Hey everyone! :D Ready for a new chapter? I hope that all of you like the story and sadly it is close to the end. :( This story means a lot to me and I love the two of them together, thank you so much for all of the support-all of you are amazing! Thank you for reading, leaving reviews and everything else. I'll let all of you get to the new chapter, which is showing some of the planning for the big day...

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*~KelsNicole~*

Effie POV:

I stare at my notebook, panic washing through me and I put my head in my hands. Shaking my head, I try to think everything through. The wedding is set to be in two and a half months, what am I supposed to do? Haymitch told me to do whatever I want with the ceremony and reception, but that's not where my mind is. No, my mind is on what he's doing and planning for our honeymoon. An irritated sound escapes from my lips and I look back up, trying to focus on what's in front of me. Why can't I just let this go and focus? Because Haymitch is god knows where, planning our honeymoon and I have no control over it. Can't I get some control over it? Her eyes go back down to her notebook and she finishes up the guest list, smiling and feeling proud of herself for cutting down the list. Haymitch had made it clear that he would feel better with a small gathering of people, so the list went from five hundred people to two hundred and twenty-eight guest and he said that she didn't know how to cut down.

Sitting back, she takes a deep breath and decides to do something that will cheer her up-put on her wedding dress. Every time that she sees herself in the dress, it brings a bright smile to her lips and she forgets about everything else. Quickly, she runs into her room and changes into her dress. Looking at the mirror, the smile starts to form on her lips and she starts twirling around. The woman in the mirror has on a long white dress, with a train that is four feet long, the neckline plunges a little, with lace around it and it is sheer. The sleeves go down to her wrist, a slit going up her arm. Her smile widens as she looks at herself from every angle in the mirror and she nods her head in approval, knowing that she chose the right dress.

"Effie! I'm here and ready to talk about whatever you called me here for," says Haymitch, his voice close. My eyes go wide and I run over to the door, locking it. A second later, he's on the other side turning the door knob and I hear him cuss lightly. "Sweetheart, what are you doing?"

"Um...nothing! I'll be down in a few minutes and we can talk-darn!" I exclaim, almost falling over a pair of shoes that I left on the floor. Haymitch knocks on the door again and I rush over to my open closet, pulling off my dress and throwing something on. Carefully, I hang my wedding dress back up and close the doors. Rushing over to the door, I open it and smile at him. "Hello, are you ready?"

"Are you-" he cuts off and starts cracking up, making me stare at him. Haymitch shakes his head a few times and pulls me into him, kissing me. "You might want to change though..."

"What? Why would I change?" I look down and realize that I'm wearing a nightgown, that is about five or six inches above my knee caps. My eyes go wide and I nod my head, backing away from him. He grabs my hands and pulls me back to him, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I need to go change and then I have to keep planning the wedding, there's so much to do. Madge, Katniss-"

He presses his lips to mine and hard, making me not be able to think. My arms wrap around his neck and I let out a light giggle, when I take a step away from him. Shaking my head, I back into the room and slowly shut the door. His eyes stay locked on me and when the door is fully closed, I smile. Walking over to my closet doors, I pull them open and pull out a white dress that goes down to just past my knee caps and and the straps are thin.

I twirl around and look at myself, making sure that this time I look decent. Smiling and happy with what I chose, I walk over to the door, out into the hallway and down the stairs. Letting out a deep breath I step off the last step, looking around and seeing that everything is in order. Quickly, I walk into the dinning room and see Peeta sitting there, talking to Haymitch. Five light blue boxes are in the center of the table.

"Hello Effie, are you ready to taste a few different wedding cakes? I have the food picked out for your wedding, from the list that you gave to me," says Peeta, with a wide smile. He stands up and Haymitch walks over to me, taking my hand. I sit down and look up at Peeta, who opens the first box. "You two were talking about different ideas for the cake, like a white cake or chocolate, different layers...this is what I came up with."

I take a small paper plate from Peeta with a small piece of cake on it, a light chocolate brown. Slowly, I take a small piece of it on my fork and put it into my mouth, nodding my head. The chocolate is perfect and it taste even more wonderful than I would have ever imagined. Peeta gives us a few more chocolates, a few white pieces and after that he gives us the double layers, asking us which ones are the best for us. I smile at the third one, they are both light and mix perfectly together.

