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Chapter Four: The Wedding
Katniss POV
The days and weeks fly by for me and Peeta. Miranda and Josh have grown so much in such a short time, but they are adjusting well in twelve. The fresh air and sunshine is doing them good. My relationship with my mother has also improved a great deal. Just having her here helping me with the twins has been amazing. She has become the mother I remember her being before my father died.
She has even been helping us plan the wedding. She wasn't happy about not seeing Cinna's wedding dress, but I wanted it to be as much of a surprise for her as it will be for Peeta. The only people who will see it before the wedding will be my prep team. I couldn't very well get married and not allow them to help me get ready. And as much as I dread having him there, Haymitch made me call Plutarch. Since Peeta and I couldn't very well invite all of Panem why not televise the event.
"I hate that idea, Haymitch. Why can't we just keep this a family affair?"
"Because Sweetheart, like it or not you are the Mockingjay. You and Peeta are also the Star Crossed Lovers of District Twelve. If you two are getting married, then all of Panem will want to see it. And you know just as well as I do Plutarch will want to be the one to televise it his way."
"But it's my wedding," I protest.
"Not any more it's not, Sweetheart," Haymitch said handing me the phone receiver before dialing Plutarch number.
"I don't like you," I say as Plutarch answered the phone. "Hello, Plutarch, its Katniss Everdeen. How are you?"
"Katniss, it's so good to hear from you. I'm doing very well thank you. What can I do for you, my dear?"
"Well, Peeta and I are getting married…"
"Oh, my, congratulations Katniss, that is wonderful news. When is the big day going to be?"
"October twelfth at sunset," I say giving Haymitch an evil glare.
"That only gives me little more than a month to get everything ready. You are going to allow me to televise the important day aren't you?"
"Of course I am, Plutarch. Why wouldn't I allow you to do that?"
"I'm just making sure. I'll see you and Peeta a couple days before with the crew so we can stage everything. It's going to be a hit."
"Yes, I'm sure it will be, Plutarch," I say as I hang up the phone. "This is going to be a disaster," I tell Haymitch as I shake my head.
"This is going to be beautiful," Haymitch argued. "Just make sure you have enough liquor, Sweetheart."
It wasn't long after that conversation Peeta and I sat down to make out a guest list. We knew we wanted to invite Rue and Thresh's families. We also wanted to invite Annie and Johanna. I even wanted to invite Gale even after the way he had acted. He was still my friend whether he wanted to admit it or not. I also sent out an invitation for all of District Twelve to attend if they so choose.
October quickly approached and my stress level also increased. Plutarch arrived on the sixth of October with Cressida and Pollux to set everything up for the filming. Two days later, the guests start arriving. District Twelve is quickly over run with new faces as business boomed. Peeta even noticed an increase in business which translated into him coming home later than usual. Two days before the wedding, Peeta and I receive another surprise as Paylor arrives with Darius Thatcher!
"Hey, Brainless, you look like you've seen a ghost. Are you all right?"
I quickly nod my head, but give Johanna a look that told her we'd speak later. I force a smile as Peeta and I walk up to greet Paylor. She had a look of surprise on her face as she looked down at Josh and Miranda sleeping in our arms. "President Paylor, I'm so glad you accepted our wedding invitation."
Paylor smiled as she gave me a gentle hug. "I wouldn't miss your wedding for the world, Katniss. I am surprised to see the two little ones. I had no idea you were even pregnant."
I nod my head as I keep the casual smile on my face. "It was a pleasant surprise."
"I'm sure it was. Let me introduce Darius Thatcher. He is one of the representatives of Panem. Darius Thatcher, this is Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark," Paylor said introducing all of us.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Thatcher," I say after swallowing the lump that suddenly formed in my throat.
"And it's a pleasure to finally meet you, Miss Everdeen. President Paylor, I'm sure you three have some catching up to do. I'll just walk through town and have a look around," Thatcher said excusing himself.
Once we were alone, I turn to Paylor in a panic. "What is he doing here? The invite was only for you."
"The representatives felt there should be one of them here to show you their support on your wedding. I didn't think you would mind," Paylor said frowning slightly.
"On any other occasion, I wouldn't mind," I say as Josh wakes up and starts crying.
"I'm sorry, Katniss. I know I should have asked, but like I said I didn't think you would mind."
"It's all right really, Paylor," I say as Miranda wakes up crying as well. "I think it's time for these two to eat. If you'll excuse us," I say as Peeta and I head for home.
We arrive home and I take Miranda from Peeta and head upstairs to feed them. Once they are fed, changed, and burped, I lay them down until their next feeding. I head back downstairs to a room full of people. It seemed Johanna did indeed understand my look and she brought Haymitch, Annie, and Gale with her.
