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Chapter 8 - Army of the dead.

I awoke that morning completely rested. No nightmares. Peeta had woken up before me as always. He sat there patiently waiting for me to wake up, watching me sleep and playing with my hair. We laid in bed for a few hours, silently wrapped up in each others arms. Peeta breaks the silence by murmuring.

"We have training, today I forgot."

I'm the first one to spring out of bed. Peeta just lays there, looking at me for a few moments. He never did like to train, he never liked any sort of violence. Then I see his expression change. I knew he was remembering he wanted to protect me. He springs up out of bed just as fast as I did. Before we can start getting dressed there's a knock at the door. I grab my knife before opening it. No one was at the door. I look down at the floor and see a paper sac. The inside of it was filled with clothes. A note sat on top reading.

Thought you might need some maternity clothes. They'll be more comfortable, and not to mention they're stylish too.

Love,

Octavia and Flavius

"What is it?" Peeta asks.

"Clothes." I say.

I pick the first the on top. A short sleeved, loose fitting fuchsia shirt that came to my mid thigh. And a pair of black stretchy leggings. I braid my hair back like I usually do. When I turn back around Peeta is in a district 13 solider uniform.

"They gave this to me. Now I'll look like the rest of them." he says.

I don't smile at his wise crack. Seeing Peeta in this uniform made me nervous. Even scared. He gives me a long kiss to try to ease the tension. It works a little. We walk down the hall hand in hand, people smile at us as we go by. Then I see the one face I never thought I would see here. Haymitch. He and Plutarch are walking down the hall together. He's so engrossed in his conversation, he doesn't even notice us. I smile. I'm actually happy to see Haymitch. Very happy. When he finally notices us he grins.

"Gaining a little weight, aren't you sweetheart?"

What I do after this surprises me. I hug him. I hug him for a long time. He hugs me back and pats my back gently. I'm sure Haymitch has heard about what's happening. He'll know what to do. I hope he knows what to do. When we break apart Haymitch places his hand on Peeta's shoulder. They don't say anything, they just look at each other. But I feel like they are saying more than any words could of expressed.

"I'll talk to you two later, Plutarch and I are going to have a drink." he exclaims.

And with that he walks off. I looked forward to talking to him later. I had so much to tell him. When we reach the training room everyone is already there. This had to be the largest room in all of district 13. It was huge. Some soliders are running laps, others are practicing with fire arms, some are even throwing knives and shootings bows. I see Gale with a large gun in his hands, shooting at a target. Peeta kisses the top of my head, and goes over to run. I immediately head to the bow section. I ignore everyone else in the room as I pull the string back. I breath evenly in and out and concentrate on the center. That's it. I'm about to let it go.

"You don't look like you're dressed for training, Catnip." Gale yells.

I jump and let the arrow go. It doesn't even land on the target. Gale laughs. I tried to be mad, but in the end I laughed too. This felt too much like old times. Everything was different now, nothing would ever be the same. I see Peeta eyeing us. I smile at him to reassure him. He just shakes his head and looks away. I go back to concentrate on hitting the middle of the target. I know Gale is still standing behind me, I feel it.

"I didn't bring much clothing, these were given to me." I say.

I fire the arrow. It hits the target right in the middle. Gale comes up beside me grinning. He stops grinning when he notices my arm. The marks are still there, but faint. That was my fault though, I wasn't putting the medicine on it that they gave me. He touches the marks lightly.

"It's my fault it isn't gone yet. I haven't been putting the medicine on it."

He nods solemnly before walking away. Soon after that lunch is served. A bowl of dark stew, a wheat roll, and an apple. Peeta ends up snagging another apple for me, claiming he "wants his child to grow strong". After lunch I remember I'm suppose to go see Dr. Aurelius today. Peeta walks me to Dr. Aurelius's office in the hospital wing.. Dr. Aurelius smiles when we come in.

"Katniss! I was hoping I'd see you today! Have a seat!" he exclaims.

Peeta kisses me and whispers in my ear.

"I'll be waiting for you."

When Peeta leaves I sit across from Dr. Aurelius.

"How are you, Katniss?" he asks.

There's his first question, and I know they'll be many more.

"Better than I was." I say.

"Did you have any nightmares last night?" he asks.

"No."

Like every time I meet with Dr. Aurelius, I don't want to be here. I feel like my body's here but my mind is not.

"When you do have nightmares, how many are there and how long are they?"

"I have several. One may last the entire night, or it can be many short nightmares all in one night."

"You said on the phone, you hadn't had one in a long time. When did they start reoccurring?"

"When I got here." I say emotionless.

"Do you still have the anxiety and depression?"

"Yes."

"Well, Katniss I think you are fine. You are expected to have trauma. I believe your nerves about your pregnancy must be what's giving you the nightmares again. You just have to stay strong. I sent out for some prenatal vitamins for you, as well as an ultra sound machine to see how the babies doing. I'm sure they will arrive from the capitol in a few days." he says.

Just then Haymitch swings the door open. His eyes are wild. I knew something was wrong. Haymitch never gets like this.

"Katniss, follow me." he says.

My stomach drops. I follow him to the large projector screen, on it was a pretty girl with long blonde hair. Those eyes. I knew those eyes. Those were Snow's eyes. Everyone in all of district 13 are assembled, looking wide eyed at the screen. I grab on to Haymitch's arm so I don't fall over right then and there. Suddenly Peeta is on my other side. I grab onto him with my other arm.

"Well now that everyone is here." the girl says with a grin.

That smile. Even that smile was Snow's

"My name is Cassandra Snow. The great President Snow's granddaughter."

Hate for this girl immediately flows through my body. It must register on my face, because she smiles directly at me. I see Beeta fumbling with wires by the projector. Paylor is standing next to him.

"Might as well give it up Beeta. My signal can't be tracked. But I'll give you a hint, I'm in the greatest city in the world. The Capitol." she says sweetly.

This girl couldn't be very old at all. 17 at the most. Her beauty was one thing I couldn't get over. She was pretty. Too pretty. It wasn't natural. The room she was in didn't give away anything at all. The room was completely white. The door behind her was even white. She looks directly over at Peeta and I. I clutch his arm harder.

"Katniss, Peeta, Johanna, Annie, and Beeta. I have a proposition for you all. she says smoothly.

Everyone in the room stares at us.

"I'm proposing at 76th annual Hunger Games."

I swallow the bile that comes up in my throat. My knees begin to shake. Haymitch and Peeta hold me tighter.

"You're competitors have already been reaped." she says with a smile.

That's when the white door behind her opens. Out of the door comes Cato, Clove, Foxface, Rue, Finnick, Mags, Glimmer, Thresh, Marvel, Wiress, Gloss, Cashmere, Chaff and Enobaria. I run out of the room as fast as I can, and never look back.