A year had passed since the incident at the bar, and now Cato and I were in a serious relationship. We had been for the past six months.

I had been in Cato's bathroom for fifteen minutes, holding the pregnancy test, and waiting for the results.

"Chandler…you doing ok?" Cato asked.

"Uh, yeah, fine. I'll be out in a second, Cato." I said shakily. The results began to show. I was pregnant.

I screamed and dropped the test. "HOLY SHIT!" I was hyperventilating, and to make matters worse, Cato ripped the door off its hinges coming to see what was wrong with me.

He knelt down in front of my and held my face, "Breathe, Chand, breathe. What's wrong?" He kissed my forehead. I pointed to the test that was lying on the floor. Tears were streaming down my face, and my breathing was off. He picked it up. "Is it true?"

I nodded, waiting for him to start yelling and cussing. But, shockingly, he smiled and picked me up, laughing. It made me feel better, and I wrapped my arms around him.

"You're not mad?" I asked.

"Why would I be, Chandler?"

I shrugged, "Didn't know if you wanted a kid or not."

He set me down on the floor. "We're keeping her."

"Her?" I asked warily.

"It's better than it." He laughed and kissed me. I kissed him back, my stomach lurching. What about the Academy?

We broke apart.

"What about the Academy?" I asked.

"Fuck the Academy, baby. They can't put a pregnant girl into the Games. It's against the law." Yeah, but they can sure as hell put him into the Games.

7 Months Later at the Reaping

I stood in the crowd, keeping my eyes on Cato. Please not him. I wasn't religious by any means, but right now I was praying that he wouldn't be chosen for this. My eyes turned to Clove, and she smiled. I smiled back at her.

The reaping began. I rubbed the spot where Ezra Jolie Landon was kicking. We had picked the name last night. Clove was to be her godmother.

"And District Two's male tribute will be…" there was a pause and I wanted to throw up, "CATO LANDON!"

"NO! NO! NO! CATO! HE CAN'T GO!" I screamed. Cato reluctantly went up, and the guards held me (the crazy, crying pregnant lady) back from running up there.

"Let me guess, that is your girlfriend?"

Cato nodded, "Yeah, and she's seven months pregnant with my baby girl." He met my crying eyes, "I'm winning it for you two."

"Cato…" I sobbed.

"How touching. And now, the female tribute is… CLOVE ALLISTAIR!"

"Clove!" My voice wasn't working. She glanced back at me, and tried to smile. She had been my best friend since I can remember.

They both looked at me sympathetically.

"I'm sorry." Clove mouthed.

Only one of them would come home, I knew that. "I love you." I mouthed to Cato.

He nodded and a tear streaked down his face, and that made my heart just shatter, and Clove was just flat out crying but she tried to hide it. I put my hand on my stomach where Ezra was kicking, and it just made it all worse knowing that there was a damn good chance that my little girl may never know her Daddy, and one day I might have to explain to her what happened to my Cato.

I ripped out the guards' hands and stormed back to my house after the reaping only just to break down crying all over again when I saw our pictures. Cato coming home was my only hope. I knew that what I had done would be all over the news, but I didn't care. The two people in my life that mattered had been taken away from me.

Next thing I knew, I was shoved in a room with Cato. "You got ten minutes." The guard snapped.

I flung my arms around him. "You can't go." I sobbed.

He held my face in his hands, "Look at me, Chandler, look at me."

I met his eyes.

"I'm coming home no matter what."

"B-but you can't go!" I still insisted.

"Chandler, I love you more than anything on this earth. I'll come home to you, I swear. Ezra will know her Daddy." He pulled me into his chest and rubbed my back.

"I love you." I whispered after a few minutes. He let go of me and kissed me.

"I love you, too, baby."

He knelt down and raised up my shirt and kissed my baby-bump. He stood back up. We held hands for the rest of the time, and Cato gently kissed me.

The guards came and ripped me from him, despite my tears, and put me in a room with Clove.

We hugged each other.

"I'm so sorry." She said, crying as well. "If I don't come home, you tell Ezra that her Aunt Clove is watching over her and that she loved her from the beginning. You're my best friend, Chandler. I'll never, ever forget you."

"No, don't say that. You're coming home!"

"No, Cato needs to come home more than me. You're child needs a father, and you need a husband."

"Clove, you're my best friend."

"I know, and I will always remember that. And, I will always remember the crazy pregnant lady at the market." I laughed. Last month, I had started yelling at some guy who had cut me in line and Clove said I was a crazy pregnant lady and that I would be a very crazy mother, and that she felt bad for my child. "See? That smile, I want to remember that and not you in hysterics. You're the sister that I never had, Chand." She paused. "Oh…and take care of Joshua…I just saw him, and when the guards came…it was the saddest thing ever."

"I swear to you, I will."

The guards came back and led me out.