(A/N) This chapter is going to be really short because I'm having major writer's block right now. Ugh… I hate myself for saying this, but the next chapter will be the last for this fanfiction story. I have finals coming up in about two weeks and really need to study for them and after I finish it, there won't be much to tell. I'll probably do a one-shot/epilogue type thing after I finish with the last chapter. Once my school year is over, I will start writing either a sequel/alternate ending or a version of how I think that Peeniss grew back together after Mockingjay before the epilogue. Let me know what you guys are up for…if you even are reading this story still. Anyone wanna review? –Amateur Blogger

Three Years Later: Katniss' POV

I remember how I felt when I had Jason, my first child. I was scared nearly to death that I couldn't be a good mother to him. Peeta was always there to reassure me.

Peeta was ecstatic when I told him that I was pregnant. I called him at the bakery and told him to rush home immediately and that it was an emergency. He was home like ten minutes later. The look on his face was priceless. He looked like he was expecting me to have a broken bone or something. He started crying when I told him what was really going on. I don't blame him for crying; I already was.

A year after I gave birth to Jason, we welcomed Isabelle into this crazy world. I told Peeta that two was quite enough, but I just couldn't control myself when it came to Peeta. That man has such a way with words and he has a way in bed.

Jason looks like a carbon copy of Peeta. He has his blue eyes and blonde hair.

Isabelle looks like a mixture of Peeta and me. She has my brown hair and the same eyes as Peeta.

Right now, I'm expecting little Shawn to pop out any day now. I hope that he looks like his older brother and his father. Peeta is way more attractive than I am.

Peeta and I picked the name Shawn because we both love that name. Originally, we wanted that to be Shawn's name, but Jason didn't look like a Shawn.

I've been trying to keep off of my feet. Something about this pregnancy is making me feel different, maybe even a little sick.

I didn't have any morning sickness this time so I almost thought that I wasn't having a baby. I only really started to notice that I was pregnant when I began gaining weight in my stomach. I'm at about 36 weeks now, so realistically I should be in labor or about to go into labor. With Isabelle and Jason, I went into labor two weeks before I was due with each of them.

Today I have, hopefully, my last prenatal checkup.

Peeta took Isabelle and Jason out to get something for lunch. I wish that he could come with me, but it's a lot easier to go to the doctors without two little kids running around or crying.

My doctor for my last two pregnancies was Dr. Gold. Sadly, Dr. Gold retired and lives in District 6 with her husband. That hooker!

My new doctor is Dr. Aurelius. I'm kind of scared. Dr. Aurelius' specialty isn't really pregnancy. His specialty is trauma. Unfortunately for me, he is the only doctor left in District 12 so I'm stuck with him. All the other doctors in the District got old and decided to retire.

Ugh, I really have to pee. This is one of the downsides to being pregnant.

Excessive peeing is the only real symptom that I have had this entire pregnancy.

Jason and Isabelle were a lot harder to be pregnant with. I had weird cravings all the time and I was exhausted.

Luckily, Peeta was always there to make me cheese buns, which is what I always craved.

Unfortunately, there is a long wait at the doctor's office today. Just my luck.

About an hour after my appointment was scheduled for, I'm being called into the doctor's room.

Dr. Aurelius tries to have small talk with me, but it's really awkward to talk to someone when their hand is up your lady parts, checking your cervix.

He tells me what I already know: that I should be going into labor any day now. I'm paying this supposedly brilliant doctor to tell me stuff that I already know. Great, all mine and Peeta's hard earned money from the bakery and selling what I hunt from the woods is going to waste.

I would much rather have my old doctor back. Dr. Gold was brilliant. She knew exactly down to the hour what the time would be when I would give birth. She told me every food and activity to avoid because it would hurt the babies. She was the best doctor that I've ever had. After all, she was taught by high end teachers in the Capitol.

Dr. Aurelius has never given me more advice than to not smoke or drink. Obviously, I wouldn't do either. I haven't ever drank or smoke. The only people that really ever do are the ones from the Capitol or Haymitch.

The doctor has me do a blood test just to make sure that everything is going fine and says that he will call me himself or have one of his assistants call me later tonight with the results.

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I'm not really worried about getting these results. Nothing is wrong with me and my baby. Well, maybe there is something wrong with me. I've been sleeping a lot and my feet kill me. I haven't been able to do much, just do little things with the kids.

I haven't gone out hunting since I got pregnant, so there isn't much game coming in. We still buy meat from the local butcher but it doesn't taste as good as fresh meat does.

I would give anything to be out in the woods right now. I miss being in the woods, but I'm happy to be having another child. Of course I'm happy. It's Peeta's child. Who wouldn't want to have Peeta's babies? He's very attractive and I'm very lucky to be his wife.

Who would have thought that a simple girl from the Seam would be married to the baker's son?

I definitely would never have thought it was possible.

Peeta and I just put the kids to bed so we have a little alone time right now. We're lounging on the couch watching the news. I know, it's not very romantic but it's what we're used to doing. It's really hard to be romantic when you're close to nine months pregnant and about to push a child out of your lady parts.

The phone starts to ring but I can't quite get up from the couch to answer it. Getting up is a long, hard process with a huge balloon belly holding you down.

Peeta crosses the room, answers the phone, and then hands it to me.

"It's Dr. Aurelius. He says that he has the test results for you." He doesn't know that I had a blood test done today, but he doesn't sound concerned.

"Hi, Katniss. It's Dr. Aurelius with your test results. Everything came back alright and you should be all set through the rest of your pregnancy. The next time I should see you is when you will be giving birth. Is that alright with you? Any concerns?" Dr. Aurelius sounds so official when he speaks. It's kind of funny.

"No. That sounds alright with me. Hopefully, I'll see you soon. Thanks doctor."

We hang up and then I feel a rush of excitement shoot through me. I could be having my little beautiful boy any day now.

Only, it's not quite just a rush of excitement.

"Peeta, call the hospital. My water just broke."

Looks like little Shawn could be arriving sooner than I thought.

(A/N) I'll post the next (and final) chapter on Thursday. Review this please! Tell me what you want to happen in the last chapter I'm really sorry about how short this one is.