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Chapter 12- Making memories.

Peeta-

Days passed, and I could feel my relationship with Katniss develop.

We made a sort of routine.

Every day we would wake up at around nine thirty, this took me a while to adapt to since I was used to waking up around seven.

We would have breakfast, go for a walk, spend time outside, have lunch and then head towards the town square, to see if we could help out with anything.

We so far have helped build a couple of houses and a few shops.

We also got to see who has come back to district twelve and it was great to see more than three hundred adults and children were back here.

I decided I would reconstruct the bakery, and run it myself.

It's not done yet since it needs painting on the inside and out, and I need to figure out what furniture I wanted.

Katniss didn't always help me at the bakery, so she'll wander around twelve seeing where she is needed.

The butcher's shop has been rebuilt completely, so Katniss is co-working with them, she'll hunt and trade the game for money.

She's quite happy with her job.

At around six thirty in the evening we would go back to Katniss' house, where we have dinner and then watch TV with Buttercup near the fireplace.

One day when we were about to sit down and relax, we heard a knock on the door.

I got up and went to see who it was and I found myself face to face with a pair of green eyes ; Navy.

"Hey Peeta!" She said as she made her way inside.

Navy has been coming here a lot lately, she and Katniss are actually getting along now; I'd say they're even becoming friends.

So after Navy stepped inside I realized she had something in her hands.

"What's that?" I asked signaling to the box she had in her grasp, as I followed her towards the living room.

"Something" she told me.

"Hi Katniss" Navy said as Katniss got up from the couch to greet her with a hug.

"Hello there Navy."

I just loved seeing them get along.

After we all had mugs of hot chocolate in our hands, and were situated around the fire, Navy spoke up

"Okay, so, I was browsing at the new library, and I came across this remarkable sketch book, and the pages are blank and I decided you guys had to have it" she then handed the box to Katniss who was nearest to her.

Katniss and I were on the sofa and Navy was on the recliner.

Katniss opened the lid and I tore away the wrapping paper.

Inside was a large sketch book, the top was cream-colored with miniature swirl designs at the borders.

We both looked at each other speechless, but then smiled at Navy and said our thanks.

She seemed quite pleased with herself.

After watching some interviews by Ceaser Flickerman, Navy, went home.

As I was climbing in bed that night I asked Katniss what she thought about Navy's gift.

She paused for a moment and said "I don't know really. What do you want to do with it?"

"Well-." I stared but then she interrupted

"I know!" She said slamming her hand on the bed.

"Let's make a memory book."

I looked at her and raised an eyebrow uncomprehending what she meant.

"A memory book Peeta! Where we can honor and remember everyone who died. We can add Prim, Finnick, Rue, and Wiress" and she continued listing people, and I couldn't help feeling horrible.

"My family" I said and she nodded.

I started to get those bad feelings again so I asked if she could bring me my pills.

Then she reached her hand in her drawer and pulled out a container that kept the small capsules, and an unopened water bottle.

I had no time to question her so I just took the damn thing and closed my eyes while I rested my head against the head-board of the bed.

When she took my hand I got goose bumps.

She held on to it the entire time and it was pleasant because I had something to keep me anchored to the real world, something that makes me want to stay sane.

The episode came and went quite quickly.

When my thoughts were clearing up I glanced at Katniss and her eyes were slowly closing and then opening quickly, repeatedly.

She was trying hard not to fall asleep.

"You can sleep you know, I'm pretty sure I'm not going to kill you while you're doing so."

She looked up at me and I saw a glint of alarm in her eyes.

I hated that, I don't want her to be scared of me, because it makes me feel like a monster, a beast that's going hurt her, and I didn't want that.

"Hey, don't be afraid Katniss, really, I need you to trust me not fear me."

With that she kissed me, cuddled up against me and fell asleep.

I hoped this meant she trusted me, it sure felt like it.

I played with her hair for a while and thought about the book, and about how it was a really great idea Katniss had.

I could draw the aspects and Katniss could write a little description about that person.

I had a feeling that the book is going to be harder to make than it seems.

Katniss will probably cry, but I, on the other hand, have to try to keep myself calm.

I fell asleep to the memory of us retouching Katniss' family book about edible plants and herbs and plants with medical uses.

The next morning after breakfast we got right to creating it.

The first page read, in Katniss neat cursive letters,

Our Memory Book

And under

This book belongs to Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark.

And after that, the date.

I smiled at the sight if our names together.

I fought the urge of acting like a 14-year-old girl and drawing a heart around our names.

"Maybe we can get Haymitch to do this with us." she said.

I rolled my eyes.

The first page was dedicated to Prim and only Prim.

I drew her pale skin, her blue eyes, and her soft blond hair.

I colored her pink cheeks and lips to perfection.

When I was finished, Katniss stroked her paper cheek longingly.

I wrapped an arm around her and kissed her cheek.

She didn't cry though, she just had a very unhappy look in her eyes.

I then moved on to drawing Cinna and his gold eyeliner that matched the gold flecks in his green eyes.

After that, I drew Finnick, with his see green eyes and handsome features.

We stopped there though.

Katniss and I were both weeping by then, but we found comfort in each other's arms.

It took all my will power to keep myself under control for Katniss's sake.

She was in no condition to have to deal with me losing my sense.

Katniss wrote some very sweet things about these people, she wrote about their best qualities, talents and even her favorite thing about them.

I just couldn't help thinking about why bad things happen to such good people.

Why them? What did they do wrong?

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Finnick left an unborn child fatherless.

Cinna's death was the world's loss, to lose such pure talent, creativity and kindness, and Prim, Prim left a sister who loved her, alone, with an empty feeling I think no one will ever be able to fill.

Primrose had her whole life ahead of her.

My family left me alone also.

Death was very cruel, but I guess we just have to learn to deal with it.

"Let's go for a walk." I suggested after wrapping the book back in its box.

Katniss nodded and took my hand as she got up.

Hand in hand we made our way to the woods once again.

We sat under a pine side by side, staring in to nothingness, not speaking to each other.

That's when Katniss's hand crawled towards mine and laced her fingers with my own.

"We're all we have." She told me.

I tried to find her eyes but she wouldn't let me.

"We've got each other." I said in agreement.

That's when we probably both realized how very on your own we are in this terrifying world.

Just a pair of kids, some would say.

It was true though.

I have her and she has me.

That's it.

No one else, no Navy, no Gale.

Us.

"I miss them Peeta" she said to me as she scooted in to my arms.

She sat in front of me as I wrapped my arms around her and let my hands rest in her lap.

She leaned against me and I instantly felt all right, as sadness, guilt, and anger was drained out of my body.

"Katniss?" I said.

"Yeah." She said in response.

I knew it wasn't at all the right time to ask, but I had a tiny voice in the back of my head saying it was.

"I love you, I'm sure you know that." She turned her head to look at me, raised an eyebrow and nodded.

I stared in to her gray eyes as I recited the next question "Well, I wanted to know, if you wanted to... Be my girlfriend, like, for real, on our own terms. Do you?"

She signed and smiled a cocky smile.

"It took you long enough" she said.

That's when our lips met and it felt just right.