Twenty Years Later

by Fate's Second Apprentice

Time changes people and places. Twenty years after the revolution Panem is a different place. Watching Peeta and Katniss as they raise their kids as well as Gale in district 2. I'm planning for them to have kids so a bit of teenage romance as well as couple time with Peeta and Katniss because I like to think that even twenty years on they still need each other. Long story!

13. Chapter 13

Chapter 13

"Dad, what does spoiled mean?" Gale turned around and found himself staring at his son, holding a magazine. "Why do you ask?"

"Is it good?"

"Well…no."

"So it's bad." Gale looked at his son confused. "Why are you asking? Did someone say something to you?"

"No. Well…a few days ago this kid called me a spoiled brat, but my friends showed me this article and it has my name at the top. Then I have a whole page, it even has a picture of me. See?" The boy held it up and pointed at the picture that was very much his son and next to it, No.1 Mackenzie Hawthorne. "But dad, is being spoiled a good thing?"

"Umm…well, it depends on the circumstance." He took the magazine from his son and scanned the article. "See here, they say you're spoiled with love. Just means you have loving parents, that's all. This isn't a thing you should worry about, ok?" Mackenzie didn't seem to believe him but sighed and nodded. "Ok, Dad, I won't worry." Gale looked down at the page again. What the heck is this? Allowance is infinity? I don't think...

"I'm home!" Chryssa yelled from the other end of the house. Gale put the magazine in the bin, honestly, what did they know about Mackenzie away? "Hey, Kenzie, look what I bought you." Gale came into the entrance and suddenly something that had been common place for many years became very, very concerning. "Chrysie, can we talk?" Chryssa looked up and smiled.

"What is it?" He gestured with his head, alone. "Ok, coming. Kenzie go put this on ok?"

"Alright," The boy took the shoes – complete with wheels in the back and a famous singer's brand written all over it – and hurried away to the nearest bathroom. Chryssa was smiling now. "I still can't believe we have him." Gale hesitated, his words halting at his tongue. She looked at him and embraced him. "Chrysie, Mackenzie told me something today, I think…maybe…"

"Don't give me that face," She pressed her finger into his forehead. "Honestly honey, you look like I just came in dressed like Mr Willas." Gale couldn't help but crack a smile.

"That is an odd analogy,"

"Maybe a bit," Then the phone rang and Chrysie kissed him before hunting through her bag for it. Gale sighed. It didn't matter what anyone thought about him, or his son, as long as his family were alive and healthy. That was all that mattered.