They going to adopt and have a baby, but the…you'll see. I just don't know when it will happen.

I'm driving Katniss home from the hospital four days later and as the gates to her house creeks open, she bursts into tears. I stop the car right in front of the closed gates. "I can't go back in that house! It's scary! I hear noises at night and creaking floorboards! The day after you left someone slammed a door but nobody was awake! I hear the wall sliding open downstairs and the trapdoor opening and someone climbing up it. I hear the trapdoor to my room open and slam shut three times and literally two seconds later, the wall sliding shut! My bathroom, door opened the night before I tried to kill myself and I looked over there because it woke me and I went in there to go to the bathroom and the shower was on!" She's hysterically sobbing, terrified.
"Alright, okay baby, it's okay. It's alright honey. How about you stay here and I go pack some of your things and you come stay with me? The guys and I will get the furniture tomorrow or something and we'll find a whole new house away from here. How's that sound?" I ask. I get scared when she gets upset now. She's on medicine but still.

"Okay…" she looks and sounds terrified. I kiss her forehead and get out of the car.

…..a…..

Hours later, I've got all her stuff packed up except for the furniture. She fell asleep a few hours ago. I struggle but manage to get everything in the bed of the truck and in the back seats, and then carefully, I drive home. Johanna left a note on the counter and I've got it in my pocket.

When I pull in at my house, the paparazzi are swarming around the gates. I don't care, to be honest. They're pissing me off, so I open the garage with the remote I've got in the car and drive in. I wait until the door has slid shut to go around to her side and lift her out of the car. She wakes up, but then sees it's me and shuts her eyes, resting her head on my chest. I carry her upstairs to her old room.

"No, your room." she mumbles. "Please can I stay in your room with you?" she begs.

The only reason she didn't before was because she didn't want to because of her family. "If you want to, you know you don't have to ask." I answer as I carry her to my room and lay her on my bed. She holds onto my hand, refusing to let go.

"Don't leave me Peeta." She whispers.

"I'm just going to get everything out of the car." I calm her. "Just shout if you need me."

"No. Stay with me." she begs.

"Always." I mumble. I can tell she wants to be with me. I slide under the covers next to her and she curls in my side and falls asleep. I drift off soon after.

…s…

When I wake, she's not in the bed with me. I panic at first, but I hear her voice downstairs.

She laughs. Not a happy laugh that you would laugh when you think something is funny. No, this is a cynical laugh. "Well, Mama, this wasn't you. This was me." she snaps. "You don't know what you're talking about." Then silence. I run my hands over my face and throw the covers off me, stripping down to my boxers because I hate clothes, and then I walk downstairs. She's on the couch in nothing but a pair of lacy blue boy shorts and a matching bra, watching the Kardashians.

"What's up?" I ask.

"My mom's a bitch, is all." She replies. I try to keep my eyes on her face but it's hard. Her boobs are literally falling out of her bra.

"Why's she a bitch? I thought she was better."

"I thought so too, but apparently, she thinks I'm stupid for trying to kill myself and for the past hour she's been telling me 'go and fix your makeup, it's just a breakup.' And then she said 'act like a lady, your appearance is more important.' And that it 'doesn't matter how I feel, it only matters how I look.'."

"Well that's stupid. I did soft of break your heart, so-"

"Stop talking about it. It's not important. It's over with. I'm right here, my heart is still beating and we're still getting married. Stop." She stands up and walks into my office. I follow her, and see her sitting on the desk with her legs crossed, staring at me with dark eyes and raised eyebrows.

"What?" I ask, wishing she wasn't capable of getting a reaction out of me so quickly.

"You have a promise to keep." She narrows her eyes.

"What-oh." I smirk. She wants me to fuck her on the desk. "Alright," I lock the front door and the windows and shut the blinds.

…..a…...

We wake up on the couch, not covered in anything. Katniss's phone starts ringing on the table.

KATNISS'S POV

I'm woken to the sound of the phone ringing on the table. Peeta is staring at me with such an intensity that I almost ignore the phone and have sex again. But I don't. I sit up and grab my phone.

