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John's POV

I arrived home a little past midnight, the robbery situation took much longer than expected. I threw my keys on the table and took off my coat, placing it on the couch. I made my way to the room where my wife and I slept, but when I opened the door, she turned to face me before placing a finger over her lips, signaling me to be quiet. I frowned and walked closer to the bed. Then I smiled at the sight that greeted me.

My little girl was curled up next to Ivy who was running her hand through our daughter's chocolate hair. I placed my hand against her cheek, causing her to shut her eyes tightly and stir. My wife soothed her and she stilled, an adorable yawn escaping her lips as she cuddled closer to Ivy. My soft eyes averted to what she held tightly in her hands.

"Is that…?" I began.

Ivy nodded.

"It's the stuffed football you got our baby girl."

A small smile formed in my lips at the memory. I remembered the day Ivy told me she was pregnant. I was so happy to know that we were having a child together, I couldn't have been happier. She informed me when she was three months along, and we went together to find out the gender. To be honest I wanted a girl, and that's exactly what I got. A perfect baby girl.

Many of my teammates teased me about not having a male heir, but as I thought she would, my daughter inherited her football skills from me. I went to the store the day we discovered she was to be a girl, and a toy caught my eye. It was a stuffed football pillow, I bought it without a second thought. I rubbed it against my wife's stomach when she was pregnant and when our daughter was finally born I placed it next to her. Until the age of six months, she liked having it with to her, and apparently even now.

"I hadn't seen it since…" I couldn't finish.

"I know," she whispered. "Katniss needed it."

I nodded.

"What happened?"

"Snow burned the picture I gave her and she burned herself trying to retrieve it," Ivy replied continuing to run her hand through our daughter's hair. "She came here, and fell asleep not too long ago."

My jaw clenched tightly and my fists clenched. "Did he…?"

"She has a bruise on her jaw," my wife whispered gesturing towards it.

I felt as if my blood was boiling, no one touches my baby girl.

"I'll kill him," I said through my teeth. "I'll kill him with my bare hands."

"John, calm down." she whispered harshly. "Katniss needs us. Both of us."

"He's going to end up killing her!" I snapped. "I won't let anyone touch our baby girl!"

She flinched at my tone, and it caused our daughter to stir. Ivy soothed her once again, and she snuggled closer to her. I forced myself to relax a little. I didn't want to wake her up, not when she was cuddled up to Ivy like this.

"I called Cato and Madge," she said. "We're making a report tomorrow."

I nodded my agreement. I wanted to see that bastard behind bars as much as I wanted to kill him. I sat on the edge of the bed, gently caressing my little girl's cheek. This time she didn't pull away, instead nuzzled to my touch and I smiled.

"I'll sleep in the guest room," I said. "You stay here with her."

My wife smiled and leaned forward for a kiss. I chuckled kissed her before softly kissed my daughter's forehead as well. It was barely a ghost of a touch, but it still made her smile. She knew who we were, unconsciously; but she knew who we were.

"We need to tell her," I said softly.

"I know," Ivy replied. "But it isn't time yet."

"Nothing can prepare her for that," I reminded her gently. "The sooner we do it the better."

"I know," she repeated, caressing our daughter's cheek. "I know."

Ivy's POV

Cato and Madge arrived early the next morning. My baby girl was still curled up next to me, sleeping soundly. Her friends entered the room and smiled at us. The boy had looked a little anxious until he saw her for himself, though as soon as he did his whole face lit up. Madge on the other hand was happy to see her friend asleep and safe.

"I don't have the heart to wake her," I whispered softly, smiling down at her. Then serious, "We'll wait till she wakes up to take her to the hospital. I need to do a check up and see how bad the abuse is."

They nodded. "Katniss doesn't like hospitals," Cato informed me. ''She saw someone die there, Mitchell."

"That was Mags' husband," Madge added. "When Katniss was little she went to the hospital and Mitchell passed away that day. She's been traumatized by his death ever since."

I nodded just as Katniss began to stir. Slowly her eye lids fluttered open and it took her a moment to adjust and realize to where she was. She looked over at me and gave me a smile before sitting up. Cato was by her side right away and she leaned against him, still holding the pillow close to her chest while she cuddled into his side. Madge placed a hand on her shoulder and they exchanged a smile.

"What is everyone doing here?" She asked, her voice a little groggy from sleep.

"We're going to put an end to this," Madge stated. "Your dad won't hurt you anymore."

"What?" My daughter asked. Her panic evident in her voice.

"I'm filing a report on child abuse," I informed her. "He can't treat you that way."

"But he'll get mad and he'll-"

"No, he won't," Cato said strongly and firmly, his arms tightening slightly around her. "I won't let him touch you."

"I don't want to go to the hospital," Katniss whispered out of her fear.

"It'll be quick," I reassured. "I need to see what he's done to you."

My daughter snuggled closer to her boyfriend, who wrapped his arms around her, holding her against him. He kissed her temple and let his lips rest upon it as he whispered words of comfort to her. I could tell she was scared; terrified even. But this had to be done, not to mention that I would be requesting a DNA sample to prove she was my daughter.

I had to end this.

Things are finally looking up for Katniss it seems! Does she somehow know Ivy and John are her parents? Or is she still kept in the dark?

Will the report go as planned or will something terrible happen?

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