Okay Everlark lovers, this chapter is for you. Writing this chapter was different to the rest, Katniss and Peeta's relationship grows. I hope you enjoy! Please review!

Chapter 21

Katniss's POV

Peeta takes my hand and lead me to the study. He pushes the door open and reveals the painting he had been doing. The background I could recognise anywhere. It was the meadow. Peeta was sitting on a log, beside me with his arm draped around my shoulders. My hands in the picture are in front of me with a little pair of hands playing with mine.

A baby sits on the grass in front of Peeta and me. It must be our baby. All of our faces are smiling. The baby has blue eyes and a small head of brown hair. Peeta is wearing a white shirt with black pants. I am wearing a white long sleeved shirt and a black sleeveless jacket with dark pants. The baby is wearing a white, blue and pink onesie, which looks really cute.

Peeta did this. He has just done our first family portrait. "Peeta, that's…" My hands fall to my stomach. He nods. "I've been visualising what the baby would look like, so thought I could draw a picture of the baby, just to see what I would draw." I look at the picture and then back at him. "Peeta, it's amazing." I smile and run into his embrace. I feel his strong arms around me.

I pull my head away from the cradle of his neck and push my lips to his. My arms wrap around his neck. His arms bring me closer. He picks me up so my feet are no longer on the floor. He starts to walk backwards into the bedroom. His lips are warm and gentle against mine. He spins around and slowly places me onto the bed. He is standing up leaning on top of me.

"Katniss…" He starts to say, before he can finish I put my finger to his lips. I can feel him breathing. "Sshh." I say. "I love you Peeta." I finish. My hand falls from his mouth and grabs hold of his arms which are next to me, as well as my other hand. I push myself into his grip. "I love you too Katniss." He exclaims. His lips fall down to mine. My arms wrap around his back and my hands are placed around his shoulder blades.

He scoops me up us and rolls us onto the bed so I am laying onto him. I break away and we both giggle. I put my lips back to his. I pull him up so we are sitting up. I grab the hem of his shirt and start to pull it up. Peeta pulls away and lifts his arms up. I try to pull it off and then it stops at his head. His hand reaches for the shirt and pulls the shirt off. He chucks the shirt onto the bedside table.

My hands grab his face and pull him back in. His hands grab my waist. I can feel the shirt pulling up. I pull away from him and I put my hands up. He pulls the top off and pulls me back in. My stomach is bare and against his skin.

I feel a kick. I pull back away. "The baby kicked." Peeta explains. "Did you feel it?" I ask. "Yes, I did. Your stomach was right against mine." He chuckles. I giggle. He places his hands on the spot where the baby kicked. "Do you want me to take off the prosthetic?" He ask. He is talking about his leg. "No. Keep it on." I quietly say. I push my lips onto his again.

His hands move from my stomach and onto my waist. He fall down to the bed, pulling me along too. His hands move to my hips. My hands grab his hair. At that moment all I can think is what I said to Caesar Flickerman after we both won the 74th Hunger Games. "I couldn't imagine my life without him." Peeta pulls away for a split second. "Stay with me?" I say. He kisses me again and then says, "Always." Our lips lock together again and we don't say anything else.

Together enjoy our afternoon. When I look at the clock it is 4:30. Peeta and I stay snuggled close together. I can feel the breeze of the air conditioning blowing the sheet. My legs are twinned together with his, one of my hands is placed on my stomach on top of Peeta's. His hand and my hand are holding on his chest while my head is placed on his chest too.

My naked body is against his under the sheet. He kisses my fore head, I smile and close my eyes. I open my eyes back up and lean my head up to his. I give him a few pecks and smile in his face, as he does to me. "What do you want to do now?" He asks. "I just want to stay here with you for a while more." I say. He pulls his arm off of my stomach and places it on my shoulder. "I'm fine with that." He explains. I kiss him again and then put my head back onto his chest.

I sleep for about an hour when I feel a massive kick in my stomach. This one was very powerful. I jump out of Peeta's arms and sit up on the bed with my hands on my stomach. "Oww." I scream. Peeta must have drifted off too, because he is now at my side. "You alright?" He asks with a concerned tone in his voice, as well as a sleepy one. "Baby kicked really hard." I say, with my hands rubbing my stomach.

