It was sweltering hot on the day that Johanna and Gale had their wedding. I was due in five days so there wasn't much I was allowed to do when it came to setting up.

We'd decided to do it in the square, where the reapings and the whippings used to take place. It had been Prim's suggestion; to hold the wedding there to try and erase the bad memories, replacing them with the new good memories.

There wasn't much shade there, so I was sat watching beneath an awning Peeta had erected for me. I wasn't really supposed to be there; my mother had wanted me to stay indoors because of the heat but I'd been going insane with boredom because there was no one around to keep me company.

Annie had Reed helping her and Prim decorate the chairs with ribbons; she had to redo his but it was cute to watch. Reed isn't boisterous like most boys are; he's active, he enjoys running around and getting dirty but he enjoys making things and reading just as much, maybe more. He's sensitive, like his father but also very strong willed and stubborn like me.

I couldn't believe that he was three months away from being two.

Peeta had dressed him today; right now, he was in shorts, sandals and a t-shirt with a hat on to protect him from the sun but later, for the wedding, he was to wear a suit that Gale's mother had made for him; Gale had wanted him to be the ring bearer, a job which little Reed had taken very seriously.

I turn my attention to my mother who was with Cinna, decorating the platform where my best friend would be getting married. It was strange to watch the two of them as they worked and, as I continued to watch them, I noticed just how close they'd become and began to wonder if there was anything more going on between them.

My mother deserved happiness, especially after those horrible years since my father's death, and so did Cinna. Seeing the two of them smiling and laughing together seemed completely natural. I'd not seen many smiles from my mother, she reserved her happiness for Prim, Reed and, now, Cinna.

"Katniss!" Prim comes running over to me once she'd done the final chair. "Aren't you supposed to be helping Johanna?"

"I thought that Effie was doing that?" I say tearing my gaze away from my mother and my stylist.

Prim raises her eyebrows at me "exactly; you need to help Johanna decide not to kill Effie."

I laugh before rising from the chair I'd been sat on "Ok, I'm going."

The new justice building had been built just before the last section of houses had been finished. Johanna was in there with Effie, getting ready.

"Prim" I stop "is there anything going on between our mother and Cinna?"

She smiles a little and shrugs "she's not said anything to me but she's a lot happier around him."

I nod, returning the smile, before continuing toward the justice building.

Johanna was being a lot more patient than I'd expected as Effie helped her get ready. Cinna had made a few adjustments to one of the wedding dresses he'd made for me so that it would fit around Johanna's pregnant stomach.

"You look stunning" I say as I sit down on one of the seats, hearing it groan a little under my weight. I silently hoped it wouldn't break. That would be embarrassing.

Johanna had her hair done in an intricate knot on the back of her head; that, and the makeup, made her look almost unrecognisable. "I look like a cow" she grunts, her hands over her stomach.

"Don't be absurd" Effie scolds "you're glowing!"

"You do look great" I assure her "seriously, Gale's going to be stunned."

"Talking about Gale" Johanna starts, now beginning to panic "can someone go and check to see if he's still here? I don't want to walk out there only to find that he's finally seen sense and ran for the hills."

"I'll go" I offered, heaving myself up from my chair "where is he?"

"The room directly opposite this one" Effie says, starting to play with Johanna's hair again.

Gale looked breath taking; I was used to him looking dirty, as he'd been helping rebuild twelve, but now he was pristine and- "wow" I breathed, closing the door behind me. He was wearing a black tuxedo that Cinna had made for him "Gale, you look-"

"Like a priss, right?"

"Not likely" Cinna laughs.

"I thought that you were helping my mother?" I asked him

"I was" nods Cinna "but I also promised to help Gale."

"Yeah" Gale rolls his eyes "only just showed up."

Cinna laughs again "Gale, you are going to look ravishing by the time I'm done with you."

"You mean you're not done?" Gale asks in surprise "what more is left to do?!"

"You'll see" grins Cinna before turning to me "Katniss, was there something you wanted?"

I'd been watching their exchange with such fascination that I hadn't even realised that both of their attention was now focused on me. "Yeah, I-" I let out a quiet hiss as my stomach twinges and I feel the dread as I know what it probably means but I do my best to cover it up. I wasn't about to spoil Gale and Johanna's wedding day.

"Are you ok?" Cinna asks, frowning. He knew me better than most, except Peeta, Gale…and possibly Haymitch and Prim, but Peeta, Gale and Prim weren't here and Gale was more focused on straightening his bow tie.

I nod, fixing a smile in place "sure, yeah; the bride sent me over here to double check that her groom hadn't seen sense and done a runner."

Gale's head whipped around to stare at me "why would she think that?"

