When I awoke the next morning, Peeta was already the shower. I slipped from the bed and pulled off my tanktop and panties. I then quietly slid in the shower.
"Hey, baker." I put my arms on his wet, bare chest and pulled him closer.
"Hey, hunter." I kiss all down his body. He does the same with me, adding extra kisses on my stomach.
He presses his head to mine with little mutters of "i love yous"
We went down stairs to eat breakfast. We ate bacon, and toast. We kissed goodbye. I did a little cleaning and took a nap. I heard Peeta walk in and listened to him talking to the doctor.
"But Dr. Eade, what if I lash out at her and hurt her or the baby. I couldn't live with myself. Alright, Doc. Thanks." I yawn loudly. Peeta walks over to me.
"Hey, Kat. How's it going?"
"Great, sugar muffin. What about you?"
"Great, cupcake." He snuggles me and I run my hand through his ashy blonde hair.
"I love you. So much."
"Right back atcha, Kat." We eat dinner. Tonight we had roast, mashed poatoes, and bread. Then we went to sleep. It was like any other day. Until I heard a crash. I sat up frantically looking for Peeta in bed. He wasn't there. Oh no, I think.
"Katniss... go... before... you mutt! You're going to kill our child! Just like you did my family!" he shouts. Oh no.
He lunges at me and I dodge just in time.
"Peeta! Calm down! Think of the beach! When you gave that pearl to me, Peeta!" He calms enough to sit down but he is still screaming.
"Are you, are you coming to the tree? Where the dead man called out for his love to flee?"
No good.
"Strange things did happen there. No stranger would it be, if we met up at midnight in the hanging tree."
His fist swings and hits me in the eyebrow. Warm blood flows down my face. "MUTT! MUTT!"
"Are you, are you coming to the tree? Where I told you to run so we'd both be free?"
His arms stop flailing but he is still screaming. I skip a few lines.
"Are you, are you coming to the tree? Wear a necklace of rope side by side with me?"
No he is just whimpering so I sing another song
"Down in the valley, valley so low, hang your head and hear the wind blow."
Peeta has broke his episode. He sees my face and goes, "Oh God. Oh God, Katniss." He's crying now. "Katniss, are you ok? Are you ok?" I tell him yes a million times before he stops asking if I am ok. "Did I... did I hit... your stomach?" Once I tell him no he sighs in relief.
"Katniss, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you. I'm sorry. But, Mutt Peeta, he... he.. I'm so sorry." His body rocks with sobs. We get my face cleaned up and bandaged. I let him do it. Then we go back to bed, but we don't sleep. We talk of the future.
"I love you, Katniss. Don't you dare believe Mutt Peeta. I love you with everything and I love our baby just as much."
"I love you, too, Peeta."