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"Katniss…do you want to talk about what happened with Gale." She seems to tense up at his name, I reach for her hand and she takes it immediately without hesitation. "I don't want to go into details Peeta…" "Okay, do you want to tell me anything about it?" "If it weren't for you Peeta…I think Gale would have raped me." "I know he tried kissing you but…do you really think he'd go that far? He used to be your best friend." "Well you didn't have any issues when you held the scissors to his wrist. What happened to you? You're normally the rational one in our relationship..." "I just…snapped. It was obvious you weren't happy with what was happening. And when I snapped I decided to eliminate the issue. I don't feel guilty. I just feel ignorant for leaving you in there with him in the first place…" What were you thinking you idiot…leaving your wife and daughter in there with a drunk, and mentally flawed guy…good choice Peeta

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

You're blaming yourself? Seriously Peeta…I really don't deserve you. I play with his hair and kiss his cheek while he drives us through district seven. "This is ridiculous…what's done is done. I want to talk about something…happy. That seems to be a foreign thing for me and you." Peeta smiles, "You mean trying to help me remember about our competitions to the death aren't happy conversations for you?" "Ha ha ha. You're soo funny…" I shoot him a halfhearted smile of sarcasm, he does the same. "Oh crap." "What?" "Kat we have to stop and fill the car up. We're almost out of gas." "Okay, that's fine." "Really? After last time I thought you'd be pretty you know…mad." Peeta clenches his jaw as if he's waiting to have the lecture of a lifetime at any moment. "Peeta, I'm really not mad. I need to pee anyway." "Need me to go into the shop with you?" "No if anything, if you go ahead and fill the car up, we can make a speedy escape if needed."

I smile and scoot out of the car, I can tell Peeta is rushing so I try to make a run for the bathroom before anybody can recognize me. After I finish…"going" I spot their coffee machine, no Katniss, it'll make you have to pee. And you're not supposed to drink any during the pregnancy. Suddenly I get a craving for it…it's no longer a want…it's a necessity for life…I grab the smallest cup they have and fill it up with the warm black coffee. The beans smell perfect for my craving; I happily take my cup to the counter to pay. I keep my head low to avoid recognition; doing good…the person in front of you hasn't made the connection of who you are. "Oh my god, Mockingjay?" This voice sound faintly familiar but I can't place it…it sounds so much more nasal then the person I thought it was. I turn around and all the happiness is drained at the idea of another mobbing…

As soon as I see the wide set brown eyes, I know I'm safe… "You do realize you're not supposed to have caffeine when you're pregnant, don't you Brainless?" "Hey Johanna!" She smiles at her own comment, she had startled me so much that I had dropped my coffee. "I guess the fact that I dropped it, actually served me well. Thanks." Johanna shakes her head and continues to laugh under her breath. "So…you and Mellark are having a baby Mockingjay. Let's hope it at least gets her father's brains." "Yeah…whatever." I decide to hug Johanna, she allows me to for a second or two. "Okay…back off. You don't have any more morphing to offer me." We both smile at the memory, back in district thirteen. "What brings you to seven?" "On our way home from four." "Oh…so I guess lover boy is here too." "Yeah, if I don't get out there soon, we may see physco path Peeta busting through the door at any moment." We both laugh, and walk out the door together. "Where are you headed Johanna?" "Just back home." "Okay…well it was nice seeing you. Come visit us sometime." "Sure. Later guys." I watch Johanna jog back in the direction of her car, and drive off. I get back into the car with Peeta. "So… didn't run into anything worse than Johanna in the store?" "No, I wasn't mobbed this time." "That's good." I nod in agreement and kiss Peeta's forehead and we're back on the road.

After a couple conversations with Peeta, our daughter finally calms down and I am about to drop from exhaustion. I turn on my side and fall asleep.

I crack my eyes open and I look around and can see the trees of district twelve. We pass the bakery, "Can we go into the bakery for a while Peeta?" He stares at me long and hard. "I was thinking maybe I could try baking tomorrow…So I wanted to figure out what bread I'd want to make…" "Okay." I can tell he's holding back his excitement as we pull into the bakery. Peeta pulls the key out from the car's shelf and unlocks the door to the bakery. Even though there isn't bread baking, it still smells delicious. There are so many breads already made by Peeta's employee, it makes my stomach growl. "Where do you want to start Kat?" He may be calm, sane, Peeta on the outside and the words he say projects the same vibe; but after being married to him for years…I know better. "It's okay Peeta…you don't have to act guarded. I really do want to bake tomorrow." His smile widens and he pulls me into his arms, "I told you that you'd want to bake one day." "I'm only filling in on what our daughter will be helping you with."

