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This is a weird chapter, I don't think it's written very well either sorry :/

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"It's a girl and a boy."

"I'm gonna have a son!" Peeta yelled in delight.

I kept playing the memory over and over again in my head. I'm 6 months pregnant, with his kids and I've never seen him happier. All he does is hang around us all the time, which I Iike but can get annoying at times. I know he's worried about me, thinks I won't be able to handle having one baby then doing it all over again 5 months later.

By now it's obvious there is a 'baby mockingjay' on the way so Peeta wants to start confirming it. I said I didn't want to, in case it was the star crossed lovers all over again. I want our baby's lives to be private, not like the past years of mine where cameras waited and watched me everywhere and anywhere.

There's a small, light screeching noise coming from Peetas side of the bed. Finally the alarm had gone off to wake Peeta for work. I'm not normally up before him but there was something bugging me. I've laid here and stared at my bare stomach for half an hour. He rolled over and saw my eyes open, staring. Instantly he sat up and asked,

"What is it? What's wrong? Is it the babies?"

"No Peeta," I explained, "I'm fine, and they're fine."

"What is it?"

"Nothing." I said because I wasn't sure what was bothering me in the first place.

"Ok." He said before leaning in and capturing my attention by forcing his lips onto mine.

He retreated quickly with a mischievous look in his eyes when he stared at me. I wasn't sure what he was getting at. There's no way he could find anything attractive about me now I'm the size of a wild bull.

"You sure you're-" he started but I interrupted him by returning the kiss. "Ok," he continued, "How are my angels?"

"Craving some of your cheese buns." I said, hinting that it's breakfast time.

Peeta chuckle and placed a light kiss on my forehead before getting up and heading towards the door. He slept with his mechanic leg on now because of the time it took to put it on in the mornings. Part of me things he's worried that I'll go into early labour and he'll need to run me to the hospital.

Then I started laughing, "Hey Peeta," I said before he left the room.

"Yes Katniss."

"You might wanna but on some trousers before you go down stairs in your tight underwear."

He glanced down while I kept chuckling to myself. He smiled and came up to my side of the bed, gave me a passionate kiss, then put his pyjama trousers on. When he left I got up out of bed and realised I only had underwear on also. Quickly I went to get my shorts out the bathroom. Suddenly I found myself stop in front of the mirror. I stared into the mirror and didn't get grossed out by my reflection for the first time since I got pregnant. Staring at my stomach it was clear that they were 'angles' as Peeta said. Beautiful, gifted angels.

After a while I carried on into the bathroom and put on my shorts. When I left to get a top Peeta walked in. I carried on, ignoring his presence. Carefully he snuck up behind me and gave me a long hug. I unhooked his arms from around me and guided him towards the mirror. We stood in front of the mirror and I stared into his eyes, all I could see was confusion in his.

"You deserve to see your angels." I explained.

"I love you so much." Peeta breathed into my hair.

"I love you too. Me and the angels."

"You look beautiful."

Once again Peeta has silenced me. I don't think there was anything to say at that moment. Peeta always had a way with words that I lacked and it annoyed me at times, but in this instance it didn't. He slowly started planting kisses all down my neck then arm.

"You're gonna be late."

"It doesn't matter." He said while grabbing my waist tight and pulling me into him.

I closed the gap between us and knew it was wrong. Peeta has never opened the Bakery late, he was always on time. I didn't want to be the reason for him being late. So I pulled away and said,

"No-" but he stopped me with another kiss. "Peeta-" I tried but his lips crashed on mine again. "Stop-" but it didn't work. He kissed and kissed and kissed me.

Suddenly he picked me up and cradled me. He walked over still with our lips touching but not kissing like before. He laid me down on the bed and then we parted. He stood before me and gazed deeply into my eyes. Normally we would hug if he did a 'romantic chestier' he liked to call it, but now I was too fat to barely hug from the front.

"Peeta, your gonna be really late." I told him.

He smiled and said, "I don't care, if it means spending more time with my angels."

"Well I care," I said whilst pushing him up before he leaned close enough to shut me up. "Go."

"But-" he started and I cut him off with a kiss that got even more passionate. Once I pated I whispered in his ear,

"Go, I'll see you tonight to continue."

Then he whispered back a message and finally left.

The phone rang so I rushed downstairs after Peeta to answer it. The caller ID said from district 4. There was only a limited amount of people it could be; Anne, Soldiers, mom. Oh my god mom. I haven't spoken to her since she left. I always thought she didn't want to talk. It rang and rang, but I didn't have the courage to answer. I left it ringing there while my hands ran up and down my stomach that held my angels, and dreading who I will find on the other end of the cable.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

A little cheesy I know.

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