"Okay, Katniss, what's going on?" Johanna asked crossing her arms in front of her chest.
"I don't like that man Darius Thatcher," I say simply.
"No, there's more to it than just that. I know fear when I see it. He scares you," Johanna insisted.
"You're right Johanna, he does scare me. The problem is he hasn't even done the terrible things yet."
"What are you talking about? Stop talking in circles."
"I'm sorry, Johanna. If everyone will sit down, I'll tell you all I can."
An hour later, everyone in the room was fully informed about the last year Peeta and I was gone. To say Annie ad Johanna were in complete shock was an understatement. "You have to be joking. You expect us to believe you actually went to the future?"
"It's true, Johanna. I was there the day they left and returned. To me it was the same day, but their clothes were different and Katniss was six months pregnant," Haymitch said.
"Were you drunk?" Johanna asked glaring at Haymitch.
"When am I not drunk, Johanna? The point is Katniss is telling the truth."
"Okay, even if she is none of this has even happened yet," Johanna snapped.
"That's the point, Johanna. Katniss and I are trying to change things so the future we saw doesn't ever happen," Peeta said calmly.
"That I can understand, Peeta. My problem is how are we going to stop the man when he hasn't done anything yet?"
"I don't know, Johanna. You know what we know. This is all new territory for us. We just need your support."
"Well, you know you'll always have my support," Johanna said walking up to me and wrapping me in a hug. "And if you ever tell anyone I hugged you I'll kill you. Got that, Brainless," Johanna said giving me a smart ass smirk.
"Got it," I say giving her the same smart ass smirk.
With the immediate group fully informed, Peeta, my mother, and I are left alone to our own devices. I go upstairs to see to Josh and Miranda while my mother and Peeta fix dinner. I really need Peeta to teach me how to cook I think, as I feed, burp, and change the twins. I come down the stairs forty minutes later with two very awake two month old babies in my arms. The moment Peeta sees the twins all the stress on his face vanishes. I give him a smile as I place Miranda into his waiting arms.
"Now, how did mommy know daddy needed to see his angel?" Peeta asked Miranda as he gave her a kiss.
"Mommy always knows what daddy needs," I say as I smile down at a laughing Josh.
"That you do," Peeta agreed before walking over to kiss Josh on is forehead.
The rest of the evening is thankfully uneventful. Once everyone is fed, changed, and down for the night, Peeta and I retreat to my bedroom. My mother goes over to Peeta's house to give Buttercup company. I think it's really because she still can't accept the fact I'm marrying Peeta instead of Gale.
"Kat, are you all right? I noticed Gale didn't look at you tonight," Peeta said sitting down beside me on the bed.
"He's still mad at me. I have no doubt he'll help where he can, but that's all I'll get from him."
"You don't really think he's going to throw away your friendship over this do you?"
"Well, you were jealous of Gale once before. What do you think?" I ask looking up at Peeta.
"Oh, Kat, I'm sorry. I wish I could fix this for you."
I smile as I nod my head. "I know you do, but just stay clear of Gale right now. He's just as deadly with a bow as I am."
"I have no doubt about that. I just hate seeing you upset," he said wrapping a protective arm around my shoulders.
I wrap my own arm around his waist while laying my head against his chest. "I can handle Gale. It's Thatcher I can't handle. I don't like him being here."
"I don't like it either, but sadly until he does something he's here to stay. We can't demand Paylor to make him leave until then."
"Yeah, I know. The problem is I have a bad feeling it'll be too late by then," I say.
"I can stay home tomorrow if you want me to," Peeta offered softly.
"No, that's all right. You said yourself; you haven't finished the wedding cake. You only have tomorrow since the wedding is the day after tomorrow. As much as I would love for you to be here, I've got my own list to complete."
"Like what?" Peeta asked smiling down at me.
"Like picking up my wedding dress from town," I say returning the smile.
"I could walk with you," he quickly offered.
"Ha, not so fast Peeta Mellark, you are not going to see my dress until our wedding day."
"Well, I had to try," he said laughing.
"I know," I say as I lean up to kiss him softly before pulling out of his arms and getting to my feet. "You know its bad luck to see the wedding dress before the wedding," I say pulling out my night clothes from my dresser.
"I think its bad luck to see the bride the night before the wedding," Peeta said as he watched me move around the room.
"That includes the dress, Peeta," I tease.
"Okay, I guess I'm just going to have to wait. I'm going to take a shower," he said as he rose to his feet, crossed the room, and kissed me passionately.
"You sure are," I say once I'm able to speak. I quickly change clothes once I'm alone and climb into bed. It had defiantly been a stressful couple of months. Having Darius Thatcher in District Twelve didn't help matters that was for sure. I only hope I can make it through the next two days with no threats from him.
