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One month later
Today will be the first day I'll go out again. Peeta send me out of the house. He woke up early this morning, woke me up, made me take a shower and then gave me my bow and arrows and almost kicked me out. He said I needed to go out of the house, that Prue would do just fine without me for a couple of hours. I think it was just an excuse to have her all for himself. Can't blame him. I've not once left the house since the day we brought her back home. So he decided it was time for me to have some ME time. I don't want me time.
After spending a few hours in the woods, and having some meat to bring home I decided to go home. I'd really enjoyed my hunting trip and I was glad Peeta kicked me out. It was really nice to be out again. To see the forest, to follow the animals footsteps. It's like if I can finally breathe again, like if during those past few weeks I was keeping myself from taking a deep breath. But when I saw it was already way pass three o'clock I almost run back at home. What if something happened when I was in the woods? What if Peeta forget to turn out the over? What if Prue was hungry and we we're out of milk? Out of milk? Why do I even think about that? I'm living with Peeta? I'm sure everything will be just fine. He's a great dad. But, what if he suddenly fell back into one of those moments he can't remember anything that happened? That was the moment I decided walking towards home wasn't fast enough and I started to run like a crazy person.
"Peeta?" I tried to say calmly when I opened the door. "In the kitchen." I putted my bow and arrows down on the table next to the front door en took off my boots. I calmly walked into the kitchen where I delicious smell was coming out of the oven. "Good afternoon Sweetheart." Haymitch said to me holding my little girl. One look around the kitchen and I could tell I was getting a bit paranoid. "So? No problems with Prue?" I ask randomly. "I can handle my own daughter you know. In fact I didn't had any troubles at all, Haymitch held her busy all day." Haymitch? Why would he stay here all day long? I know he loves Prue but, really all day? Doesn't he have a life? "Well, about that," He said as he stood up. "Here's my girl. Take good care of her. I've got some business to take care of." He added handing me over Prue. I took her in my arms and she started to play with my braid. That was something she really likes to do, play with my hair. That's way I have to keep it in a braid. She can pull like no one of her age can! "Leaving already? I've barely see you." I say. If he stayed all day he could at least stay here for a couple more minutes! "You know what, I'll come back later. For diner!" He says inviting himself to dinner before he left the house. "Catch anything? Or did you completely lost you hunting skills to replace them by motherhood skills?" Peeta asked me as he took my in his arms, carefully not to hurt Prue. "Peeta, I had such a wonderful day! The forest was so calm, the animals we're out! So much today! You have no idea of how much I missed it!" I couldn't hunt since that one time I tried it when I was pregnant, that one time I broke my arm, leg en got scratch in the back by a wild cat. Wasn't smart of me.
I don't know why, but I had the feeling that Peeta was hiding something from me. Something Haymitch knew about but he didn't' wanted to tell me either. Well, I guess at some point they'll have to tell me.
Prue was sleeping in her own room now. It was already late and I thought I figured out what Peeta was keeping from me. "You know which day it is?" I ask him while we were lying down on the couch watching TV. "Euh, Friday?" Really? Yes, but that's not what I meant. "Really? Common bread boy, let me help you remember!" I say on a way I hope is seductive. I lean over the kiss my husband. But even kissing me, Peeta don't seem to remember what day it is. So I try to make him remember by being les subtle. My hands our going in to his hair I start kissing him with more passion. The kind of passion I've been holding in for more than a month passion. "Katniss, you're mom said we shouldn't!" Peeta said between to kisses. "Really Mister Mellark? You don't get it? Today is the day! Haven't you seen the circle I putt on today on the calendar in the kitchen?"He takes a few seconds to understand what I was trying to tell him and then he started to smile. "Oh, today is the day!" He says taking me in his arms and holding me close. He finally returns my kiss with the passion I was hoping. He then stood up still holding me close to him and took me to our bedroom.
We were both lying down in bed. I was using Peeta as my pillow again, I've been missing that for too long because of my huge belly, now I can enjoy it again. He was stroking my hair with his one hand while he was playing with my hand with his other one. "That's something I can see I've been missing." I told Peeta. Really, that I've missed. And now my whale size stomach isn't in the way anymore. "I can't say no to that!" Peeta replied. "But still, I'm happy." I understand why he is. The waiting meant the baby was here. "I know. I'm too." I'm happy. I'm happy Peeta changed my mind about having a baby. I can't imagine life without my little girl anymore. But one is enough. Everybody is happy now.
Peeta was slowly falling asleep. I could tell by the way he was breathing. I putted on one of his shirts. Who knows when Prue is going to start crying? And going naked into the nursery is not an option. I was thinking about my day. It had been absolutely perfect. At first the hunting, the nice evening with my husband while we ate and just were together, and then the really nice time with Peeta in our bedroom. But then I remembered that Peeta was looking like he was hiding something from me. At first I was thinking it was because he saw today's date on the calendar. But he seemed too surprised when I literally jumped on him. What could he possible want to hide from me? If he wants a second baby, just after I gave him Prue, he's going to be disappointed. One is enough for me. But I don't know how, but I didn't think that was it. Starting to become impatient I decide to try to wake Peeta up. I started to move in bed hoping that it would wake him but no. So for five minutes I pretend like if I was asleep and then accidently hit him with my arm. "What? What? What?" Peeta says waking up. "Peeta. Why are you awake?" I say pretending like he was the one that woke me up. And Peeta being Peeta he didn't tell me I hit him, even known I did it on purpose. "Just go back to sleep Katniss. It's nothing." He said robbing my hair. "Peeta?" I then start with what I hope looks like a sleepy voice. "Yes Katniss?" "You we're acting weird today. Like if something was wrong." I added hoping he would get the point and tell me. "Are you hiding something from me?" I there I could see it on his face. I'd been right the whole time. He wasn't just trying to get me out of the house, he wanted me out of the house. Why would he need me to be out? "Well, I guess I should just tell you. You'll hear about it anyway." Hear about what? "Katniss, I don't think you're going to like it …"
So, what is Peeta going to tell Katniss? What could he possibly have tried to hide from her? Well you'll read it the next chapter of my fanfic. By that time, don't forget to review!