Peeta places one on my stomach and one on my back. He chuckles. "At least we know he is alive and kicking." He exclaims while chuckling. I can't help myself when I laugh. I turn my head to find his right there. I push my lips to his and we kiss. We stop and I press my fore head to his. "You know, I am hungry. Can we go and get something to eat." I say softly.

He pulls his head away and chuckles again. "What, I can't help it. It's the baby not me." I say whilst smiling like an idiot. "You're always hungry." He says under his laugh. "Stop it." I say laughing as well, I give him a little playful punch in the arm. "Okay. I'll stop. Let's get dressed." He says still chuckling a bit.

He jumps out of the bed buck naked, picking up the quilt on the floor then covering his bits. I can see his bare chest, his abs show up very well. His body is amazing. He looks me in the eyes and glares at me. "What are you staring at?" He asks. I shake my head. "What?" He shakes his head and pulls out some fresh clothes out of the dresser and chucks a few on the bed. "You can put the clothes in the hamper." He says while grinning a lot. I look to the floor to see all of the clothes scattered on the floor. I glare at him. He laughs and walks into the bathroom.

I jump out of the bed with the sheet against my chest keeping my bits covered. I wrap the whole sheet around me and start to pick up all of the clothes. When I have done that I put them in the hamper. I collect the clothes from the bed and walk into the study. When I have put the clothes on I walk out to find Peeta on the bed putting on some shoes.

I pull the sheet after me and I chuck it onto the bed. I walk over to the door and pick up my boots. I walk into the bedroom and grab a pair of socks out of the dresser. I sit on the edge of the bed and put my socks on. I put my foot into the boot and lace it up. I do the same with the other boot. "You ready." I asks me. I push myself off the bed and look at the time, its 6 o'clock. "Yes." I lace my hands into his and we walk out to the cafeteria.

It's busy tonight. The cafeteria is full of citizens of 13 and some I recognise from 12. When we get our food I spot Johanna sitting with Haymitch and Effie on a table. We make our way to the table, when I spot Gale. I look away before he can see me, but knowing my luck he has already seen us. Johanna sees us. "Hey brainless 1 and 2." She calls out. Haymitch and Effie see us as well. "Hey sweetheart." Haymitch greets.

"Hey guys. Can we join you?" Peeta asks. "No." Johanna says sarcastically. "Johanna that is no way to treat others. Please sit." Effie exclaims. I pull the chair out and sit on it. I am sitting next to Peeta and Haymitch. "So sweetheart, are you all ready for tomorrow?" Haymitch asks curiously. I grab a spoon full of the stew and look at it.

"I don't want to talk about it." I say as I put the spoon in my mouth. My body becomes hungrier. I eat as fast as a cheetah on heat. I finish before everyone else.

I then realise something, I am only going tomorrow because I didn't testify against it. I was the one who wanted to proceed with the plan. Everyone else is in their own little chats. I might die tomorrow, and I am the one who allowed it. I am the one who made this happen. I have to get out of here. Now. I push the chair out causing a massive screech.

"Katniss. What are you doing?" I hear from Peeta. I shake my head and run through the cafeteria. I hear faint screeches coming from behind where I was.

I am running far away from everyone I know. I see the elevator but I don't get on. My heart is racing. My body is not up for this. I shouldn't be doing this. I have to though. I have to get away from everyone. I run around to the other side of the elevator and see the staircase. I run down as fast as my body will take me. I have already passed one level. I keep climbing down.

I think I have easily clear 5 levels when I cannot go anymore. I find the closest smallest space I can find. It happens to be in a cleaner's cupboard. I press my hands to my head. I am not going to go. I am only going because of me. I am who they want. I am all they have ever wanted. I never wanted this. I never wanted this life. I just wanted to keep Prim safe and away from the games. I rock back and forth saying the same things over and over again. Eventually I pass out.

I am woken to someone shaking me. "Katniss. Katniss wake up." I hear a familiar voice. Not Peeta's. Not Haymitch's. And definitely not Prim's. Only one person in the world has that voice. Gale.

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