The next morning I wake up peacefully beside Peeta. I smile as I stretch my body knowing he was all ready awake beside me. "Good morning…any nightmares?"
"Of course not," he said smiling at me. "You know I never have nightmares as long as you are beside me. What about you?"
"No, I didn't have any either. I thought I would since I was thinking about Darius Thatcher before I fell asleep," I say as I sit up and turn to face him.
"Kat, you can't do this to yourself. I know you're worried about him and believe me I am too, but what can we do?"
I sigh as I drop my head. "Peeta, I'm tired of feeling helpless when it comes to this man. I feel like he's controlling our lives like Snow did."
"I know, Kat. We'll get through this together. You did say once we were stronger together," he said as he sat up and placed his hand gently against my cheek.
"I remember," I say as I lean my face against his hand. "I still believe that. I just hat feeling like I've been backed into a corner as well."
"Once we are married tomorrow, everyone will leave including Darius Thatcher."
"Peeta, you know just as well as I Darius Thatcher doesn't have to be here to hurt us," I insist.
"That's true. I'm just saying he won't be here that much longer."
"Well, you need to get going yourself," I say turning my head so I could plant a kiss inside the palm of his hand.
"Must I?" Peeta asked in a pouty voice.
"Yes, you must because I have things to do myself," I say pushing him playfully.
"Well, if I must," he said as he pushed away the covers, leaned over the side of the bed, and reattached his prosthetic leg so he could stand.
"You have a wedding cake to finish, Mr. Mellark," I say climbing out of the bed myself.
"So, I do. Call me if you need anything."
"I will," I promise as I walk around the bed and wrap my arms around his waist.
"I don't care how insignificant it is, Katniss. I'll be home as fast as I can get here," he insisted.
"I know you will, Peeta. We'll be fine," I say as the twins let us know they were awake as well.
"And with that I'm on my way," Peeta said kissing me before letting me go.
"Thanks a lot," I tease him as I back away and head for the nursery.
"I try," he returned. "I love you," he said as he finished dressing.
"I love you too," I say as I step inside the nursery.
A half hour later, I was downstairs fixing myself some breakfast. I glance at the twins in the playpen. They watched me intently as I scrambled some eggs. It was the only thing thus far Peeta had been able to teach me. I burned them the first few times I tried making them, but now I'm much better.
"What is that wonderful smell? Is my daughter cooking eggs and not burning them?"
"Very funny, Mother. Would you like some eggs?" I ask over my shoulder as my mother entered the kitchen.
"I would love some thank you. And how are my two precious angels doing this fine morning?" she asked as she reached inside the playpen to tickle the twins.
I laugh watching the twins laugh and gurgle up at their grandmother. "They are doing great," I say as I turn off the stove and place two plates of eggs on the table.
"And how are you doing?" she asked as she moved over to the table and sat down.
"I'm doing all right, Mom. I'm nervous about tomorrow and worried about Darius Thatcher, but I'm okay," I say as I sit down at the table.
"Well, you don't need to worry about the wedding. I'm sure it'll go off without any problems," she said as she picked up her fork to eat her eggs.
"I'm sure it will," I agree picking up my own fork.
"Since I have to go to town anyway, I could pick up your dress for you," she offered.
I smile as I shake my head. "Thank you for the offer Mother, but no. I told you I didn't want you seeing my dress until tomorrow. I can go to town this afternoon after you get back. It'll do me good to get out of the house for a little bit."
"I'm surprised Cressida and Plutarch haven't been by or called about the filming of the wedding," she said as she finished her eggs.
"Don't jinx me," I say as I finish my own eggs. "I suspect I'll run into them this afternoon while I'm in town," I say as I take the empty plates to the sink.
"How do you think the set-up is going?"
"Knowing Cressida and Plutarch, it's going to be spectacular," I answer coming back into the living room once the dishes were clean.
"Well, I'm off, Katniss. There's a lot I still need to do. Effie called last night saying she'll be on this afternoon's train from the Capitol. Thanks for breakfast," she said as she kissed first my cheek then each of the twins.
"Your welcome and thanks for the heads up. I was wondering when Effie would be getting here," I say as I walk her to the door.
She smiled as she nodded her head. "Well, now you know. I'll be back this afternoon so you can go to town," she said as she walked off the porch.
I step back inside and run upstairs for the twin's jackets. It was a beautiful cool morning, but I didn't want them catching a cold. Once I have them bundled, I carry out the playpen then place them inside. I sat down on the porch beside them enjoying the fresh crisp air. A Mockingjay landed on a tree branch near us, and I watch it cock its head listening to the twins laugh and make baby noises. I laugh softly as the bird tries to mimic the sounds its hearing.
