Hey! I'm back from my long break. Shout outs to: Amanda Akay, Olive Monster, Firework7, themockingjay3, annabethsapphireGaleniss 5ever, StarLights145, MoonDust198, SnowQueen135, PhoenixFeathers246, Mrs. Eaton138 and Mrs. Clace159. Here is the new chapter. BTW: this is set after nine long months of Katniss carrying the baby.
I stared at my enlarged stomach in the mirror. My nine months was up and it could be any day now that I'll have the baby. Peeta made sure to keep gentle care of me, and he seemed to accept Gale as part of my family. Of course, he didn't know that Gale was the father of the baby. Peeta often left for work and Gale would come over and take care of me. He'd often stroke my stomach with his hand and I'd feel the baby stir and kick inside of me excitedly, as if it knew that his – or her – father's hand was just above him. At first, the kicks couldn't be felt from the outside. But then, when it started to be felt, Gale's eyes would flash with pride. I stared into the mirror again, before I felt something dripping on the floor. Oh my god. My water just burst.
I screamed out loud in pain.
"Push more, come on," my mother said, soothingly. I pushed and out came a scream.
"The head's coming out, come on, Katniss, just a bit more," my mother said. I screamed again with another push. I felt tears spilling onto my cheeks as I screamed in pain and pushed. I didn't how long I was in agony, until my mom exclaimed in joy.
"Oh, it's a boy," my mother exclaimed as I heard a baby cry. I panted.
"Oh, he's so handsome like his father," my mother said. Well, you got that right, I thought. Everything went black.
I awoke to Peeta standing to the left of me with Gale a few centimeters away from him.
"I want to see him," I said and my brother both a small baby in a towel.
"Here he is," my mother said and gently handed him to my outstretched arms. I looked at him. His eyes were still closed. I looked at the baby and so did, Peeta and Gale.
"What should we name him?" Peeta said, a bit of possessiveness seeping into his voice. I looked at the boy for a moment.
"Gabriel," I said, "Gabriel Peter Mellark," Gale looked a bit pleased and Peeta looked happy as well, but there was something dark in his blue eyes.
"Hello, little Gabriel," Gale said, when he stepped up as Peeta stepped back. Gabriel's eyes opened, as if he recognized his father's voice and Gabriel smiled. His eyes were a dark stormy grey, just like his father.
A month later
I rocked Gabriel back to sleep with a soft lullaby. He yawned before he closed his eyes. I smiled and put him back to his crib. Gabriel looked a bit like Gale when he slept and he looked so gentle. I went downstairs where Peeta sat.
"Katniss," he said as he watched me sit beside him on the couch.
"Yeah?" I asked. He smiled sweetly.
"There's this big dinner in the Capitol next week with all the people from Victor's Village would be invited to. Wanna come?" he asked.
"Oh, Peeta… I…. I'm worried about Gabriel," I said.
"Oh.. don't worry, you can take him with us," he said and I smiled.
"Then, okay," I said and hugged him.
"Gale's also coming," he said and he looked at me, his eyes trying to read my mind.
"Oh, okay," I said, nonchalantly. Peeta stared at me a bit longer before he smiled again.
"Alright, I'll go to bed," he said quickly and went up the stairs, leaving me staring at him, dumbfounded.
I know it's short, but Gabriel has been born! Please tell me what you thought.