AN: Some of you do think I rushed it a little but I'm not going to change it. The end is really close and I'm thinking about making a sequel about Hope going into the Hunger Games. Please tell me if that's a good idea. Sorry, for not updating as much as I usually do a book that I ordered offline finally arrived so after school I read the whole book in my bedroom and I didn't have time to update. OOPS! Anyway I hope you can forgive me :) Enjoy…

Peeta

I thought we'd be back home in District 12 the next day but, of course, we had an interview to do. Katniss and I were given a bigger room and a cot and a few outfits for Hope. I woke to the sound of a small cry and despite waking up; I can't help but smile down at my small baby. I lift her out of the cot and slid into bed again. I let Katniss stay asleep beside me for a while longer since she hasn't had as much rest as me but I new I'd have to wake her soon because Hope is hungry.

I rock her in my arms and make funny faces that she's too young to laugh at since she's only a day old. It still hasn't sunk in; I have a baby. I'm a father. I wonder what Katniss's family thinks. Somehow I don't think they're going to be happy but you never know; they might like having a grandchild and I bet Prim will love being an aunt.

I feel Katniss stir beside me and I look over to see her wide-awake and watching me with a small smile on her face. "How are you feeling?" I ask.

"Better than I was last night," she whispers.

"I bet you are," I smile.

"Is she hungry?" Katniss asks and I nod, handing the baby to her.

I watch as she lifts her top up and starts feeding Hope and I can't get the picture out of my head; they look so… comfortable with eachother, like it was meant to be.

Once she finishes feeding our baby she hands her back to me so she can have a shower before being beautified for our interview. I let her change into fresh clothes after her shower before going in myself and washing my hair. I finish right on time because my Prep team walk in and start getting me ready.

They style my hair and cover some of my bruises and scars from the arena. After they're finished working on me they leave and I pick Hope up out of her cot despite Portia complaining, telling me she might be sick over my black suit. I shrug and hold my baby anyway, rocking her from side to side. President Snow had said the day before that he wants Hope to come on stage with us so at last minute we dress her up in a beautiful white dress that resembles one of Katniss's wedding gowns.

We walk backstage and watch as Mags and Finnick are interviewed. I assume Johanna and Wiress have already had their go since I can't see them. The baby starts crying again and I turn to look at Katniss, who has Hope in her arms. "Don't cry," I say and peck her nose. She stops crying and looks at me in… amazement? Then we have a full on staring competition. Did you know my baby can stare like she isn't only a day old? I glance at Katniss and then back at Hope. "She glares like you do," I decide and smile.

Our names are finally called and we walk on stage, Katniss holding Hope one handed and her free hand holding one of mine. "She's so cute!" Caesar smiles as we sit down and turn to face him. "Can I hold her?" he asks and Katniss hands her over.

"So, how are you two doing?" he asks as he stares at Hope in wonder.

"We are fine and very glad to be home," I reply and squeeze Katniss's hand.

"Good. So, how did you feel when you were told you could get out of the arena, Katniss?" he asks.

"I couldn't believe it. All along I was set on keeping Peeta alive and then the shocking event took place and the next thing I know we're back in the Capitol," she replies.

"Mentioning the 'shocking event', how did you feel when you found out you were having a baby?"

"Well, I was to busy trying to get her out and I didn't really have time to think about it," she says.

"And how did you feel Peeta?" Caesar asks.

"Like crying," I say and everyone laughs remembering how much I had cried. "It was scary, I didn't know what to do and all I wanted to do was free Katniss of the pain," I reply.

"Before Hope was born did you ever want kids?" he asks.

"I did, I always have," I reply.

"I didn't but as soon as Hope was born I new I would never regret having her. She's amazing, I love her so much," Katniss says and I lean over and peck her lips lightly, happy that she's happy.

The interview goes on for a while longer and then we are free to go back to our rooms. "When can we go home?" I ask Haymitch as we walk towards our room.

"Snow said you can leave tomorrow," he replies and I nod.

"We are going home," I whisper as Katniss puts a sleeping baby in her cot. She turns to face me and smiles.

"Thank god. I can't wait to get out of here," she whispers and puts her hands on my shoulders. "I love you."
"I love you too," I reply and we settle down and go to sleep.

Katniss

When I wake up I realise just how nervous I am. I'm more nervous than I was about going in the arena because now I have to go home to my family. How will they react? Are they angry? What will my dad do? All these thoughts haunt me and we step on the train. The train drives away and Peeta and I make un-important chitchat while taking it in turns to hold Hope. "Are you nervous?" Peeta asks and I nod.

"More than I thought I'd be. What about you?" I reply.

"I'm crapping myself," he says and I grin.

After a few hours our train finally comes to a stop and we walk towards the exit. Peeta takes Hope off me and holds her with one hand before taking mine with his free one. "Are you ready?" he asks.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I reply and we step out of the train.

AN: I'm rubbish. My chapters are getting worse and worse I don't know what to write about anymore. Any ideas? I need a good ending because I won't be able to update without an idea. Review and I'm sorry it's rubbish.