I didn't know I had, and grab a knife that was sitting beside me and throw it directly into the heart of the boy from 2. The girls See their fallen comrade and the one from 3 bolts away; while the one from 2 runs straight for me with a knife. I lay Katniss down quickly and grab another knife from our backpack and make swift work of her.
I take a deep breath and turn back to Katniss to see her sitting up in a daze as the cannons sound.
"What happened?" She asks as I bend down and kiss her, wrapping my arms protectively around her.
"They ganged up on us and tried to kill us in our sleep." I explain as if it's completely normal. "The only ones left are: the girl from 3, Wiress and Beetie, and Finnick."
"Ooohh!" Katniss exclaims , her hands flying to her stomach. I look at her with worry clearly written on my face. "What! What's wrong?!"
She laughs and shakes her head. "Nothing silly, I just felt the baby kick and it scared me." I smile brightly and she puts my hand on her stomach to feel our baby kicking.
My grin spreads even farther. "I can't wait to meet you, little one." I exclaim as Katniss kisses me hard.
We're snapped back to reality when we hear something rustling in the bushes nearby. My jaw tenses and I press Katniss tightly to me with one arm; while the other reaches for a knife close by.
Katniss and I breathe a sign of relief when we see Wiress stumble out into the open. She's injured, a large bleeding gash on the right side of her face, and muttering something. Katniss rushes to her side, with me close behind.
"Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock." Wiress says in a dazed, sing-song voice.
"Wiress, what happened?" Katniss asks softly, placing a hand on the side of her face; trying to get Wiress's attention.
The right side of her face is a bloody mess, her eyes are glazed over and staring off at something in the distance. "Tick tock goes the clock!" she sings, giving a strained laugh afterwards.
Katniss and I share a concerned glance, but it's short-lived as Wiress starts dragging us to the beach; keeping a firm hold on our wrists. "Wait!" I say to Wiress as I run to snatch our things; then quickly trot back to them and hand Katniss her bow.
Wiress seems to be on edge and drags us faster to the beach, and we are almost there when Katniss trips on a tree root. Wiress seems not to have noticed and is now leading me into the ocean.
"Katniss!" I shout, shaking my arm free from Wiress's grasp and running back to the jungle to get Katniss.
I'm almost there when I run smack into a force field of some kind; and am thrown back onto the sand.
Terror, worry, and anger are immediately flowing through me as I get up and begin to pound on the force field with my bare hands. Katniss tries to get back to me but see's me pounding on the barrier between us.
She walks up to me and places her hand in front of mine and I cease my useless beating and look at her with tears pricking at my eyes.
She opens her mouth, as if to say something, but then snaps her head to the left; drawing her bow and loading it with and arrow. I look and try to see what she's looking for but then her head begins to look everywhere. She fires many arrows at nothing and eventually sinks to her knees; holding her head in her hands.
It's only then do I see the Jabber Jays sitting in the branches. Taunting her, torturing her, and it makes my blood boil.
"KATNISS!" I scream, slamming my right fist hard on the force field between us, wanting nothing more than to get to her and hold her in my arms. Tears are pouring down my face as I am helpless to get to her and watch as she withers on the ground from whatever she is hearing from those demon birds.
The birds finally go away after about an hour, and so does the force field.
I immediately run to my fiancé and cradle her in my arms as she cries heart wrenching sobs. I sit her in my lap and rest her head on my shoulder as I slowly rock her until she calms down a little.
"They had her." She mumbles, "They had Prim, and Gale, and you, a-and..." She looks up into my eyes, so afraid of what had happened. "You were all screaming my name. Peeta, what if they have Prim and Gale?" Her eyes becoming wet with fresh tears.
I place her head back on my shoulder and pet her hair as she begins to cry again. "Shhh, shhh Katniss. They just made it up to get under your skin." I coo to her as I slowly rock back and forth. "It's going to be ok. We'll be ok."
She utters a surprised squeak and then looks at me. "Peeta, the baby." I place a hand on her stomach and grin as I feel our baby moving aroung. It fills me with happiness to know that he/she is ok.