"It's not easy mimicking babies is it? Here how about this," I say before whistling Rue's four note tune.
"That's a pretty tune, Miss Everdeen."
My head snaps toward the voice while I climb to my feet. "Thank you, Mr. Thatcher. I learned it from a friend of mine," I say stepping in front of the twins' playpen.
"Yes, I remember it came from your first Game. I believe her name was Rue," Thatcher said smiling slightly at me.
"Yes, it was," I answer stiffly.
"I'm sure you miss her. I must say you have a beautiful district, Miss Everdeen."
"Yes, I do miss Rue. She was a good person. And I agree with you, Mr. Thatcher. We do have a beautiful district."
"I feel so honored being here for the Mockingjay's wedding."
"Thank you for coming and sharing this happy occasion with us," I say as I swallow the bile that suddenly enters my mouth.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world. You have two very beautiful children," Thatcher commented smiling at me.
I force a smile and nod my head. "Thank you, Mr. Thatcher. They mean the world to me," I say keeping my eyes focused on the man in front of me.
"I'm sure they do, Miss Everdeen. Just as your sister did," Thatcher said.
It felt like I had just been hit in the stomach. How could he bring up Prim? He had to know how much she meant to me, and that's when it hit me. That was the reason he brought her up. He wanted to hurt me and the easiest way was to mention those closest to my heart.
"Yes, Mr. Thatcher, Prim meant the world to me. I miss her very much."
"I'm sure you wish she was here to share this with you," Thatcher continued not missing a beat.
"Of course I do, Mr. Thatcher. She would love it, and she would love being an aunt to these two."
"I'm sure she would, Miss Everdeen. Well, I will take my leave. Let me just say again how honored I am to be here."
"Thank you again, Mr. Thatcher," I say as I watch him walk away.
The moment he's gone I turn around and grab the twins. I take them inside the house before coming back for the playpen. I wrap my arms tightly around my shaking body after I shut and lock the door. Josh and Miranda's cries pull me back to the present, and I turn around to tend to them. It's not long after I grab the phone and dial a number I have memorized.
"Mellark Bakery," Peeta answered.
"Come home, Peeta."
"Kat, what happened?" Peeta asked concern echoing in his voice.
"Thatcher came by the house this morning."
"What! Are you and the twins all right?"
"Yes, we're fine. He didn't do anything except talk, but I didn't like it."
"I don't like it myself. I'm actually putting the final touch on the wedding cake now. I'll be home in ten minutes," he promised.
"Thank you, Peeta. I'm sorry, I know I'm being paranoid," I say shaking my head.
"Kat, it's all right. The guy creeps you out and makes you nervous."
"And knowing what he's going to do doesn't help either," I say.
"No, it doesn't," Peeta agreed. "I'll be home shortly."
"All right," I say before hanging up the phone.
Ten minutes later as promised Peeta walked through the door, and I walked into his waiting arms. "It's going to be all right, Kat," he soothed.
"I know. I just needed you," I say breathing in the spices on his shirt.
"Well, I'm here now. I'm not going to let Darius Thatcher anywhere near you or the kids," he promised.
I smile as I nod my head. "That sounds good," I say as he releases me to go see the twins.
"Are you two happy to see daddy?"
"They are always happy to see daddy," I say as Peeta lifts Josh from the playpen.
"Well, daddy is always happy to see them too," Peeta said as I walk up, pick up Miranda, and place her gently in his other arm.
The rest of the morning and early afternoon is spent laughing and being together with the twins. By the time my mother returned from town both Peeta and I are horse from all the laughing. She just shook her head as she walked past us, but as she past I see a hint of a smile on her face. I plant a kiss on the twin's head before getting to my feet to help her.
"Katniss, you didn't have to get up," she protested.
"I know I didn't, but I wanted to help you."
"With what? There's nothing to do, but put these finger sandwiches in the refrigerator. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to help."
"I know you better than that, Katniss. What's wrong?"
"Darius Thatcher came by the house this morning. I just wanted to check and make sure you were all right," I say sighing.
"I'm fine, Katniss."
"Good…will you stay here with Peeta and the twins while I go to town?"
"You know I will, Katniss. I can go with you as well you know," she offered.
"I know, but I would feel much better knowing you were here," I say smiling softly.
"You think I'm going to look at your dress don't you?" she asked smiling at me.
I raise my eye brows in mock surprise. "Who me? No, of course not," I say before placing a kiss on her cheek. "I'll be back soon," I say as I turn around and head for the door.
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"No, Peeta, but thank you for the offer. I'll be fine. I love you," I say blowing him a kiss.
"I love you too," he returned as he smiled down at the twins who decided to laugh at him. "What's so funny? Just hurry back all right," he said glancing up.
