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"Since when do you work for thirteen?"
"Well I don't really. I'm working on a favor for Haymitch. He said you wanted the hardwood floors out."
"I umm-yeah…But you made it clear yesterday that it wasn't good for us to be around each other."
"Hey that was in a friend or…something more way. But I'm just here working. So…can I come in?"

I pause for a moment and wish I could slam the door in his face. But the anger has bubbled out of me, and I realize that Peeta is right. He can work on the house…It doesn't make much of a difference to me. My fingers shake as I open the door wider. I begin regretting my decision after I have already let Peeta in...Yep, you're definitely mentally stable enough to allow half the reason of being broken into your house, for who knows how long.

*********************************Flashback (Peeta's POV)********************************

"Haymitch…what was so important that Katniss would leave her house?"
"Nothing that concerns you, boy."
"I may have screwed everything up with Katniss…at least let me know if she's okay."
"She's fine. She just was apologizing to me. You know Peeta…she wants carpet installed into her house."
"So?" Please ask me to help her…please…just ask me to help Haymitch…
"I have to tend to Bernard, and help him find some friends. Why don't you give Katniss a hand?"
Don't act too excited Peeta…just accept calmly and respectfully.
"Sure, I'll start today."

Haymitch smirks at my answer "I just helped you score seeing Katniss every day for as long as you want to make it. Show some gratitude." My stupid Peeta smile flashes for only a moment before I wipe it off. "Now run on boy, before the girl slips again and breaks her neck." I turn around and smile at my second chance to make it up to Katniss.

*****************************End of Flashback (Peeta's POV)******************************

"So…what color carpet are you thinking Katniss?" I see a smile tugging hard at her lips at my stupid and almost pointless question and she wipes her face of emotion after I think that. She rolls her eyes and walks over to the bag of swatches I brought inside with me. I stare at this beautiful girl that I have loved since I was five, you have yet another chance with her Peeta...please don't blow it.

"Peeta?" I shake my head and remove myself from the daze and fantasy of me and Katniss going back to how we had been in the arena for the quarter quell.

"Oh…yeah?"
"Did you not hear my question?"
"No…I'm sorry. I was just—thinking about how long it'll take to pull up the hardwood floors."
"Oh, okay. I was just going to ask you if it'd be alright if I don't help today. I'm not feeling too good."
"I wasn't going to ask you to help anyways…Today I'm just tearing the floors up."
"Alright thanks…"
"I want to warn you that it might be too noisy for you to nap while I work."
"Okay, well then…I hope you don't mind if I sit here and watch for a while…do you?"
"No, that's fine." I let out a small smile to assure her it's okay.

She tenses up a little at my show of emotions. "I guess I'll start from the living room and work my way to the front door." Katniss nods and sits on the couch, her legs are bunched up and she looks like a little boney ball that has been plopped onto the couch. Alright. I have Katniss' trust on this project…now…how does one tear up a floor? I look through my tool bag and can't seem to find a tool that looks fitting for destroying the work of the capital. "I'll be right back Katniss." She sits with a blank expression and nods. I run to Haymitch's garage and rummage through the tools he has. I find a sledge hammer and decide it'll have to do… I walk back over to Katniss' house and see she has sprawled out on the couch and is half asleep. I walk in front of her and have to wave for a few minutes, she eventually looks up.

"I'm going to start now Katniss…it's going to be pretty loud…"
"Fine."

********************************************Katniss' POV***********************************************

Inside I feel completely empty…even with another person in the house. I don't even want to be awake, but with Peeta in my house I know I need to stay awake and make sure everything goes okay. I don't look forward to the noise, seeing yet another thing I know be destroyed no matter how much I hate these floors. I watch Peeta raise the sledge hammer and crash it down onto the floor, the first two boards crumble under the hammer slamming against it. Peeta bends down on his knees and tears back a few feet of wood floor with a crow bar. "Two planks of wood done. Only about several hundred left to go on the first level of the house." I restrain the smile that wants to creep upon my lips at his joke, one of the first that almost slipped through my grasp. I cover my mouth and watch Peeta continue to pull up each plank of wood, one at a time. The sound of the wood cracking is soothing to me and I enjoy hearing it. I close my eyes and lean back and become lost in thought. An overwhelming thought of being alone in a silent house makes me want to curl up and sleep…for the rest of my life. No nightmares. No people. No pain from the memories. Just sweet. Blissful. Sleep.

"Katniss? Did you hear me?" I feel my cheeks heat up, and my vision goes a little blurry.
"Oh…sorry. What?"
"Can you give me a hand?"

I look around for Peeta, and I find it odd how I can't find him. I scan the room and find him in the corner holding a piece of wood up. I scramble to my feet and end up tripping over a plank of wood. I crawl over to Peeta and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear.

