Well I wasn't expecting to update this fast but the idea had been playing in my mind and I HAD to write it down.

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Peeta POV

I wake up to the sound of a high pitched cry. I sigh and stretch in my bed, my back hurts from the long day at the bakery yesterday. I rush downstairs and warm up some milk mentally noting that the supply is slow. I'll have to let Delly know, after Mary was born Delly couldn't stand to be close to her let alone feed her so instead she'd use this machine to get it out and place it in little bags that I'd later warm up.

I run upstairs to find Mary rubbing her gray eyes with her tiny fists, her face red with tears. I pick her up and bring her close.

"Shhhh, don't cry honey, I'm here" I say, as I always do when I pick her up. A healer once told me that the baby if not close to their mother, begins to feel unwanted and they can grow up depressed. Since then I make sure to tell her that I love her, that I'm here.

I place the bottle on her lips and she immediately eats away hungrily. I smile down at her.

It all happened a year ago when I was working at the bakery were Delly had just acquired a job. I would always walk Delly home from work from the first day. Partly because our houses were adjacent to one another and partly because we were the best of friends, we grew up together.

There were only two exceptions to our tradition my brother's wedding and the Day.

The first was because it was my oldest brother's, Davy, wedding and I was required to decorate his cake so I stayed longer than usual.

The second was the worst day of both of our lives.

Delly had been telling me about this one boy who she really liked, I teased her and asked her when she was going to introduce her "brother" to this boy, but she wouldn't budge. She told me she didn't want me to meet him because I'd think lowly of him.

It was Friday already and I asked for the billionth time, it wasn't often that Delly kept anything from me this long.

"Delly please! Tell me already, I thought we were best friends" I whined.

She sighed, "Fine Peeta, but you can't tell anyone." "I promise" I said.

"Apate Holland" she said a blush creeping up on her cheeks. Oh no, I thought. Apate was widely known as a player, in fact I could almost recall hearing some nasty remarks he was making about his current conquest when he came into the bakery with his friends the other day.

"Well?" she said, collecting her possessions, it was almost closing time.

"Delly…" I began.

"I knew it!" she comes to a halt.

"Come on Delly don't tell me.." I began to reason with her.

"No! I thought you were different! That you wouldn't judge him because he's from the Seam" she cried.

"No Delly, it isn't that!" I shouted but it was too late. She had ran out and I stood there watching as she ran.

I headed to the back of the bakery sometime after wondering how I'd make Delly understand that Apate wasn't a nice kid. When I got there no one was home and so I began making myself a snack when I heard the back door to the bakery.

I rushed to the door because I could hear the urgency in the knocking. There she stood her pretty dress covered in mud, her blonde hair was messy, uncharacteristically out of her usual ponytails. There was blood on her face, on her right leg.

"Delly, what..?" I asked, it was enough for her to break into tears. I hugged her and took her upstairs knowing no one was home.

"What happened?" I asked as she sat on the bed.

"You were right Peeta he wasn't good" she sobbed. I gasped in realization.

"He did this to you? He hit you?" I asked shaking her shoulders.

"I…saw him and he took me to his house and he…he.. I didn't want to but he did" she cried. I hugged her and after a while I cried with her.

"We have to tell someone Delly, rape is punished here at least" I said, roaring the last sentence. She shook her head under me.

"The Hunger Games, remember? The Justice Building doesn't open in three weeks" I wanted to curse but I held back.

"After the Games" I promised.

But there was no "after the games", a week after they were over one of the mines exploded. At first I could only think of how it would affect Katniss, a mine explosion took her father as well, but the thought disappeared as soon as I found out Apate had been in the mine.

Delly told me with red eyes as we sat behind the bakery sharing a cookie.

"Well at least he can't bother you anymore" I said.

"Peeta I'm pregnant" she said. No emotion in her voice as she stared at the pig pen.

"Delly I don't…know what to say" I stuttered. She grinned, it didn't reach her eyes.

"It isn't often my brother has nothing to say" she said. There was a pregnant pause before she spoke again, "I'm not going to have it Peeta."

"Delly no. It's not the baby's fault" I warned her. "Is it my fault then?! I don't want to wake up every day to stare into his face in a child" she spit.

"Then you won't have to. I'll marry you Delly and I'll take care of you both" I say all of my dreams of the future shattered in two sentences.

"No Peeta, I can't do that to you" she said. "I've always wanted children" was all I said and we both stared off into the sunset.

Mary looks up at me with her beautiful gray eyes, I loved her so much from the first time I saw her. It didn't matter who her real father was, she had done no harm. I guess part of the reason was because I'd always dreamt of having a baby girl with gray eyes and dark hair, although I'd imagined having her in different circumstances with a certain huntress…

I shook my head, those thoughts should be on the past. I don't think Katniss would ever want me, maybe before I could've tried but not anymore.

But no matter how much we woo love away, it's always ganna stay, I sing to Mary.

Her little gray eyes flutter closed.

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