"I will," I promise as I walk out of the house.
The walk to town was a nice one. I passed several people who smiled and nodded toward me. I reached the dress shop in record time. I step inside and greet Rosemary before asking for my dress pick up. She smiled as she walked to the back of the store where they did alterations. I turn around while I wait feeling like I had eyes watching me.
"Here we are, Katniss. This is such a beautiful dress," Rosemary said handing me the dress bag.
"Thank you so much, Rosemary. I know it was short notice."
"That's all right, Katniss. It's not like I had a lot of alterations to do," Rosemary said smiling sweetly.
"I know, but I really appreciate it," I say before paying for the work and walk outside.
The moment I step out into the crisp afternoon the hair on the back of my neck suddenly stood on end. I look around me, but I don't see anything out of the ordinary. The unsettling feeling of being watched follows me all the way back to Victor's Village. I knew for a fact tonight's nightmares would be eyes watching me and I wouldn't have Peeta there to hold me. Stupid wedding traditions I think, as I walk into the house.
"Are you okay, Sweetheart?" Haymitch asked causing me to jump at the sound of his voice. "That answers that question," he said stepping toward me.
"I'm sorry, Haymitch. Yes, I'm fine. You just startled me that's all."
"No, that's not all, Sweetheart. You're shaking like a leaf," he said watching me.
"I'm fine really," I say looking from Haymitch to Effie. "Effie, I'm so glad you made it," I say stepping up to the woman and hugging her close.
"I wouldn't miss it for a minute. It's going to be a big, big day tomorrow. Now that you're home you sir have to leave," Effie said looking over at Peeta.
"He doesn't have to go, Effie. I don't believe in having bad luck if he stays with me tonight," I protest.
"Then let me see the dress," Peeta teased.
"I draw the line when it comes to the dress Peeta Mellark," I return holding the dress bag close to my chest.
"Then I guess I'm just going to have to sleep at my house tonight," Peeta continued.
"Thanks a lot," I say smiling in spite of my uneasy feeling over the coming night. "Haymitch, I know the first time around you didn't want to walk me down the isle. I would be honored if you would walk me down the isle this time," I say hopefully.
"I'd be honored to walk you down the isle, Sweetheart. As long I can get drunk afterwards," Haymitch said smirking at me.
"As long as you're sober when you walk me down the isle, I don't care how drunk you get. Just please don't make a mockery of my wedding," I beg.
Haymitch's smile grew as he raised his right hand. "I promise I won't embarrass you, Sweetheart."
"Yeah, that reassures me," I tease causing everyone in the room to laugh.
"I'll see you tomorrow afternoon. Good night all," Haymitch said before kissing my cheek and walking out the door.
"I guess that means I have to leave as well. Daddy will see you two tomorrow," Peeta said leaning down to kiss the twins. "You have a good night," Peeta said as he pulled me into his strong arms after I placed the dress bag on the back of the couch.
"Easy for you to say," I mumble against his chest.
"I know, but it's just one night. We can do it," he promised.
"It's going to be a very long day tomorrow," I say as I walk Peeta and Effie to the door.
"It'll be over before you know it and then we'll be married," Peeta promised before kissing me good night.
"I'll see you in the morning, Katniss," Effie said pushing Peeta out the door.
I nod my head as I shut the door. The rest of the night passes very slowly. Josh and Miranda sleep through the night which normally would be a good thing. Tonight is different since I'm the one who can't sleep. I soon find myself in the sitting in the rocking chair watching my children sleep. All I want to do is keep them safe and happy.
The morning of the twelfth greets me with bright sunshine and Mockingjays singing. My wedding day had finally arrived and it's then in mid stretch I realize I didn't have any nightmares. I rub the crick in my neck as I rise from the rocking chair. I walk over to the cribs looking down at a smiling Miranda and Josh. How long had they been awake?
"Did you two drive away mommy's nightmares last night?" I ask them as I reach in and tickle them. Hearing their laughter is very infectious as I start laughing myself.
"It's good to see you laugh, Katniss," my mother said as she walked into the nursery. "Did you sleep in here last night?" she asked taking in my appearance.
"I did, but I didn't expect to get any sleep either last night."
"Are you still having nightmares?"
"Only when I'm not around Peeta," I reply picking Miranda up to feed her.
"Oh, Katniss," she said shaking her head. "I'll be in the kitchen fixing us some breakfast," she said leaning down to kiss my cheek.
"Thanks, Mom," I say glancing up from my daughter. I knew there wasn't anything else she could really say about my nightmares.
"Your welcome Katniss, I'll see you downstairs when you're done here," she said walking out of the room.