"Hello?" I ask.

"Hey Sweetheart…if you're up to it, and you don't have to, but Jimmy Kimmel wants you and Peeta on his show. You don't have to…" Haymitch trails off. "I've talked to Rye and he said Peeta can…" he trails off. I look to Peeta, and can tell he heard. He shrugs, clearly saying he's down for anything.

"Alright…what time?" I ask.

"In an hour. Rye and I are going to be there, and so is Cinna."

"Alright," I hang up. "We need to take a shower."

"Let's take a shower together." He grins.

"Mmm okay,"

…a….

PEETA'S POV

She's in a white skintight dress with long sleeves. I'm just in jeans and a tee-shirt. Katniss is so fucking beautiful that I have to think about the most disgusting things to keep my head from going dirty.

I'm wearing the jeans I wore earlier, so I still have the note from Johanna in my pocket that I keep forgetting to give to her. When our names are announced, she lets me pull her on the stage. After begging Cinna for a half hour, she got to wear her braid. She has on little makeup.

The audience's screams are even louder than before. "Wow…" Jimmy Kimmel says when we sit down.

KATNISS'S POV

"Katniss, I have to say, I think you are my favorite person to tease." Jimmy says. Peeta snickers. I have on waterproof makeup.

"Me? Why?" I ask, surprised.

"Well last time you were here, we were teasing you about Peeta. Your face was beat red." A photo of me on the last show pops up, and I won't look at anyone, my face is bright red and I look extremely uncomfortable.

"She's easily embarrassed." Peeta says.

"I am not!" I explode. Peeta laughs.

"Oh please! Yes you are!" he says.

PEETA'S POV

"No I'm not." She says stubbornly. People are watching us, amused.

"Alright, what were we doing just two hours ago?" I ask. She starts to fidget uncomfortably, and then her face goes bright red. "See? Yes you are."

"Your easily worried." She says.

I laugh, "No I'm not." I disagree. Everyone looks so amused.

"Yes you are." She says.

"Well prove it then. Let's see how easy you get worried." Jimmy says. "Let's see how good of an actress that Katniss is and lets time how fast she can get him worried."

"It won't work." I mutter.

KATNISS'S POV

A timer starts, and everyone is silent, waiting, all of them watching me. It's easy, to make myself cry. It starts with one tear, and then another, and then I'm hysterical, sobbing into my hands. It's not even been two seconds before he's hugging me, pulling me against his chest. My tears turn into laughter, and he releases me. The timer stopped at two seconds, and his jaw is half open. The audience is cheering and clapping.

"Wow! Well it's just because he loves you." Jimmy says. Peeta wipes my tears away even though they're fake. "So I wanted to ask you guys something," Jimmy begins. "We've got a little video we want to show everyone, and then I want to know what you guys think." Jimmy says. Everyone looks at the camera. I curse under my breath the second it starts playing.

It's that video Johanna posted of us having sex. We were literally having sex. I start screaming his name into a pillow. The only thing that isn't covered in the video is my boobs, everything else is covered by the blankets. When the clip ends, people are whistling and applauding and my face is really red and I have my hands over my eyes. We get an hour long special. We've only been on here for about fifteen minutes.

"Well." Jimmy says. Peeta is looking at the wall. "Was the planned? The video? Was the like overreacting or fake?"

"No! That was completely real! We didn't even know until the next morning! Johanna took the video!" Peeta exclaims.

"She snuck into the room and videoed it?" Jimmy asks.

"Yes! She's crazy! I love her to death, but she's insane!"

"How'd you guys react?" he asks.

"Well Peeta was calm but I uh…I kind of fought her."

"With words or punches?"

"Punches…" I mumble. People applaud again.

"Well…so, lets make this less awkward! You guys are nominated for a grammy!" They applaud again.

"Yeah," Peeta grins.

"What were your reactions?" Jimmy asks.

"I um…I passed out." I laugh.

"I was just in shock." Peeta says.

"Wow…so Katniss, you were in the hospital for the past, what, four days?" Jimmy asks. I tense, and slowly nod. "Well are you okay?" he asks.

