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2 Days later
Today Peeta and I can take are little baby girl home. My mom proposed to keep her at her place for the next couple of month to help us but no way my little baby girl get out of my sight. I'm exhausted because of the lack of sleep. I couldn't sleep at all the first night at my mom's little hospital and I didn't even want to. I was too busy admiring my little princess. She didn't have the same problem as I had. She slept a lot, but always in someone's arms. Even if my mom brought us a little crib in the room she didn't even got in it. It's really early in the morning, it's probably like 7:30 am or something, I can't tell for sure because the sun is hiding behind some clouds. I'm holding my little girl close against me while we inter in victor's village. Peeta told Haymitch that I was staying at my mom's house because he was painting the baby's room and that he didn't wanted me to be there because of the paint. I think it's about something like paint is kind of toxic? What it wasn't at all! But it means that nobody except my mom exactly knows that our little baby girl is here. Peeta protectively putts his arm around me and kisses my cheek. If it's even possible he seems like even more in love with me then before. But I'm too. This baby girl is like the living proof of my eternal love for my husband. I can already see our house. Peeta opens the door and we bring our little girl into her house.
"Look Prue, you're home now." I whisper to my sleeping baby. "We're home now." Peeta says. "What about we put this little angel in her crib? I think her mommy could have some sleep too." Peeta says whispering. Butting my little angel down?! "I'm fine Peeta, I don't need sleep." Says the woman that's probably walking around like a zombie! "What if we put the crib in our room for a while?" Sleeping with the baby, that's much better. "All go to bed if you come to." I say playful. I know he could have some sleep too! "I'm going to move the crib right now." He says smiling. He gives me one more kiss, on the lips this time and gently kisses our baby girls forehead. Peeta heads upstairs as I show my little sleeping girl the house.
Peeta is actually taking his time to move the crib and I decided to go see what's taking so long. I walk upstairs still holding my little baby girl and go to our bedroom. When I walk in I see Peeta trying to take every single piece of bedcover with blood away. I even see some tears in his eyes. I walks towards him and take his hands. "Let's sleep in the guest room." I say. I can't let him do that, he was so happy a couple of minutes ago. I'll just have to do that myself. I lead Peeta outside the room and walk into the bedroom with him. I hand him my little treasure over and walks into the nursery to move the crib. This is heavier than I thought, good thing it has wheels! I come back into the guest room to see Peeta smiling again watching at our little miracle. The crib is ready for our little baby's first sleepover. Peeta gently puts Prue into her bed and take me in his arms as we are watching over her. Its good thing Peeta was so excited about the baby, thanks to that the room is already fully ready for her. It's our turn to lay down on bed. This time there is no way I take a pillow! I lay down with my head just above Peeta's heart. He closes his arms around me and we both fall asleep.
I woke up on a crying baby girl. Why do I feel like crying every time she cries? I look at the clock to see that I only slept for an hour and a half. I take my little girl in my arms and leave the room before she wakes Peeta up. I walk back in the nursery and go sit in the chair next to the window. And starts to breastfeed my little girl. Once my little girl is full a wait for her to burp and change her diaper. "How are my girls doing?" I turn my head to see Peeta standing in the doorway. "I think we're just fine." I tell him. "What do you want for breakfast?" Didn't we already have breakfast at my mom's place? Doesn't matter I'm hungry. "Whatever we have is good for me." I say. Peeta nod and walks downstairs. My baby girl seems sleepy again, even if that's probably the only thing she has done, sleeping. So I put her back in her crib. We need to have a second one so we can have her downstairs with us. Didn't we have one?! I make sure Prue is sleeping before I walk downstairs into the kitchen. "Didn't we have a second crib?" I ask Peeta as I walk into the kitchen." I think we have. I'll search for it after breakfast." He replies and puts as plate with pancakes in front of me. "But first, let's eat."
I'm upstairs watching over my little girl while Peeta is building the second crib. When I hear someone enter in the house without knocking I have a pretty good idea of who it is. "Where is she?!" I hear Haymitch yell. I guess he found Peeta. "Where is who?" I think Peeta answer, can' tell for sure because he wasn't talking as loudly as Haymitch. "Katniss? Where is she, you said she was at her mom's. But she isn't and I saw all the blood in your room yesterday." Why was Haymitch in the house yesterday? Don't really matter actually. "Haymitch calm down, let me tell you." All of that yelling woke up my little angel and I take her in my arms. "Shhhhut, don't cry little princess. Mommy is here." I whisper. "I won't calm down until you told me where she is!" Haymitch continuous. "It's time for us to go downstairs my baby girl. Daddy needs some help with grand-pa Haymitch." I walk out of the guest room and walk downstairs with my little baby. "Peeta, I'm coming." I say hopping it was loud enough for him to hear me. "Katniss? Is that you?" Haymitch say. Of course it's me. "Just wait here. Stay here!" Peeta says and walks out of the living room towards me. He put his arm around me and we walk together into the living room. I can see Haymitch is relieved to see me alive and not dead. "Haymitch." I say. His eyes are now on the little baby I'm holding in my arms. "That's, that can't be…" He stutters. He looked back and me and to the baby again. He's probably trying to adding 1+1. "Haymitch, let me introduce you to Prue Aiden Mellark." Peeta says not hiding his proud. "How is it possible?!"Haymitch asks us. My turn to talk, don't want Peeta to tell him, it's too hard for him, I can tell. "Two days ago, I had, let's say a problem. And this little angel here had to come out earlier." That's the best way to tell him, I think. "So you're okay?" He asks me. He probably got really worry. We should have told him earlier. "Yes, I'm fine." He was so relieved to hear that, that I think he forgot my little angel. When he looked at Peeta he the last sings of worry where gone and he seemed happy? I can't tell actually, never saw him really happy before. "May I?" He asks to Peeta. Peeta walks to him and hand him Prue over. I'm actually starting to worry now. Peeta takes my hand and starts rubbing it. I think his as worried as I am. "Well that little monster is way prettier than her father. Sure it's yours?" Haymitch jokes. "Don't answer, I can see it at her eyes. No doubt it's yours. But she's as pretty as her mom." That's probably the first time Haymitch gives me a compliment. "That's for sure." Peeta says. I do not really agree with that, she's as gorgeous as her father is. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? I was worrying sick! You never leave the house without telling me and when I came in to see Peeta yesterday all I found was a bloody bed." He tells us still looking at Prue. His gently starts to rub Prue hand with one of his finger. He has like giant fingers next to our mini-us. "Everything happened so quickly. And once everything was okay we thought we would make it a surprise by coming home not only the two of us but the three of us." Peeta tells him. I'm not sure he even has listen to it because he seems captivating by Prue. "I forgot something I'll be right back." I say heading to the kitchen. I open a drawer and take out a little box. When I walk back into the living room both Haymitch and Peeta are sitting in the sofa. "We didn't have the time yet to put this on her." I say taking the little bracelet Haymitch gave us out of the box. I walk to my little daughter and put it around her. But problem is, it doesn't fit her, she's too little. "Maybe in a couple of months then." I say smiling. Is that a tear in Haymitch's eyes?! "Who is that gorgeous little monster here?" He says with a weird voice. "I'm going to finish the second crib." Peeta says and stand up. I take his place on the sofa and starts playing with Haymitch and my daughter. "You are." Haymitch continuous. I can't help but thinking that my life turned out okay. After everything we've been through, it actually turned out okay. I'm sure Prim, dad and everyone else we've lost would be proud of us. I've my own little family now.
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