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-Katniss P.O.V-
Baby Steps
*two weeks later*
Every so often, I sneak a glance at Peeta. He is flipping omelets for Delly, Haymitch, himself, and I. Even though his back is facing me, I can visually see the smile that is plastered on his face, the one that has been there every day since the day I kissed him.
The whole day still runs throughout my mind constantly, pulling my mind out of reality until someone brings me back in. After Delly and Thom came inside, their faces red and lips swollen, I didn't even have to ask what they had done. Considering how Peeta's face looked, as well as myself, they didn't need to ask what we have done either.
Peeta and I have slowly gained each other's trust and friendship over the past two weeks. I have learned that I could have trusted Peeta with anything and he learned that I have more than one side besides the one that hides from everything.
"Katniss? Katniss if you are going to stare at Peeta, try not making it so noticeable." Delly whispers in my ear, once again reminding myself where I am. I realize that when I was thinking about that day, I was still eyeing Peeta.
"My bad," I mumble, feeling my face turn a shade of pink.
The front door opens and slams shut, Haymitch walking into the kitchen and taking a seat. He puts his face between his arms and lays it on the table, groaning, "Turn off the shade and close the sun."
Delly and I laugh at Haymitch and Peeta says, "Maybe if you stopped drinking so much, you wouldn't have such a bad hangover."
"Maybe if you made me something to eat, I wouldn't have the temptation to tackle you to the ground," Haymitch growls.
"Touché," Peeta mumbles, making me grin.
With one last flip of the pan, Peeta places each omelet in a plate and hands them to each of us. While we talk and eat, the telephone rings, making Delly jump. Peeta looks at Delly and nods reassuringly while I stand up and answer the phone, "Hello?"
"Katniss? Well what a surprise!" The person squeals on the other side of the phone. It takes me a moment before I place the voice with a face.
"Annie?" I ask, making sure I am correct.
Haymitch lifts his head when I say her name while he and Peeta look at me in confusion. I wave my hand at them and turn my attention back to the telephone.
"Last time I checked, that was indeed my name. How have you and Peeta been?" I strain my ears to hear her when a baby in the background starts to cry.
"Wait, whose baby is that?" I ask, forgetting her question. Peeta and Haymitch look at me once again in confusion.
"Mine, of course! Hold on one second, I just need to put him in his crib." My mouth drops when she tells me she had her baby. I never knew when she was supposed to have it, but I didn't think it was so soon.
"It's her baby," I mouth to the people watching me. Their eyes widen a bit, but then they go back to normal when I put my attention back towards the telephone.
"Finnick doesn't seem to stop his crying, now-a-days. Say, how about we meet up? I feel like I haven't seen you in a century!"
Unwelcomed tears well up in my eyes when she said her baby's name. "Why don't you come down here, then? I have a spare bedroom that you and…your baby…can use." I catch my voice wavering, but she doesn't seem to notice.
"That would be terrific! I'll leave in three days, does that sound good?"
"Sounds great," I can't seem to come of words now, my mind is still wavering about her baby's name.
Her husband. The father of her baby. The Capitols sex slave. The Tribute. The Victor. My friend.
"Okay so I will see you in four days. I should get going though, if I don't get Finnick to stop crying now, he will never stop. Say bye-bye Finnick!" Annie laughs when Finnick says bye-bye through his crying then hangs up.
"Bye-bye to you too, Finnick," I whisper, though she cannot hear me anymore.
I stand there for I don't know how long with the telephone buzzing in my ear when I feel a gentle hand on my shoulder. I try to make the tears disappear, but they stay in my eyes, awaiting to fall. With a sigh, I turn around and face Peeta.
Peeta's face softens when he sees the tears burning in the back of my eyes. He hesitates but then asks, "Finnick?" I know this is a hard subject to him too, but he doesn't show it. He must have heard what I had said after Annie hung up.
"Annie…Annie named her son Finnick," I whisper, no emotion in my voice.
For once, Peeta seems to be a loss at words. After a minute, he whispers, "I bet he looks just like him."
"Well we'll find out in four days," I say, trying to change the subject, "She's going to stay with me for a few days."
"What if seeing them brings back memories? What if I lose control? Katniss I don't want to hurt them. I don't want to hurt…Finnick." Peeta becomes anxious.
I put my hand on the side of his face, "Peeta, I won't let that happen." I know that I should have said something more reassuring, but I don't know how.
Peeta looks me in the eyes, and now I know that I need to be serious, "You're sure?"
"I'm positive," I say and pull him into a hug.
His arms enfold me, and for a short time, I feel like we are in our own world. But then I remember that Haymitch and Delly are still here, so I let go of Peeta and face them. They are both looking at us, unsure of what to do.
"For once, I would like to eat without feeling the need to vomit," Haymitch comments.
"That could be solved, all you need to do it put down the bottle. Then nausea free." Delly says through eating.
If Peeta or I had said that, we would have gotten a vulgar remark from Haymitch, but with Delly he just says, "I'm sure you're right."
Peeta and I sit down and we all go back to our breakfast. Every few minutes I catch a glance at Peeta who would be looking at me but then hastily brings his head down, as if I wouldn't notice. The old Katniss would glare at him and tell him to stop before I stick an arrow through his head, but the new Katniss kind of likes it.
The new Katniss wants it to last forever.
Sorry for the short chapter, it was a set up for future chapters, and the fact that I have MAJOR writers block.
Could anyone possibly give me suggestions? Thoughts? Ideas? I would truly appreciate it!
I would also appreciate it if I could get to AT LEAST 30 reviews? And at least 40 followers? Sorry for being so needy, I'm being selfish like Tris. *gasp*