I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES! Enjoy chapter 12 Okay so Willow's will be in 3rd person, the others in first for their POV. ALSO THANKS FOR ALL THE POSITIVE COMMENTS! I REALLY ENJOY READING THEM!
Epilogue part 1 (Katniss)
Peeta and I have been married officially for 2 weeks. Annie and Finnick have been married for 2 months. Their wedding was simple and beautiful. She wore a beautiful dress that belonged to her mother who died a while back. It was white with lace that covered the whole gown. Finnick never looked any happier on that day, except for the day when he found out that Annie was pregnant. She visits every day and still helps out around the house, although I insist that she doesn't. My mother has been giving her checkups to monitor the baby. She also gives Annie a special tea to help support her and the baby.
My wedding was a little different than Annie's. I wore a white dress with a green bow, since it's my favorite color. I didn't want to be extravagant so it was a quiet and small. We went to the willow where Peeta and I first met and recited our vows there. Peeta's brothers, Finnick and Annie, Mother and Prim, Haymitch and Effie, and a few of Peeta's other friends joined the wedding. I told everyone about first meeting him under the willow tree 8 years ago. He talked about watching me for months before approaching me. Overall, the wedding was all I could ever ask for.
I woke up today with an uneasiness in my stomach. Once I got up from the bed, a huge wave of nausea hit me. I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could and threw up all my dinner from last night. Peeta followed me a few seconds after to hold my hair up.
"Are you okay?" he asks with worry. He rubs my back soothingly and continues to hold my hair until my wretches turn into gags.
"I don't know," I say. He hands me a glass of water. "I probably just got sick or something, you don't need to worry." I reassure him, but I've known for a while. Thankfully this is the first time the morning sickness was in the morning. Usually it hits in the afternoon when Peeta is back at the palace with Finnick. Prim, my mother, Annie, Haymitch, and Willow know my secret, but I'm not ready to tell Peeta. I don't know how he will react because it will be the first time I was pregnant with him around. I try to convince myself to tell him, but I back down every time. I get up and get ready for the day. Peeta stands in the kitchen holding some cheese buns, but once the whiff hits me I run back to the bathroom to throw up again.
"You are very sick," Peeta says, "you should stay home and get better, I have to go, but I'll be home soon." He kisses my forehead and leaves. Willow wakes up a few minutes later. I get her dressed.
"How's my baby brother or sister?" Willow asks. I look at her in the mirror as I brush and braid her hair. She holds her little bag that my mother made for her that holds her pencils for class.
"Fine," I say. "You can't tell Daddy anything yet okay. Pinky promise?" I ask. She grabs my pinky with hers assuring me that she promises. She has been spending a lot of time with Peeta and I don't want her to accidentally spill the beans.
Effie comes by and I let her take Willow. The funny thing is that I have been pregnant longer than Annie, but she's been married longer. Our baby was unexpected, while Finnick and Annie have been trying. We are "Bump Buddies" or will be because it will only be a few months until we both show. Now I worry even more because I have to tell Peeta. He will be happy, I know he will.
He walks in through the door at lunch time. He likes to eat with us, rather than back in his office. "Hey beautiful," he says and kisses me. I just look away. These darn hormones are making me angry for no reason. I think of happy thoughts to calm myself down.
"Hi," I say as I get a cup for tea. He puts his arm around my waist and I turn around.
"Feeling better?" he asks. I shrug and walk out of his grasp to sit down. "Okay what's wrong? What did I do?"
"Nothing, just nothing," I say with an irritated voice. I start to add the sugar to my special tea and drink it as I read Pride and Prejudice for the 5th time. He grabs my book and closes it. "Hey, you lost my page," I whine but he gets up and holds the book over his head, knowing that I can't reach it.
"You will get your book back once you tell me what's wrong," he looks at me with puupy dog eyes.
"Okay," I sigh. "I wake up and I'm sick, I smelled my favorite food in the world and automatically vomited," he looks at me in confusion. "I get mad for no reason then I start to cry."
"Okay so?" he says. He starts to put the book down to where I can reach it.
"Are you really that clueless?" I grab the book out of his hand and start walking away. "I'm pregnant." He runs to me and lifts me in the air without any difficulty.
"Seriously?" he asks. I give him one of my signature scowls.
"No I lie about these things of course I'm pregnant," I tease. He puts me back on the ground and places his hand on my stomach.
"Hey baby," he says. "It's Daddy, I love you so much already. I can't wait to see you." I look at him and he lifts me up again. "Thank you."
