I AM VERY VERY VERY VERY TIRED FROM A FIELD TRIP, SO CHAPTER 36 WILL NOT COME UNTIL TOMORROW! SORRY!

I don't exactly know how labor works, so let's see what will happen…(Obviously I have never been through any of this.)

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2…I'm watching that, so that's why I'm a little late.

Chapter 35 – Katniss's POV

I was in my bed, sweating like a pig. The nurse asked me how I was doing. "Great, thanks for asking." I said very sarcastically. Another contraction. I screamed out in pain. "It hurts!"

"Can I get you anything?"

I stared at her like she was crazy. "Really? Really?" I bit my tongue, then finally said, "Get me my fiancé."

"I cannot do that." She walked closer to me. "Is there anything else?"

I pulled her in by grabbing on the front of her shirt. "Listen to me now. You do not want to mess with me; especially when I'm pregnant." I let her take what I had just said in. "Now go get Peeta or all hell with break loose. Do you understand?"

She nodded and took off. I sighed in relief. Moments later, Peeta walked through the door and smiled. I tried, but there was another contraction. I grabbed Peeta's hand and squeezed it through the pain. "Fuck, Katniss that hurts!"

"You try having a baby!" I screamed. "Get a doctor. I don't care which one, just a doctor!" Peeta tried to run off, but I didn't let go.

"Katniss, let go."

I started crying. "I don't want to! I can't. I can't do this Peeta! I can't!"

"Yes you can. Let go and I will be right back. I don't leave your side."

"Promise?"

"Promise. Now let go." I let go of his hand and he ran out the door. Two minutes passed by. Another contraction. Seconds into the contraction, Peeta and a doctor. "Babe, I'm back."

I couldn't say anything. I'm in too much pain. I grabbed Peeta's hand. He winced. "Sorry." I said shakily.

"No problem. Just squeeze when it hurts." I immediately started squeezing his hand.

The doctor spoke to me next. "Katniss, I need you to take deep breaths."

"No kidding!" I said. I squeezed Peeta's hand again.

"How long do we have?" Peeta asked.

"Are you in pain, Mr. Mellark?"

"Of course not." I saw him relax when I loosened my grip on his hand. "Never better."

"Katniss. I need you to push on the count of three for thirty seconds at a time. Okay?" I nodded. "Go."

I started pushing. I said many things during these thirty seconds:

"I'm never going to do this again."

"Peeta, we're never having sex again."

"I can' do this!"

Eventually, Peeta couldn't take it anymore. "You're going to hate me, but shut the hell up!"

"Keep going Katniss, almost there!" Another thirty seconds had gone by. "Take a couple deep breaths. One more time now!"

"Fuck taking breaths!" I just pushed.

"There we go!" I was bawling my eyes out.. My abdomen ached, but I let go of Peeta's hand. I looked at it. It was red and it looked terrible. The doctor lifted the baby and wrapped it up in a blanket. "What's her name?"

I tried to speak through my sobs. "An-dre-a." I inhaled after every syllable. "Peeta, middle name?"

"I can pick?"

"If it so pleases you, you God damn well better pick one.

"May." He said.

"Andrea May Mellark." I mumbled. "Pretty." Peeta laughed. "When can I hold her?"

"In a few minutes. For now, just rest your eyes." I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

This chapter was short, but very, very, very important.

I cried so much reading this story because of Harry Potter.