It's summer. Something about the way Peeta's been acting for the last week is making me very suspicious.
After begging for a while, Mrs. Mellark convinced us to fly the kids out to Paris.
The kids mean every one of them.
Ryan, Rose, Addi, Jillian, Elizabeth, Juliette, Caden, Cody, Ben, Mason, Emma and Olivia.
I was sick to my stomach at the thought but Peeta talked me into it.
We are on a break between seasons so we don't have any cameras here. The season ends when the kids start back in school.
The kids left about two and a half weeks ago. It feels like we're twenty two again and we just started dating and we have no kids. I've forgotten what quiet sounds like.
Still, I wouldn't change the last at all, because everything lead to my life now.
I'm sitting in a bikini on the pool chair and Peeta and sitting behind me. He has been rubbing sunscreen all over me for the past hour. He constantly leans closer, kisses my cheek and rubs sunscreen across my boobs. I can't even count how many times he's dipped his hands into my bikini top.
"I've been keeping something from you." He admits.
I snort. "I know."
He sighs. "I might be going away..." I turn around on the chair.
"Away?" I repeat. He nods and pushes me so I'm laying down and puts my legs around his waist
He starts rubbing my inner thighs.
"I spoke to my dad about opening the bakeries...he said he had his friend going and doing it because he didn't have family or a wife. I would have to do it myself." He leans down and kisses my neck. "That could take a year, maybe two."
His hands on my inner sides move my bikini bottoms aside. I push his hands away before I lose myself completely.
"If someone hears us they're bound to call someone. If we have sex out here, the paparazzi will come overhead. Don't do that."
His eyebrows furrow into a pout and he sighs.
"We can be super quiet." He insists.
"No. We need to talk about this." I reply.
He sighs.
"You can go for a little while..." I mumble.
"I don't know if I want to do this all over. We can do one in New York City, one in Florida and one here in LA and maybe Malibu. That's fair, right?"
"That's much better."
"Good, now, back to what I was doing." He moves my bottoms again.
"No Peeta." I warn.
"You can be in charge." He whispers.
I'm quiet for a while. "Let's go inside."
FINN'S POV
Annie and I are just getting out of the shower when my phone starts vibrating like crazy. I wrap a towel around my waist and pick up the phone. It's Peeta's mother. I quickly press answer.
"Hello?"
"UNCLE FINNY I NEED HELP!" I hear Elizabeth scream. She's sobbing her eyes out.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
I don't get a reply, I just get sobbing. I hear voices and sirens in the background.
"Rose and Addi and Ryan got hit!" She screams. "And Nana and Papa are talking to important people!"
"Hit?" I repeat.
"By a bus! And Mommy and Daddy aren't answering the phone and they're putting Rose and Ryan and Addi in a big car! I want to talk to Mommy and Daddy!"
"Okay, honey, calm down. I'll go get them." I say.
She hangs up.
"Ryan, Rose and Addi got hit by a bus. Kitty and Peet aren't answering."
"Oh my god!" Ann whispers. I pull on a pair of boxers and a shirt and grab my wallet and phone and keys and don't even bother drying myself off. Annie follows me out to the car and I don't follow the speed limit.
KATNISS'S POV
"WAKE UP!" Finn shouts.
"Get out!" I shout back.
"Elizabeth just called me hysterical because Ryan, Rose and Addi got hit by a bus."
I fly up.
"What?"
"Your naked." He says.
"They got hit by a bus?" I repeat, starting to grab random clothes and pulling them on. Peeta does too.
"I didn't talk to an adult but...I hear sirens. She said that Mrs. and Mr. Mellark were talking to important people."
"Paramedics," I say. "That what she calls important people."
"She wants to talk to you and Peeta."
I grab a suit case from the closet and dump my drawers in. Peeta joins me
And Finn pulls out his phone and starts calling people, and literally five minutes later, Rye, Graham, Mom, Dad, Haymitch, Effie, Johanna, and Blight are here. We decide we can just share clothes. I'm on the phone, arguing quickly with the airport and I know I'm really worried and pissed because my voice is drifting from a deep French-American accent to a American Country accent and I'm talking so fast I can hardly even understand myself, and then my voice starts rising do Haymitch takes my phone and calmly explains the situation. Five minutes later he hangs up.
"Let's go."
...8...
We take my escalade and I break the speed limit worse than I ever have, and on the way I call Mrs. Mellark.
"Mommy?" Elizabeth asks.
"Hi honey."
Immediately, she bursts into tears.
I swerve around someone on a motorcycle.
"Mommy they're hurt. They're hurt Mommy."
"I know baby, I know."
"I want to see you!" She sobs. "Where's Daddy? Let me hear him!"
I put it on speaker.
"Elizabeth, honey," I hear Mrs. Mellark in the background.
"It's Mommy Nana!"
"Let me talk to hear!" I hear Jillian scream.
"Shhh!" Someone shushes. "You're in a hospital!" Mrs. Mellark says.
"Let me talk to her!" Cody screams.
I hear all of my kids, and Ben and Mason trying to get on the phone and then I hear a loud bang and then the line goes dead.
I press on the gas harder.
Someone is actually waiting outside for us.
From the time we called the airport to the ten minutes it took us to get to the airport, the news is out that our kids got hit and right when we get out, we are swarmed by paparazzi.
Someone is there waiting for the keys. I hand them to him and thank him and lug our luggage inside.
Once we're enclosed in the plane I realize how long of a plane ride this is going to be.