3 months later
I wake up with Peeta's hand on my growing bump. Annie and I started showing a few months ago, but I am a lot bigger. This baby feels a million times bigger than Willow when I was 6 months pregnant. My feet are always swollen and my back hurts like crazy. The tea my mother gives me for pain barely helps and I hate everything except chocolate frosting with carrots. Peeta is the ever doting husband who constantly asks how I feel and how the baby is. He even wakes up in the middle of the night to get me a constant supply of carrots and frosting. The baby starts to kick his hand and he wakes up as it's in full throttle. "Hey baby," he says and taps back at the baby. I feel like I swallowed a thousand water balloons.
I wake up and waddle my way out of the room to meet the family for breakfast. Willow is super excited. She always talks to the baby constantly.
"I'm gonna play with you lots," she says. "We can play in the garden, and with dolls, and with Daddy." She loves to touch my belly. Just as she is talking, Annie and Finnick walk in. She looks completely miserable as I do. We are both on "house arrest" we aren't allowed to do work, or climb trees, or anything. Peeta and Finnick came up with all the rules. They stopped every activity I could do and I can't find a single loophole. We just sit on the couch and stare angrily at our husbands.
"Be careful," Peeta says. He kisses the top of my forehead and starts to leave.
"I'm just pregnant I've done it before," I mumble. He turns around and looks at me.
"It's my first time," he says with his puppy dog eyes. "I just want to look out for the little rascal causing you a bunch of trouble." I look away from him to avoid his gaze.
"I bet you guys couldn't handle being pregnant for a day," Annie says. Finnick turns around and races to her.
"Is that a challenge?" he threatens. Annie looks at him in the eyes.
"It's true," she laughs. "You wouldn't even last an hour in my shoes." She starts to whine. "The things women have to do while men just stand and watch." She folds her arms over her chest and Finnick rubs her bump trying to calm her down.
"I would love to be pregnant for the day," Peeta says. "I want to feel how you feel." Annie and I take that challenge happily, and we start to make a "Baby Bump." First we take some wrap around gauze and make a giant balloon shaped bag with cotton balls on the inside for padding. Then we go outside and try to bend and pick up rocks. It is very difficult for us because, being 5 and 6 months pregnant, we can't bend over that well. Once we feel that it's heavy enough we each give one of the boys a "baby" and secure it around their waists.
"Man this is heavy," Finnick starts to complain 15 minutes after putting it on. He rubs his back constantly as he stands and struggles while trying to get up out of a chair. Annie laughs her head off at this sight. "My back hurts so bad and my feet are starting to cramp up."
"See," she is trying to prove her point. "Look at what you do to us. Feel our pain." She gets up and rubs Finnick's shoulders.
"I feel bad Katniss," Peeta says, "I hurt a lot in 15 minutes and you have to carry this for 9 months, and you're a full head shorter than I am. I never thought I would back down but I think I have to." He bends over to rub my back. I finally start to relax as he rubs my lower back.
"Oh no you don't, suck it up for another hour," I say. Both groan after I make the rule change. After another 30 minutes of them wearing the fake bumps, we let them take it off. Immediately after they do, they start to listen to our every command. I tell Peeta to rub my back while Finnick has to rub Annie's feet. We should be pampered for this, I mean, after all it's what we deserve.
"Why don't we go on a walk?" Peeta suggests. I jump on his offer since I haven't been out of the house in so long. Finnick and Annie don't join since her feet are killing her. Peeta puts on my shoes since I can't put them on myself anymore, and we walk out of the house. He grabs my hand and puts his arm around my back to support me.
"I didn't know they weighed that much," he starts to say. I just nod and keep walking around the forest with him. After 15 minutes I have to take a break and he rubs my belly. I love the outdoors and I miss it so much since Peeta has given me strict restrictions. We walk back home and see Willow run outside and jump into Peeta's arms.
"Hey baby girl," he says. She giggles as he raspberries her belly.
"How's the baby?" she asks. Peeta puts her down and she touches the bump to feel the baby kick.
"Big," I say and she looks up at us. We walk inside and Peeta plays tickle monster with Willow. I sit on the table and indulge myself with carrots and chocolate frosting. I deserve the food since I exercised today. Also, Peeta doesn't mind because he wants this baby to come out all chubby and cute. I look around the room and see everything that I could ever imagine. I have my beautiful daughter and my amazing husband and we are one big happy family.