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Epilogue

"Mama, are you okay?" Prue asked from outside the bathroom.

"Yes, sweetie." Katniss called as she hoisted herself up off the floor. "Be right out." She swished some mouthwash around her mouth and then exited the bathroom. She picked her daughter up to rest on her hip. "We need to have a talk." She walked into the living room and sat her down on the couch.

"What kind of talk, Mama?" She asked.

Katniss kneeled down in front of her. "I want to tell you something."

The girl's face brightened. "What?"

"You know how Maggie is Pearl's big sister?"

She nodded.

"Well, what would you think about being like Maggie?"

"Me a big sister?"

"Yeah. Well, you're going to be. Mama is going to have a baby."

Prue smiled. "That's fantastic."

Katniss laughed. "Such a big word such a little girl."

"Daddy told me that word."

"Daddy. Do you think we should tell him about the baby?"

"He might be sad if we don't."

"I'm sure. So, should we go to the bakery?"

"Can I tell him?" She stood up and looked at her mother expectantly. "Please, Mama?"

"Of course, my beautiful little Primrose-Rue." She swung the girl up into her arms and they headed out the door.

Hazelle bent over her garden at the front of her house.

"Hi, Hazelle!" Prue called.

"Hello, Prue." She waved and then turned back to her gardening.

"Mama, can we tell Grandma and Grandpa?"

"When we get home, we can. But Daddy needs to be told first." She put the girl down. "You're getting heavy."

She giggled and ran ahead.

Katniss laughed and ran up behind her, gathering Prue in her arms and tickling her before letting her go. She chased the little girl up to the bakery.

Prue pressed her face to the front window. "Daddy's cakes are so pretty." She said.

"They are." Katniss smoothed her hand over her daughter's dark hair. "But you're prettier."
"Thank you, Mama." She said with a proud smile.

Peeta waved through the window when he noticed them. He opened the door and peeked out. "You only get a cookie if you come inside."

Prue squealed and ran up to her father who swung her up into his arms. He paused to kiss Katniss before going inside. He sat Prue down at the table he used to consult about cakes. He walked behind the counter and plucked three cookies off the tray. He handed one to his daughter and another to his wife and then nibbled his own.

"So what brings my two lovely ladies here this afternoon?" He sat down beside Prue and pulled Katniss into his lap.

"Mama's having a baby." Prue said around a mouthful of cookie.

Peeta's gaze drifted to his wife. "Seriously?"

She nodded. "I know you've wanted it for a while."

"I have. But, I mean, we haven't really been trying."

"Well, we haven't been trying not to." She sat her cookie on the table and cupped his face. "What do you say?"

"When? I mean how far along?"

"Just a couple months." She kissed him.

He smiled. "That's fantastic."

She laughed. "That's what Prue said."

"Did you, now?" He looked at his daughter. "Are you excited?"

She nodded. "Can I have another cookie?"

"Here, eat the rest of mine." Katniss passed her cookie over. "Daddy and I love you very much, Prue. You know that, right?"

She smiled. "I know. I love you, too, Mama. And I love you, Daddy."

Peeta pressed a kiss to Katniss's neck. He whispered. "I love you."

She turned and kissed him.

The bell over the door dinged as it opened and a customer walked in.

She kissed him again before she got off his lap.

"I don't want to go to sleep." Prue protested.

"But you're going to sleep anyway." Her father said. "And you get to sleep in the guest room tonight."

"Because Mama's having the baby upstairs?"

"Yes. In a few hours, you'll have a baby brother."

"Will you wake me up when it happens?"

"Yes, dear, I will. Now close your eyes."

She did.

He started singing, "Deep in the meadow, under the willow."

She was asleep before he was done with the first verse. He kissed her forehead and then hurried back up the stairs to his wife.

"So what is this name you've been keeping to yourself?" Peeta asked as he watched his wife feed their new son.

Katniss smiled at him. "Well, I've known since we learned he was a boy that I wanted to name him for my father. Caleb. But I wanted something good to go with it. I've been playing around with other names to find one that would go with it perfectly."

"So what did you finally come up with?"

"Cinna." She swallowed. "Caleb Cinna. What do you think?"

He smiled and kissed her. "Perfect."

She smiled, "I'm glad you think so."

"We need to wake Prue. She asked me to wake her when he got here."

"Then go get her. He's almost done."

He kissed her again before he got out of the bed.

Prue rubbed her eyes as she walked into the room in front of her father. She climbed up onto the bed and looked over at the baby. She stared at him for a while. He stared back.

"His eyes are like yours, Mama." She breathed. "He's pretty. Can boys be pretty?" she said around a yawn.

"Yes, sweetheart, I believe so." Katniss smoothed down her sleep-mussed hair. "You want to sleep in here the rest of the night?"

"Yes, please." She snuggled down at her mother's side and was instantly back asleep.

Peeta stretched out on her other side. "Is he still awake?"

"Not for much longer. Those little eyelids are drooping." She kissed him. "Sleep, CC. Mama and Daddy are right here when you need us."

Peeta took the boy from her and kissed him. "Just a few feet away, in fact." He placed the boy in the bassinet. He got back in bed beside his wife. "CC, huh?"

"I guess I should have let you pick the nickname since I picked Prue's."

He kissed her. "I don't care. I like it. And Caleb Cinna seemed a bit of a mouthful to Prue when she said it earlier."

"Prue and CC. Our beautiful children."

"Katniss?"

"Hm?"

"You love me. Real or not real?"

"Peeta," she sighed, "I love you so much more every year we're together."

"Real for me, too." He kissed her again. "Rest, sweetheart."

She yawned. Her eyes drifted closed. "We'll call everyone first thing."

"Yeah." He kissed her cheek. "Goodnight."

"Mm."