A half hour later, I descend the stairs with two clean, fed, changed, and burped twins. I lay them in the playpen before taking a seat at the table and my waiting food. The meal passed quickly with little conversation from either of us. She hadn't said as much, but I knew she still wasn't happy I was marrying Peeta instead of Gale. She wants nothing more than for me to be happy, but I suppose she just can't see how I'd ever be happy with a baker. Everyone in the Capitol and all of Panem, for that matter, can't see how I'd be happy with anyone other than Peeta.
"Plutarch called while you were upstairs. He wanted to know if you could meet him in the meadow this morning."
"Okay, do you mind sitting here with the twins?"
"Of course not," she said shaking her head. "I love spending time with my grandchildren."
"And I know they love spending time with you as well," I say as I climb to my feet. "Hopefully, I won't be long," I say going upstairs to take a shower. Coming back downstairs, I lean down to kiss the twins then walk out the door.
I smile as I make my way to the meadow. It really was a beautiful day. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and the air smelled fresh and crisp. I step into the meadow, and the sight before me takes my breath away. There were row after row of wood benches, but they look like they were created by nature instead of by man. They sat on either side of an isle that was covered in Katniss and Primrose flowers.
"What do you think?" Plutarch asked stepping up behind me.
"I think it's beautiful. Where did the benches come from?" I ask running my hand over the wood and moss.
"They were made in District Seven. I called a contact of mine the moment I hunt up with you a month and a half a go. He custom made them for me and shipped them by train. They just arrived yesterday, and I had them immediately set up for your approval."
"Well, you defiantly have it, Plutarch."
"I'm not finished yet, but I wanted you to see a little bit of the effect I was going for."
"It's amazing," I say honestly.
"Thank you," Plutarch said honestly.
"You're welcome," I say as I hear happy voices behind me.
"Katniss, it's been too long," Venia said as I turn around.
"It has been too long," I agree as I accept hugs from my prep team. "How have you been?" I ask them.
"As well as can be expected," Octavia answered.
"Yes, with no one to prep now we have no job to speak of," Flavius said.
"I'm sorry to hear that. How are you surviving?" I ask concerned for my friends.
"We've started our own prepping service company," Octavia said smiling brightly.
"There are so many people in the Capitol using our services we'll be well known in no time," Flavius added.
"So, no official Capitol job, but you are doing all right for yourselves?"
"Yes," Venia, Octavia, and Flavius said at the same time.
"Good," I reply as I nod my head. "Well, since I'm finished here do you three want to get started?"
"That would be a good idea. We have a lot to do," Venia said.
I smile slightly thinking about all the things they had planned for me. "I can't wait," I say as I lead them to Victor's Village. We arrive at my house at the same time as Effie.
"Katniss, I'm glad to see you up and about. It's a big, big day," Effie said smiling brightly at me.
"I know it is," I say as I open the door and walk inside.
"Which room do you want us to set up in?" Venia asked as she, Octavia, and Flavius followed behind me.
"The back bedroom would be fine. That's where my dress is hanging anyway," I say walking up to the playpen. "Look who is still awake," I say reaching inside to tickle both Josh and Miranda under their chubby chins. Their laughter filled the room and three shocked gasps caused me to look over my shoulder at my prep team.
"When did you become a mother?"
"Just recently, Octavia. I'd like you to meet my daughter Miranda Isabella Mellark and Peeta Joshua Mellark," I say introducing them to the babies who start making baby sounds and grabbing at my fingers.
"They are so adorable, Katniss," Flavius said dabbing quickly at his eyes.
"Thank you, Flavius," I say smiling proudly. "Okay, you two, mommy has to get ready for the wedding. Be good for your grandmother," I say kissing them both.
I kiss my mother on the cheek before heading into the back bedroom with my prep team. A few hours later, I'm back to beauty base zero. I begged them not to use any hot wax since I wasn't able to say anything during the Games. They agree only because the wedding would be a one day affair. They complain over my clear lack of sleep and all I can do is smile and say I was sorry. They ask to see my dress and the moment I open the bag all three start crying.
"Is that…"
"Yes, Cinna made this for me," I reply running my fingers over the lacy material.
"Katniss, this is beautiful. This is one of his best designs. How did you get it?"
"I found it in the closet. I think the day you all came for the photo shoot is the day he put it in there. I only just found it two months ago."
"You are going to be the most beautiful bride Panem has ever seen once we are done with you," Octavia said.
"Let's get started," Venia said giving me a determined look.
The next hour flew by as my nails, hair, and make-up were done to perfection. The whole while they talked about how excited they were to be here with me. How if they hadn't been kidnapped during the war they would be dead like Cinna and the other prep teams. I listen intently to them because I know they are alive because of me. I had so much blood on my hands it made me feel happy to know something good came from all the death.
