As soon as we got to the hospital wing, Prim ran in, requesting an ultrasound. They got it immediately; no one could ever deny little Primrose anything. We got whisked away into a room and Katniss was told to lie down on a table and pull down her pants. A woman with light-blue tinted skin came in and introduced herself as Hurricane. She put some sort of jelly on Katniss' stomach and focused on the screen in front of her. 'And here is the baby's head, and that's an arm… a leg and here's the crotch. Are you sure you want to know what it is?' she asked no one in particular, not taking her eyes off the screen 'yes.' Prim said, before anyone else cold answer. I took Katniss' hand and pressed it against my lips; she turned her head to me and smiled, then turned her head back.
I knew Katniss would want a boy, with my hair and eyes, but her fire. She had told me about dreams of our little boy in the games and even before that. That was when I knew she loved me, even though she still hasn't said it. She would whisper my name in her sleep, and when she had nightmares, I was the only one who could comfort her. But I wanted a girl, with Katniss' long dark hair and dark eyes, who could bake and hunt, was calm and collected but so capable in arguments that no one would start one with her anyway. I wanted a girl.
'And the baby is… oh, er well, the baby is… I'll just go and get the doctor, please excuse me' the woman left, then returned. She was just within earshot for the last part of the conversation which was 'has anencephaly'. Primrose gasped so as soon as the doctor walked in, Katniss grabbed his wrist and demanded 'what's wrong with my baby?' he looked down at her 'now, there's nothing wrong, we just need to take a better look at it' she was listening carefully to every word and nodded, trying her best to relax again. She looked at me and I tried my best to muster a smile.
The Doctor rooted around for a while, checking and re-checking the scanner and the baby, making sure he got everything absolutely correct. Finally he turned to us, smiling. 'Everything is perfectly fine with her; the nurse just thought there was something wrong because there was a darker patch where the head should be, but that's just because you're already locked and loaded!'
After that we returned to our apartment and Katniss asked me to cook for her, but before she could sit down she suddenly said 'we never found out what it is!' Prim and I chuckled 'yes he did, you just weren't listening, silly' Katniss shook her head, but sat down anyway 'he said 'everything is perfectly fine with her'!' Prim told her. Katniss looked up at me, unsure whether to believe her or not 'it's true, sweet' I told her and her eyes immediately began to fill with tears. 'Hey, don't cry. We're having a girl! Now I know you wanted a boy but we can always try again and again until we get a boy. Or who knows, the capitol may have some fancy new thing out where you can chose if you get a boy or a girl, and that would be cool. Ok? So no crying sweetie, crying isn't allowed.' She sniffed and looked up at me, I pulled her up into a hug and then she waddled off into the bedroom.
I decided to cook a cake. Our apartment was the only one fitted with a kitchen; our apartment was like a bungalow. They had to give the best to their Mockingjay and the boy with the bread, no one would have it any other way. Her mother, Primrose and Buttercup got the room opposite ours; it was nice, but not as good as ours. And so far, Prim hadn't even bothered to check it out and seemed pretty comfortable with the guest room, which was going to be the baby's room once it was here, but they can always find a way to add another room on. I like having Prim here anyway, it seems to have clamed Katniss slightly, knowing that she's alive and having her here with us. Besides, she can tell me what herbs will taste good in my cooking.
The next morning I woke up to find Katniss sitting at the table, with half the cake missing. She saw me, looked down at the cake then- through all the cake already in her mouth said 'I didn't eat that' spewing crumbs everywhere. I smiled, brushing most of the crumbs from the table into my hand 'It's okay, you're eating for two anyway.' Prim came out of her room, in pyjamas which looked a little too big for her, they must have been Katniss'. 'Cake for breakfast?' she asked, perking up when she saw her sister stuffing her face 'nope, all for me!' Katniss said through another mouthful, picking up the plate and trying to run across the room so Primrose couldn't get any. 'Hey, that's not fair!' Prim said, sticking out her bottom lip and crossing her arms 'Prim, come over here and we can make cupcakes just for us, and ours will still be warm so they will be better' I said, winking at her.
Half way through helping her bake the cakes, I caught Katniss' eye, she was smiling at both of us, but stopped as soon as she realised I was watching her, and she went back to finishing off what was left of the cake.