Katniss's P.O.V:

After the wedding, we went on our victory train. Peeta had organized it for us. It had become familiar to me, and in some ways, a little more comforting than just any other train. It wasn't the furniture that made it comfortable, or the gold and glittering décor, but rather the fact that I remember running to Peeta in the early hours of the morning, and needing to be with him.

We had just stepped onto the train and waved goodbye to everyone. I had confetti all over me and I was still in my wedding dress. We were silent, even as all the faces had disappeared behind us. I turned to him and smiled sheepishly, "So…what's on the agenda for the honeymoon?" He shrugged his shoulders and pulled me closer to him, his arms wrapping around my waist as he said, "Well…I'd thought we go and visit somewhere outside Panem." I felt my jaw drop to the floor, "Outside Panem?! Is there an outside of Panem?!"

Peeta grinned, "I know a couple of places. A few secluded islands, that kind of thing." I shook my head in amazement, "How long have you been planning this?" I asked as I raised my eyebrow skeptically. Peeta chuckled, "The last two months. We're headed to district one where President Paylor has organized a private jet for us to take off. I want it to be perfect." I sighed and laid my head against his chest, "It already is," I whispered.

I yawned and Peeta laughed, "Are you tired, Katniss?" I nodded and suddenly the lack of energy hit me, "A little bit." He took my hand and led me to our bedroom at the far end of the train. There was nobody else on board except the train driver. It was nice to not be surrounded by waiters and Haymitch making snide comments, and Effie trying to devise a strategic plan of action or the perfect speech.

As I walked towards the room, I saw candles lit up and in between, were red petals lying all across the wooden floor. I gasped and covered my free hand over my mouth, "Peeta…it's…it's…" he bit his lip and waited, "It's…" I almost wanted to cry. He led me through the petals and when I reached the room, I stood in awe. There were thousands and thousands of bouquets of different kind of flowers spread on every surface of the room. Primroses, lily's, sunflowers, peonies, fuchsia, orchids, tulips, you name it. They were all in various shapes and colors and I shook my head in disbelief, "Surely these aren't all in season?" I asked.

He grinned and shrugged, "One of the people I spoke to last year, when we were helping those who were homeless, told me he invented seeds of any plant that could grow no matter what the conditions. He used to garden and one day he took me to his garden and showed me what was left of it. I gave him money to start it up again. These are from him." I shook my head in wonder and let my fingers trails around every single arrangement, taking in the scent.

I was so lost in the wilderness that I jumped when I saw the screen flicker against the wall. It turned into a painting of a sunset. It wasn't a bright orange, but soft like Peeta had described. I touched the digital image of the painting and whispered, "Did you do this?" He nodded and shrugged, "It's one I remember from our Hunger Games. When you kissed me in the cave…and the sun had been setting right before. When I got home, I immediately painted the image because, even though it was a fake sunset, I got to spend it with you. And it stuck."

I had been watching him this whole time and I didn't know what to think of it. I knew his painting was beautiful-they always were, no matter what he painted. As I stared at him, Peeta became embarrassed and gripped his neck awkwardly as if not sure he had done the right thing here. Peeta was rarely one who lacked confidence, except maybe when it came to me. He murmured, "You don't like it?" And glanced down at his feet. I laughed and shook my head-how could we still be so embarrassed around each other after all of this time?"

I walked up to him and whispered, and it came out throatily, "How did I become so lucky?" I wrapped my hands around his neck and continued, "How did I get so lucky to have you? Haymitch so often told me I was lucky and that I took you for granted. He told me, on countless occasions, "You'll never find another one like him." Peeta was looking at me with a mixture of confusion and disbelief on his face as I continued, "He would tell me that you deserve so much better than me. I agreed with him. How could I, of all people, deserve all this love that you give me when I never asked for it, never wanted it before? You deserve someone who is kind, selfless, and patient, and artistic, and caring, and thoughtful, and…" I struggled for my descriptions of someone who wasn't me-possibly hoping for a last chance for Peeta to realize how wrong he was about me, and giving him the last chance to change his mind, "And…" he was watching me closely as I continued, "And generous, like you, and loyal…yes definitely loyal. And strong. Emotionally strong."

Peeta waited until I was finished and then he whispered, "But I do have someone like that Katniss. You're kind-you came and helped those in need of help even when you didn't want to, that was selfless…and you were selfless in volunteering for your sister and helping Rue; you are patient with me, even though I can be slow at times- I feel like I'm always a thousand steps behind you and in a constant need to catch up, at the very least figuratively; you're artistic with bow and arrows-I could never do that…and it help saved us both, numerous times." here, I couldn't help but laugh and say, "Shooting isn't an art…" but he cut me off by placing a finger over my lips so he could finish.

I felt my blood boil at that mere touch as he continued, "The skill you have should be considered an art. You're thoughtful because even though you can't stand Gale much, you take care of your mother and are trying to mend your relationship with her, which is not something you really want to do; you're generous because you're helping rebuild the capitol. And I have a feeling that with all we've been through, I know there's nobody else in the world I'd rather be loyal to than you. I kind of get the feeling you feel the same way." I nodded and he had looked me in the eyes the entire time he said it, and I remember why I loved him. He could make me feel in a way nobody ever had before and he whispered, "You can't try and chase me away anymore, Mrs. Mellark. I'm here to stay."

The use of my new name sent shivers down my spine and I smashed my lips against his. I couldn't resist anymore. Peeta sighed happily as he whispered while frantically moving his lips to kiss the outskirts of my collar bone, "I love you…Katniss Mellark. More than…you'll ever know." It was a breathless kiss and I felt my blood rushing around in my veins and I felt as though I was going to explode. We'd done this a few times before, but we were still new at it and still tentative and sometimes awkward. But Peeta was always gentle and concerned for my wellbeing. That's how Peeta was- even though he had urges, my well-being came before his own.

Peeta's P.O.V

I lay with my heart racing and Katniss's still, naked form lying beside me, her head on my chest. Before she had passed out, she had whispered, "More than you'll ever know." One thing bothered me about our relationship: she still seemed to doubt how much I loved her, or how worthy she was of my love. I don't know what more I could do to make her convinced. I did everything I possibly could. I had spoken to Mr. Martin about it and he had said that, "People with a lack of self confidence will inevitably find it difficult to be confident in others." I had asked him if she would ever be confident in me and had said, "Only time will tell."
That didn't help me in moments like earlier when she was telling me I shouldn't be with her…trying to convince me that I could do better. As if that were even possible?! I sighed and shook my head. I suppose only time would tell. I glanced at the sleeping angel beside me. From just a glance, you would never be able to tell how strong she was, both mentally and physically. She was beautiful in every single way and I still couldn't really believe that I was lucky enough to call her mine.

A/N: Hi All! Wow it's a long time! I'm so sorry I've completely forgotten about this story! I've been working on two other ones in the mean time and I just saw someone else commenting and asking for more so here it is! I might do a chapter every now and again so keep a lookout for more! Thanks guys!