"We're done with you," Venia said satisfied with the end result. "We'll do any touch ups once you're in your dress," she said brushing her fingers gently against my cheek.
"Thank you for all your help and for making me look beautiful."
"You were all ready beautiful, Katniss. We just brought it to the surface," Flavius said.
"Peeta is going to be in heaven when he sees you walking down that isle," Octavia added.
"Where is Haymitch? Oh, my goodness Katniss, you look absolutely stunning," Effie said stepping into the bedroom.
I blush as I nod my head. "Thank you, Effie. It's all them," I say nodding to Venia, Octavia, and Flavius. "As to where Haymitch is, I have no idea."
"Well, he has ten minutes to get here before I go wake him up. We have a schedule to keep," she insisted.
I raise my eye brows as I smile and try to hide my laughter. She was still the same Effie with her schedules, but I loved her all the same. "Well, simply knocking on the door won't do it."
"Do what, Sweetheart?" Haymitch asked stepping into the room.
"It won't wake you up when you're drunk," I say rising to my feet to hug Haymitch. "And I'm glad to see you're not drunk."
"I promised you I wouldn't be when I walked you down the isle didn't I?"
"That you did," I say.
"All right then," Haymitch said as he cleared his throat. "When are we heading out?"
"In about an hour," Effie said looking at her schedule. "Have you seen Peeta?"
"I past him as I walked over here. He's ready to go," Haymitch said nodding at me. "Are you?"
"Very funny, Haymitch," I say frowning at him slightly. "I just need to tend to the twins, put on my dress, and then I'll be ready."
"Not without the traditional gifts you won't, and the twins are ready," my mother said as she entered the room.
"What traditional gifts?"
"Something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue," she answered smiling happily at me.
"I've never heard of it," I reply shaking my head.
"It's from a long time ago. It's supposed to bring the couple good luck," my mother replied.
"Well, you could use all the good luck you can get, Sweetheart."
"Thanks, Haymitch," I say as I take the small wrapped box from my mother.
I unwrap the box and lift the lid. The moment I do I want to cry. Inside is an old charm bracelet of Prim's our father had made. We couldn't afford anything extravagant so our father said this was the next best thing. He had crafted all the small charms attached to the bracelet. Prim and I cherished them and we were both saddened when our wrists had out grown the bracelet.
"Mom, where did you find this? I thought it was lost when the Capitol attacked twelve."
"Prim always carried it with her. The only day she didn't was the day she died," my mother said her voice cracking.
"It's perfect," I say wiping the tears from my eyes. "It takes care of something old and something borrowed. That leaves something new and something blue," I say as my own voice begins to crack with emotion.
"I have those covered," Effie said removing a gold necklace with a deep blue jewel attached. "I just bought this so it's new, and I think it would look better on you anyway," she said as she placed the chain around my neck.
"Effie, I can't ask you to part with such an expensive piece of jewelry," I say laying my hand over the large jewel sitting at the base of my throat.
"Don't be silly, Katniss. I bought two when I picked that up. I like having a back-up for emergencies. Besides I was right as usual…this does look better on you. It brings out your gray eyes," Effie said smiling happily.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive, my dear. Now, let's get you in your dress. That means you out," Effie said pushing Haymitch out the door.
"You don't have to be so pushy, woman," Haymitch complained causing me to laugh.
"Do I have to leave too?"
I smile as I shake my head. "You can stay, Mother," I say as I unzip the black bag again and pull out the white dress. Ten minutes later, the last pearl button on the back is buttoned. "What do you think?" I ask spinning around.
"Katniss, it's beautiful. You are so beautiful," my mother said wiping her eyes.
"Thank you," I say taking my bouquet of Katniss and Primroses from Effie and wrap Prim's bracelet around the stems of the flowers.
"You ready?" Effie asked.
"I'm as ready as I'm going to be," I say as Effie opens the door.
"You look beautiful, Sweetheart," Haymitch said smiling as he offered me his arm.
"Thank you, Haymitch," I say as we enter the living room. "What do you two think?" I ask as my mother and Effie each pick up a baby. They each smile and give me baby noise. "I'm going to take that as a good sign," I say as we all start laughing.
We head outside and I suck in my breath seeing the carriage before me. It wouldn't take long to walk to the meadow, but I always wanted to arrive to my wedding, if I ever had one, by a horse drawn carriage. It reminded me of all the old fairy tales my father used to tell me and Prim. The books were long gone but the stories had been passed down through the generations. It was now my turn to keep the tradition going. I could get Peeta to draw the images and recreate a book of fairy tales.
"You remembered," I say turning toward my mother with tear filled eyes.
"It was one of the many things your father gave you. How could I forget to give you a horse drawn carriage?"
"Thank you, I say kissing her cheek before we all climbed into the carriage.
