A/N: So so so SO sorry for taking such a long time to update. How long has it been? A month? Two months? I don't know, I lost track of the last time I updated this story.

Sorry if this chapter isn't the best, but I've done SO much writing today that my brain is farting so much. But I had to write this chapter for you guys because I promised I would.

Disclaimer: Again, I do not own The Hunger Games. Wish I did, but all credit goes to Suzanne Collins. I feel like I always forget the disclaimers... oops.

Chapter 25

I wake up feeling Peeta's tender lips on my shoulders.

"Mm..." I mumble happily. "Don't stop."

"She speaks." He teases.

"You stopped." I point out. His lips reconnect with my shoulders. "Better."

"How did you sleep?" He asks after a few minutes.

"Amazing," I tell him.

"Last night, we, um..."

"Yeah," I say. "We did."

"You don't regret it, do you?"

"Why would I regret having sex with my husband?" I ask. He shrugs his shoulders. "It was amazing, Peeta."

"It was," he says. "But we should probably get up now."

"Why?" I ask.

"Because we are leaving for our honeymoon today." He smiles. "Did you forget already."

"No," I answer. "It just slipped my mind."

"Well, we're leaving in an hour. We slept in way too late."

"We have plenty of time," I say, starting to kiss his shoulders, the same way he did to me except going all over.

"As much as I'd love to stay in this bed with you, I really don't want to miss the train. You still have to take a shower."

"Mm..." I moan. "Okay."

I hop out of bed and go into the shower.

"You wanna join me?" I ask seductively.

"I thought you'd never ask," he chuckles.

An hour later Peeta and I are all ready to go. He still hasn't told me where we're going, I'll try to be patient but it's all too exciting.

"Peeta, can you please tell me where we're going?" I beg him as we make our way to the train station.

"No," he says firmly. "It's a surprise."

Once we arrive at the train station we both hop onto our private train. When we get on the memories flood my mind as I immediately realize which train this is. It's the same train we took to and from the first games and during the Victory Tour. The memory instantly brings tears to my eyes.

I'm going on my honeymoon, I'm supposed to be happy, but here I am crying because of the train we're on.

Peeta brings our luggage on and when he looks up he sees where we are.

"Oh no." He says. "I didn't think they were going to put on this train." He looks at me and realizes I'm crying. "I'm so sorry, Kat." He wraps his arms around me to try and comfort me, but I can't help but tremble like crazy. "Do you want me to ask if they can get us a new train."

"No, Peeta, really it's fine." I say. "I just... need to get used to it... again."

"Are you sure?" He asks. "Because I can make them change it right now."

"No, I just want to get there. Changing our train will be too long and complicated."

"Okay..." He says. "But I'm right here if you need me."

I pick up my luggage and take it to the room I used during the first games. Peeta follows closely behind, carrying his own luggage.

It takes a whole day before we reach our destination. The whole time Peeta and I just lied in bed the whole time sleeping and talking and kissing.

We get off the train holding our luggage. I look around for a hint of where we are when my eyes fall on the big sign that reads 'District 4'.

"District 4?" I ask.

"Yeah," he says. "I thought you'd like it."

"I do," I answer. "Where are we going to stay?"

"You'll see,"

"Oh come on," I complain jokingly. "I've already had tons of surprises today!"

"We'll be there before you know it," he says. "We just have to walk there."

The whole walk to our 'secret' destination I am thinking of where we are actually going. My mind fills with the idea of a hotel, but I know Peeta is more romantic than that. I am confused when he starts going towards the woods. Surely there are no houses in there.

Only a few minutes I get a view of a beautiful cottage in the middle of the woods. The cottage is old fashioned, being covered in pink, purple and blue flowers, along with green vines holding up the flowers. Even as it looks old fashioned, it also looks newly built.

"Oh my God!" I gape. "Peeta! It's beautiful!"

"You like it?" He asks, putting the into the door.

"Like it? I love it!" I say ecstatically. He gets the door open and I see the inside is extremely shabby chic and beautiful. Everything about it is so amazingly beautiful. There is so much white and lavender colors. I gasp at how amazing it is.

"How long did you rent it out for?" I ask Peeta.

"Who said anything about renting?" Peeta chuckles.

"Wait, what?" I ask astonished.

"I got this place built before the wedding. It's just a vacation house, but it's yours so we can come here anytime you'd like."

"Oh my God, Peeta! Thank you so much! I love it! I love you!" I throw my arms around him and kiss him all over. "Thank you," I say between kisses. "I love you,"

"I love you too." He says back.

The rest of the night we spend in bed, kissing and talking.

Today was probably one of the best days of my life.

A/N: Again, sorry for the shortness and that it's not that good but I'm exhausted. I did so much writing today. I've literally been at this computer for almost 5 hours just writing up chapters and I feel like I didn't accomplish very much because I was dancing some of the time...

I hope you guys enjoyed anyways.

Next chapter will be ALL about the honeymoon, because I've got to write more about that. :)

BYE!