Hello! I know I have been away but with holidays, school, and every other excuse I have been neglecting this story. But I found a free minute long enough to devote to writing. I am open to suggestions and please review or PM me! I love getting the email that someone has just reviewed/favorite/followed my story it brightens my day and encourages me to write faster. Sorry I have been away but hope this makes it better.

Suzanne Collins wrote THG I am just borrowing her characters.

I dream sweetly of last night, lying next to Peeta, gazing at the stars. We were curled up together and I felt at peace with the world, and I haven't felt that since before my father died. I think of him everyday, knowing that he wont get to see us grow up. See Prim get married, because I sure am not going to. See Prim's kids, which I am defiantly not having. I look at Peeta looking up at the stars trying to find the constellations they taught us in school years ago. And I think to myself, could this be that bad. Could my whole idea of marriage be so absurd? I am only sixteen, no time to be thinking like that. When we got tired and were starting to fall asleep we went out of the woods. Peeta walked me home, and I told him he could stay. He told me he should get back home. I urged him to stay, and he did. The couch was all made up for him thanks to my mother probably. He sat down on the couch and lay down. I gave him a kiss goodnight then I went into the bedroom. Prim was sprawled out on my bed and my mother was on hers. I didn't want to wake Prim up, if I did she might ask how my date went and that would wake my mother up. I walked back into the living room and poked Peeta. He shifted and looked at me. I just opened my arms and he did the same, and I crawled onto the couch next to him. He held me in his arms and I used his arm that was under me as a pillow. We both fell asleep quickly.

The thing that woke me up was Peeta moving around, I looked over at him. It looked like he was having a nightmare. I began to shake his shoulders and call his name. His eyes sprang open and his hands grabbed my face and his eyes frantically scanned my face, and then he kissed me so passionately I felt an inferno in my gut. He pulled back and just held me close to him.

"Peeta, what happened?" I ask quietly

"I had a nightmare," He whispers.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, it's best not to relive it"

"Ok, are you hungry? I could make breakfast"

"No, I just want to sit here, and never let this moment end" He holds me tighter and I let him, if this is what he needs to cope with this dream. Then I am not one to oppose. I began to hum a song hoping it would make him feel better. He closed his eyes and began to drift back off to sleep and so did I. The second time I woke up that morning was when Prim was shaking me.

"Yea, Prim?" I asked.

"Nothing, I just wanted to let you know it's noon. You two slept all day." I look over at the window and see that the sun is high in the sky. I don't think I have ever slept this late in my life.

"Ok Prim, we will get up in a minute." I smile at her and she smiles at me then her face darkens.

"Just to warn you, mom is pretty mad about, this," she motions to Peeta and I and the couch.

"I guess she will have to get used to it," as I say this I feel Peeta smile against my shoulder, I guess he is up. I shoo Prim away then turn to Peeta and kiss him softly on the lips. He opens his eyes and acts like he just woke up.

"Morning," he says.

"Moring sleepy head"

"Oh what's the rush, we don't have to be anywhere today"

"I guess so," I get up and look back at him and he is pouting. I laugh and sit next to him.

"Come on, we do have something to do today," I say.

"What would that be?"

"Well we have to make some rolls and a stand, then we have to see the interviews tonight." He gets a look of guilt on his face as I mention having to see Gale.

"I know you feel bad about Gale, but if he were here he would be happy for us, trust me Peeta," I tell him.

"I just feel like I am betraying him a little bit. He loved you a lot Katniss."

"Well, I love him too, just not like I love you." He smiles at me and I can tell that he feels better.

"Ok, lets bring him home."

After a few hours we conjure up a stand and some rolls. Our stand consists of some dead trees I found in the woods, and Peeta took some long grasses and tied them together. We snuck some ingredients out of the bakery and bakes four-dozen rolls in my kitchen. By the time we get all that done we have three hours until the interviews. We put the rolls up for 3 dollars a roll, and we set up in the Hob, where people know Gale best. Oddly enough, we sell all but one roll. We leave our stand with Greasy Sae who promises to keep it safe, then we head to the Justice Building to send the money to Gale. They take our money and seal it in an envelope and tell us to take it to the train station. After we leave there we head to the meadow to share our roll.

"Where do you want to watch the interviews tonight?" Peeta asks.

"I thought my house. Where do you want to go?"

"We could go to my house, my family watches the pregame stuff in the square, we would be alone," he suggests.

"Sure that sounds great," after this he lays down in the grass and pats next to him and I lay down and lay my head on his chest. He begins to play with my braid taking it out and putting it back in. We lay there for at least another hour, just enjoying the others company.

I meet Peeta at the bakery just as Caesar Flickerman is giving his opening speech. He kisses my check and asks me if I am ready to see Gale. I tell him yes and ask him the same. His face turns white and he motions for me to come in.

"Peeta, you have to stop blaming yourself. It's not your fault he knew what he was doing," I tell him as I snuggle up next to him on the couch.

"I just want him to die hating me, hating us," I sigh and take his face in my hands.

"He is not going to die, he is gonna make it home to us. He will be happy for us, he just has to get used to it. It took him by surprise," he nods. "Now kiss me, your making me depressed," he smiles a little and kisses me. We watch the first few districts, see a girl who tries to be sexy from district one, an overconfident boy from two, a girl who I thinks looks like a fox, Peeta just laughs when I point it out.

"I'm telling you Peeta she looks just like a fox,"

He laughs as he says, "yeah, sure she does." He kisses me as I begin to protest, soon we get carried away and miss the next few districts. We get really carried away when District Twelve comes on. As Peeta and I get almost to the point you are probably thinking of I hear Gales voice on the TV, I don't catch the interview but I do hear "I guess you could say there is a girl back home for me. I tried to ask her out once but she turned me down" "How terrible, tell you what, you win this thing and she will have to take you" "Winning wont help in my case Caesar"

"Why ever not?" "She is madly in love with my best friend and finally realized it"