"What do you need help with?"
"Hand me the crow bar, this piece isn't wanting to come up on its own."
I pick up the crow bar and hand it to Peeta with my shaky hands.
"Thanks."

I nod quickly and watch as Peeta pops the board up, a stray chip of wood flies up and hits me in the eye. I let out a squeak of pain.
Peeta jumps up and brings me back some ice. "I'm so sorry Katniss…your eye seems to be having a difficult time with me being around." He helps me to my feet and half carries me to the closet chair. Peeta rests his hand on my knee and the warmth feels good against my freezing body.

I touch my eye and wince from the bruise and new small cut beneath is from the wood chip. Peeta's forehead creases in concern; I come back to my senses and gently hint for Peeta to remove his hand from my knee, he takes the hint and looks down with concern and embarrassed.
"Sorry…I-I didn't mean for that to hit you…" his face is bright red, which actually surprises me after the fact that he didn't want to even be friends several hours ago when he started tearing up the floors and now... he's getting nervous around me? I remain mute and just look at my feet. "I think half the living room is pretty good for the first day don't you agree Katniss?" I nod slowly and wish I could go to sleep and not have to talk anymore for the rest of the day. Peeta rises back up to his feet and I look up at him with no feeling in my heart, and no clear thoughts coming to mind.

"I'll come back over tomorrow to finish the living room, be careful where there isn't any of the old flooring, there could be spare staples laying around."
"Okay."
"Bye Katniss…" I nod and he leaves without another word.

I breathe out in relief once the front door clicks shut I throw my legs up onto the other side of the chair and find myself drifting off to sleep a moment or two later. I am dreaming peacefully when I hear my door open once again, I discard it and figure the wind from the snow storm could have blown it open. I crack my eyes open to make sure it's not Peeta. Instead of the blonde hair I had started to get used to I am greeted by a beak and one single loud honk. I yell out in a high pitched squeal and fall backwards onto the floor.

When my vision clears I see Annie hovering over me. I cover my mouth in shame over the squeak and sit up quickly. I rub my head where the bump is sure to make its appearance in a few hours.
"Annie?"
"Look at this little guy! He followed me here from Haymitch's house!" She picks up that stupid goose and smiles down at me.

"Annie, that goose is a demon! It's like some horrible drunk, angry, Haymitch…but in goose form!"
"What? Bernard is out to get you?"
"I swear he is!"
Annie shakes her head and giggles… "Alright Katniss… "Bernard is evil"." I scowl in response and Annie shoos Bernard out the door and walks back over to help me up.

I'm surprised by how Annie has already managed to pull so many words out of me. The only thing we really shared in thirteen was Finnick.

"It may be a little bit late for this but...Surprise! One of my doctors in four warned me that the paparazzi were coming to four…I hope it's okay that I'm here a few days early…"
"It's fine. Wow…Annie. You're huge."
I stare at her ever expanding abdomen in disbelief…Is a woman's stomach supposed to be that large during pregnancy?
"Well he is supposed to be coming out in a couple weeks."
"But the news reporter said it was going to another four months, don't babies stay in for nine months?"

Annie laughs until her face is close to the color of her hair. "Of course they do Katniss! But we can't let the paparazzi know when baby Finn is coming…can we?" She playfully shoves my shoulder. I sit in amazement how much Annie has changed from the damaged beyond repair girl I met in thirteen.

"Right…sorry…well. You look great to be almost ready to give birth to him. It is a him isn't it?" I squint my eyes in suspicion after all the false information I heard on the news.
"Yep…I've decided to name him Dillan."
"I love it."
"Thanks…so how have you been Katniss?"
"Okay…"
"Well you have to tell me more than that!"
"Things have been difficult recently. I just want to lay around all day."
"Well that's going to change. I can stay for a week…and by the end you'll be back to the same active Katniss you were in your first games!" Annie's eyes fog a little with the word games. But she returns to her happy self a few seconds later.

"I doubt it…" I raise my frail arm and show her how much muscle and weight I have lost since the end of the war.
"Well…those muscles will return after some work…and food. A lot of food."
She shakes my arm and giggles at how stick-like it is. I laugh to myself at Annie's child-like thoughts are at times, and think that I might actually enjoy her presence around the house for a week.

"I smelled something delicious cooking over at Peeta's house. When he sees how skinny you've gotten he'll give you a bakery full amount of food! Come on, and you can tell me about what caused that black eye on the way over!" She lets out a light laugh and her green eyes sparkle.

It soon becomes obvious just how pregnant she is, because she is very determined to get to the food, I dig my heels into the snow covered grass in my front yard. "Annie! Please! No!" Before I can protest further and grab onto anything Annie has dragged to the bottom of Peeta's front porch steps. "Come on Katniss!" One by one Annie manages to get me up the steps, and she knocks on the door happily, I hear footsteps and the door swings open swiftly.

"Hi Peeta!" Annie squeaks out happily...

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