"This one..." I smile at Peeta. "Is perfect."

Haymitch POV:

I look down at the different kinds of napkins that Effie wants the two of us to choose from. A light creamy one-at least that's what she says, a light pink, dark pink, light blue, purple-oh excuse me, I mean violet. Why does she want me to help her? None of this makes sense to me and I don't care what anything looks like, as long as we get married and we're both happy, I'll be fine. She holds up one that she says is burgundy and a dark blue one, asking for my opinion. Deciding that I need something needs to catch my interest, I lean in toward her and press my lips to her's. She giggles and looks into my eyes.

"What was that for?" Her fingers lace through mine and she smiles at me, making me smile. I give a slight shrug and she nods her head. "We'll be married soon and you'll never have to look at this stuff again, I promise. But...I want to know your opinion on this, please?"

"Sweetheart, choose which ever one you like the most. You're better at these kinds of things," I smile and think about how flattery will be on my side. "Go ahead and I'll be there smiling the whole time. This is our wedding and I want it to be special, everything that you dreamed of."

Her eyes are sparkling and I know that I'm off the hook, she'll pick out the napkins. She smiles as she picks up the light pink one and shows me a dark pink tie that will go around it or something, right now all that I'm doing is focusing on what our honeymoon will be like. A wide smile forms on my lips and I think about how excited she'll be when she sees it. Now, to just keep it a secret.

"Why are you smiling? This whole thing is going to be a disaster and you're laughing!" she says, holding up two pictures with white and pink flowers in it. I shake my head and she stares at me. "Are you keeping something from me? You can always tell me about the honeymoon..."

I shake my head and let a light chuckle slip out of my mouth. "Can't do that, sweetheart. You'll just have to wait and see where we're going."

She pouts and I smile wider, knowing that this is going to go on for a while. Effie is used to having control of everything and this is the first thing that she has given anyone full control of anything. This is something that she'll have to get used to. My eyes flicker back to her and she's showing me two other pictures, deciding to just give in, I choose the dark pink ones-of course, Effie pushes the light pink ones and the white tulips toward me.

"Those ones," I say, my voice light and Effie nods her head, happily. Shaking mine, I chuckle and she looks over at me. Her eyes are wide and I smile at her. "You know, we must have the same taste or something..."

"Do you not like these? If not, we can choose different ones..." she says in a light voice. I shake my head and she smiles, putting the two pictures on her notebook and putting the others to the side. "See? This is so much fun and we are getting through it really fast. What do you think about the colors for the chairs? For the ceremony and reception, I think that they should be different."

Smiling I nod my head. "I agree."

"Light blue for you at the ceremony and dark pink for me. Then at the reception, how about light and dark pink or white?" She claps her hands together and smiles at me. "White, a creamy white and we can have pink flowers in the center. Wouldn't that be pretty?"

"Be careful with how many flowers you have there, little Aca might decide to go around and pick a few. She's getting into the grabby stage," I say with a wide smile. That little girl is going to have fun at that wedding and I already saw that Effie wants her as the flower girl-too bad she acts like her mother. My smile grows wider as I picture her throwing the flowers at the guest instead of throwing them up in the air gently and letting them fall to the ground, that's my little Ace. "Acacia, is the flower girl? Right?"

She nods her head and smiles at me. "I can't wait to start working with her on that!"

I nod my head and chuckle, knowing that I'll have to be there for that. That is one thing that I will not miss and it will be the perfect memory. Effie will want to give up and I'll help them, good plan. "She'll do a wonderful job and she's an adorable little girl."

"Imagine the little girl that we could have," says Effie in a happy voice.

Okay, getting towards the end only a little while longer. :( I promise that there will be an epilogue at the end-maybe two chapters for that. :) One showing something that I really want to show and the other showing a little farther ahead, how does that sound? Hope all of you liked it! Thank you for reading and please leave a review!

~The next two chapters will be pre-wedding, but not that far away from the day that they set it for...

PLEASE READ: Most likely there will not be an update next week-but there will be one the following week.