I let a smile slip through my grasp, we both look down at our daughter, since we entered the bakery she hasn't stopped kicking, and moving. "Is it hurting Kat?" I nod quickly as I feel like my ribcage is about to crack. Why are you already kicking so much when you're just entering the second trimester? Peeta tries bending down and talking to her, and even resting his hand on my stomach. "Sweetie what do you want? Tell daddy." "Yeah, because she can talk to you!" I scream out in pain. Peeta can't do anything but wipe the sweat from my forehead, and hold my hand. After what seems like hours, I grab a bite to eat hoping to distract myself, as soon as I take the first couple bites, she stops kicking completely. "Figures, our kid would love your bread almost more than I do." "I guess that means, I'll have two of you eating the inventory." "Testing the inventory." I correct Peeta. He thinks for a moment and then laughs as if he recalls that day when I found out about I was pregnant, and made the same remark.

I continue to eat whatever bread looks most appetizing, and in this case…they all do. "You know Kat…we haven't even picked a name for our little girl." "Oh yeah. I keep forgetting." "You know because our lives are so boring, we've just been in the hospital for almost your entire pregnancy." He half smiles, and nudges me. "So what have you been thinking name, oh mighty wise one…" "Well…I wouldn't mind another Katniss…but I had a feeling you wouldn't go for that." I shake my head in agreement. "We could always name her after somebody we lost in a "battle" like Rue, Mags, or maybe even…Prim." I shake my head as fast as it'll move… "Peeta, I couldn't handle calling out one of their names after what happened to people they were named after." My stomach begins hurting and the multiple loaves of bread are trying to come up. "You're right. Bad idea. I'm sorry." I lean my head into his chest, "it's okay Peeta. What if we go home for a while, and we can look online for names."

Peeta nods and pulls out a couple more loaves of bread, and hands them to me. "I hope this will last you until we get home." I pretend to scowl at him, and then I stand on my toes and kiss his cheek. On the way into the house I just look around. As pretty as district four was, nothing can compare to my woods here in twelve. Peeta stands with his arm around my waist and unlocks the door. The last time I walked inside of this house I was in a frantic race to run back to Peeta with our wedding tapes. Peeta lays the box down on the small table in our living room and smiles at me. "Ready to start looking at names Katniss?" I try to share in Peeta's enthusiasm and grab the laptop. "She's kicking again. Grab the bread." Peeta laughs and obliges and picks up the bag from the bakery. "What would you do without me and my bread?" "I'd be dead after what happened when we were eleven years old." I never feel like I can say thank you enough for something that happed so long ago; Peeta does the same thing he always does, he kisses me and says "I would be too." Only this time I have the pain of the baby kicking me repeatedly. I don't even bother to pull off a piece I just bite into the huge loaf of bread…. Not even my favorite kind of bread eases the kicking.

"Just forget it, she's not going to stop…let's go look at names." "Where's going to be most comfortable, for you to sit?" "I'd kinda like to go out to the meadow." "I knew it." Peeta's smile is radiant, he holds my hand and we go and sit under a tree, right where we can see the sun about to set; as I take a few breaths of the natural air, and thankfully our daughter's kicking subsides." "I guess she likes the outdoors as well." As soon as Peeta says that a smile that is uncontrollable spreads along my face. Maybe there is hope for you outside of baking bread. "Where do we start?" "A's I guess."

I scroll through the list of girl names. And not a single one catches my eye. I liked the one Aurora….but it didn't seem to quite fit with our last name. There had to be at least three hundred names that we scrolled through. Peeta complained that I scrolled too fast, that we couldn't half see what we were reading. I flop onto my back, "Peeta…if we only found one name that we liked in the entire A list…don't you think it seems silly to look at all the names on this website?" "Katniss. It only takes one name to be our child's name. And trust me…we'll know when it's the right name."

Peeta takes my wrists gently and pulls me back up; "Fine we can go through the B's but then I'm done for today." There has been only one name to catch my eye…and its meaning is perfect. "Peeta do you like that name?" I point to one of the first names I see… His eyes shine brighter, then the actual sun that is just setting and it seems perfect…the timing, the place, the meaning… "Kat, I love it!" "So do I." We both just stare at the screen in pure happiness; Peeta pecks me quickly on the lips and then turns his attention to my stomach…

"Hi sweetie…your mommy and I picked a name for you, your name is-"

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