"I'm alright." I start to fiddle with the hem of my dress.

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking." He says. I look at Peeta.

Do I tell him? Dammit.

Haymitch's words ring in my ears when we were in the dressing room. 'Just tell the story, Sweetheart. They're bound to find out anyways. The last thing you need is to be caught in a lie.'

I take a deep, shaky breath.

"Well you know how I got into that fight with Johanna?" I ask.

"Yes," he says carefully. Everyone is silent, and I think that they can tell this is serious. Peeta takes my hand and rubs circles on the back.

"Well…when Peeta had to hold me back, I kept thrashing around and he ended up leaving bruises. Not on purpose, of course, but he was really upset. Then, on Christmas, we were making dinner, and since I can't cook if my life depended on it, he told me to wash the vegetables and I literally got the soap and washed the vegetables. Peeta started laughing and he tapped my hand, not smacked, but a tap. I did it back and we were laughing and joking around. Then my grandma went around and told everyone he was going to put me through the wall, as if he were going to kill me. He wouldn't hurt me. She pulled me to the side and we got into a screaming fight and I told her to leave. Peeta blamed himself and he went to leave but I wouldn't let him. We ended up breaking up." Everyone gasps and starts to mutter uncomfortably. "Anyways…like I said, I think it was on Ellen. I said that when I'm upset, I'll lock myself in my room for days. So that's what I did. I was in there for four days and I was dying. I wasn't thinking and I was looking for pills…And I took ten sleeping pills…and I was dead…I nearly gave Johanna a heart attack. She was outside the door and I guess I shook the bottle. I heard her. I've never heard her cry before, or seen her cry, but she was. She was hysterical. I don't remember what happened after that. All I know is I passed out in the bathroom."

"I know everything that happened after that." Peeta says quietly. "I was regretting leaving and I was literally grabbing my keys to go over there and get her back when Johanna called my mom. Man, she was so upset. We couldn't understand her. Finally she calmed enough to say 'Katniss overdose on sleeping pills and she's unconscious. She's on the way to the hospital but they don't know if they can save her. She's going to Cedars-Sinai Medical Center.'."

"Were they mad at you, Peeta?" Jimmy asks quietly.

"No. Then she said 'Peeta, we don't fucking hate you yet, but he dies, I will kill you. I fucking promise. You better get your ass to the hospital right the fuck now. I know you're an idiot and didn't mean to break up with her and blah blah blah but if she's going to wake, I think the first face she would like to see is yours. If she dies, I want you there so I can see the pain in your eyes.'."

"Were you mad she said that? Would you let her kill you?"

"Yes. If she chickened out I would probably have killed myself anyways." I reply. "So I actually uh…I punched a hole in the wall and speeded to the hospital. We were there like forty minutes and I was so angry and frustrated with myself. I might have been crying. I was complaining that it was taking too long. She had told me if I left she would end it. I thought she was trying to scare me into staying so I didn't believe her and I left. I was saying that I didn't believe her and I should have listened."

"Why didn't you believe her?" Jimmy asks.

"Because she always says stuff she doesn't mean."

"Can we have an example?" he asks.

"Okay…um…a few weeks ago when we got back from tour, she said she was going to break up with me if I didn't get up and make her breakfast. When she'd already eaten, she kept laughing and said that I was easily tricked."

"Well I guess I can see why you didn't believe her."

"Yeah, so Johanna said she didn't believe her either and then her doctor came and said she was fine. He said she refused to eat anything and then she started to get up and she took the heart thing off her finger and set the machine off to make it think she was dead, so she was restrained to the bed. He said she was in a bad mood and didn't want anyone to see her and I went in anyways. We made up and she was kept in there for a while…I have to say, she was really angry when I went to see her. She was ticked she was pinned to the bed and she was thrashing around and knocked the heart thing off again and sent everyone into panic and then they saw she was fine and left again. She had coughed and she shouted 'I can't even cover my mouth. I'm getting the flu and infecting your patients!'."

"Wow…well we're out of time. It was nice seeing you!"