The driver took us to the edge of the meadow to allow Venia, Octavia, Flavius, Effie, and my mother to climb out of the carriage. The driver continued on taking Haymitch and I away from the meadow and into the heart of town. There wasn't one building in town that didn't have something on it wishing me and Peeta well. We slowly circled back toward the meadow, but it didn't look like the meadow I remember. It felt like we entered a dream or one of my father's fairy tales with all the white wisteria cascading from all the trees. The driver pulled the carriage to a stop at the beginning of the isle leading to the alter.
"I guess it's our turn," Haymitch said climbing down to help me out of the carriage.
I glance at Peeta and every nervous doubt I had faded with the breeze. His loving smile pulled me from the carriage as I return his smile with one of my own. The guests all rise as the carriage drives away leaving Haymitch and me to make our way down the isle toward Peeta. I take the first step and Haymitch nodded his head as we move slowly. I smile and nod toward Rue and Thresh's families as we pass. I take a deep breath as we reach Peeta, and Haymitch takes my hands placing them in Peeta's before kissing my cheek then moving to his seat.
"Please be seated, my friends," the mayor said.
"Are you getting cold feet?" Peeta asked me quietly.
"No, are you?"
"Not at all," Peeta replied giving me a heart melting smile.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the marriage of Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark. To give our blessings to them at the start of their journey together as husband and wife. To promise our love and support to them through all the joys and trials ahead of them.
The love that inspires marriage is resilient and unwavering; conquering and rejuvenating; peaceful and passionate. We outgrow many things and must leave them behind, but love grows with us so that we may not leave it behind. Marriage is a union built on this type of love.
Peeta and Katniss will now state their vows."
"Katniss, from the first moment I heard you sing I knew like your mother I was a goner. You captured my heart that day. Your ready smile, your deep convictions, your passion, and compassion, your beauty, your laughter, your sense of adventure, your intelligence, your wisdom, your faith, your courage, and your kindness enrich me with every moment I spend with you. I promise you nothing less than the rest of my life. I promise to be your loving and faithful husband for the rest of our lives."
"Peeta, you risked everything to save my life when we were eleven, and in that moment my heart was yours even if I didn't realize it then. Everything within me from the goose bumps and butterflies, and especially the still small Voice, tells me this is right to commit my life to building a life with you. Because I believe we are stronger together than we are apart, and we can grow more in intellect, our compassion, and in our faith together than we could alone. You make my joys greater and my sorrows more bearable, and you make my spirit feel known. I promise you nothing less than the rest of my life. And I promise to be a loving and faithful wife for the rest of our lives."
"With the exchange of vows, I want to read a blessing from long ago.
Now may you feel no rain, as each of you gives shelter to the other.
Now may you feel no cold, as each of you gives warmth to the other.
Now may there be no loneliness for you, as each of you gives companionship to the other.
Now you are two persons, but there is one life before you.
Enter your home in love and happiness to begin your days together, and may your days be good and long upon the earth.
Do you Peeta Mellark, take Katniss Everdeen to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, from this day forward until death do you part?"
Peeta smiled as he nodded his head. "I do."
I return the smile as the mayor turned to face me. "And do you Katniss Everdeen, take Peeta Mellark to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in heath, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?"
"I do."
"Do you have the rings?"
"Yes, we reply.
"Peeta, repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed, and with it, I bestow upon thee all the treasures of my mind, heart, and hands. I give you this ring as a symbol of my love and faithfulness."
As Peeta slid the ring on my finger and repeated the words, I couldn't stop smiling with happiness. I squeeze his hand as I take his ring from Effie. "With this ring, I thee wed, and with it, I bestow upon thee all the treasures of my mind, heart, and hands. I give you this ring as a symbol of my love and faithfulness."
"If anyone has just cause for this marriage not to proceed let him speak now or forever hold his peace… With the exchange of vows and rings I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."
I gasp as Peeta dips me before softly brushing his lips against mine. "Hello, Mrs. Mellark."
"Mr. Mellark," I laugh as he pulls me back up right. "I love you."
"I love you," he replied as our friends surround us.
I smile as I accept hugs and kisses from everyone. My eyes connect with Darius Thatcher and for the briefest of moments his face formed a scowl before transforming into a bright smile. I exchange a quick look with Peeta who intern tightens his arm around me. He saw the same expression I did. At least I know I'm not seeing things, I think as I look out in the crowd again and gasp.
"Prim," I whisper then shake my head.
No, it couldn't be Prim I reason. Prim is dead. I saw her die with my own eyes. It was just someone with blond hair and blue eyes. I just really miss Prim right now with all that has happened and with Darius Thatcher so close by. It has to be stress because it can't really be Prim…can it?