I opened my eyes and was surprised to see that Peeta wasn't next to me like he usually is. Effie was banging on the door and my head hurt. I stood up and pulled on some clothes, not paying any attention to my stomach and walked out to the dining car. Effie followed behind me. I saw Haymitch at the table, but no Peeta.
"How nice you decided to eat," Haymitch said the second I walked in.
"Where's Peeta?"
"He is asleep still Katniss," Effie told me.
"He never sleeps in," I countered her wanting the truth.
"He said he wasn't feeling that great, but he looked more worried than anything. Now eat."
"No. I'm going to his room. I want to be with him."
I took a roll and walked down the hall to where Peeta's room was. I knocked on the door and then noticed Haymitch behind me.
"We need to talk Sweetheart."
"Okay. But not here," I moved away from Peeta's door and walked into my room with Haymitch then shut the door, "What is it?"
"Is there anything you want to tell me?"
"No, should there be?"
"Well when did Peeta and you do it the first time?"
"I. Am. Not. Talking. About. Mine. And. Peeta's. Sex. Life."
"Fine then tell me this, was it protected?"
"Does it matter?"
"Considering you are going into the games and you need to stay alive."
"No Haymitch, it wasn't," I started crying, "and there's no need to start using one now."
"It's never too late."
"Haymitch, I'm pregnant," I lifted my shirt over my stomach, "About 8 months actually."
"Good job sweetheart," he looked at me, "does Peeta know?"
"He was the first to know."
"Your mom? Prim? Gale? Effie?"
"Yes. Yes. Yes. No."
"You have to tell her."
"Peeta said he would."
"Does Peeta's family know?"
"I have no idea Haymitch! You should ask him!"
"Fine. But I'm going to discuss this with Effie," he said turning to leave. I put my shirt back down unaware I held it up that whole time.
"Don't you dare! Peeta said he is going to tell her. Just please, let him."
"Fine," he walked out and down to his room. I walked back to Peeta's room and knocked again.
"Peeta! Let me in." His door opened within seconds.
"Hey Katniss."
"What's going on? You are not sick."
"I just, I didn't want to go to breakfast."
"So? You didn't have to leave my room."
"Effie would have known we had sex last night."
"What's wrong with that? I'm sure she knows since I pulled you in there last night."
"Katniss could we please not talk about this?"
"Tell. Me."
"There's nothing to tell!"
"Dammit Peeta!"
"Fine. I was just thinking about how far along you are and well, your going to give birth in the games Katniss."
"What?"
"You're going to give..."
"I heard you," my eyes started to sting.
"Katniss, you have to do something. It's too dangerous for you," Peeta's voice broke and he just looked at me.
"I can't," I started crying and Peeta took me into his arms.
"I love you Katniss and I love our child, and we can figure this out together." I nodded, not being able to mange much more.
"We love you too Peeta."