"Just jitters" I shrug "don't worry, Effie's keeping a firm hold on her; nothing is going to go wrong today, Gale. I promise that it's going to be a day that you'll remember for as long as you both shall live" I wink at him before leaving the room and going back to Johanna. "Good news" I state to the two women "he's still here!"

Johanna nods, smiling a little, but I could still see the panic behind her eyes. "See, nothing to worry about" Effie tells her. "Katniss, can you go and get Haymitch?"

"Why do you need Haymitch?" I ask

"Because he's walking me down the aisle" Johanna mutters, sitting down and smoothing out her dress.

Haymitch is walking Johanna down the aisle? I considered this for a moment before looking back on her time in twelve and in thirteen and saw that Haymitch had been a massive support to her. Of course, she didn't have any family left and Haymitch, and now Effie, had become surrogate parents to her…along with Gale's family. "That makes sense" I nod "what did he say when you asked him?"

"He didn't really use words" she replies, looking a little amused "it sounded more like a mouse being trodden on before he sobbed like a baby."

Effie laughs "I don't think he even cried that much when I told him that I was pregnant!"

"He cried when you told him that you were pregnant?" Johanna snorts

"Yes" she nods "I think that he was more excited about it than I was!"

"God" I shake my head, grinning "I think that he's turning into a big girls blouse! I'll go get him for you, Effie."

I found Haymitch sitting right at the back, on the last row of chairs, watching as the finishing touches were being made to the wedding arch. He looked dashing of course, in his new suit that matched Gales; his hair looked shiny and I wondered if he'd let Effie use some of the Capitol enhanced products on it. "What are you doing walking around, Sweetheart?" He asked as I waddled up to him, sliding over so that I could sit down. "Can you even see your toes?"

"I'm a planet, I get it" I roll my eyes, ignoring another twinge "but my mother hasn't expressly forbidden exercise, in fact, she's encouraged it."

"I wasn't insulting you" he sighs, tilting his head to get a better look at me "are you ok? You look funny."

"Johanna was just telling me how you sobbed like a baby when she asked you to walk her down the aisle" I tell him.

Haymitch just chuckles "you have to remember, Sweetheart, that Johanna is the closest thing I have to a daughter…well…until Aria finally joins us; being asked was an honour."

"I wasn't insulting you" I repeat his words "I thought it was sweet."

"Didn't think I'd ever see that day that you refer to me as 'sweet'" he snorts.

"Well the rebellion changed us all."

"Motherhood has made you soft, Katniss; are you sure you're alright?" He asks again when I couldn't contain a gasp.

"He's just moving around" I lie "feels like he's trying to break my ribs. Anyway, Haymitch, Effie wants you."

Haymitch raised his eyebrows and smiles a little "she does, does she?"

I frown "is that all you ever think about?" I shake my head "Haymitch, you're walking Johanna down the aisle, that's why Effie wants you."

He checks his watch and is quiet for a moment before he smirks and mutters "still have time, could find a broom closet or something…"

I leave him muttering to himself as I notice Peeta and Finnick emerging from the newly finished bakery. "Katniss! What are you doing here?!" He exclaims, grabbing my arm and guiding me toward one of the tables on the wooden decking and sitting me down in a chair.

"I'm only pregnant, Peeta" I sigh, getting slightly sick of people getting concerned about me.

"You're five days away from your due date, Katniss" he tells me after instructing Finnick to go inside to grab me some ice water "you shouldn't be out in this heat; I can barely handle it!" Taking my hand, he kisses it before pressing his forehead to mine "I just don't want you getting heatstroke or something. Can't I be concerned about you?"

"You can" I sigh "but everyone else keeps asking me the same thing. It's getting annoying."

Peeta chuckles quietly "they love you and they care about you."

"I know." I debated telling Peeta that I think that my labour had started but then I thought better of it; he wouldn't want to keep it quiet and the last thing I wanted to draw attention away from Johanna and Gale on their wedding day. It could wait an hour or so. "Where's Reed?" I ask when Finnick comes back with my water.

"Annie's using the backroom in the bakery to change him into his suit" Peeta says "I was going to do it but it took a lot longer than I thought to move the cake from the house to here, Finnick had to help me because I didn't want to risk moving it on my own and then I had to put the finishing touches on it."

"So that's why you're here?" I ask. Peeta had baked the cake back at the house because, when he'd started it, the Bakery was only half finished.

"Well, I figured that the bakery would be a better place to keep the cake since we're having the reception in the square as well."

"Smart" I nod, sipping at my water and watching as people finally began to arrive. There were only minutes left before Johanna would walk down the aisle. "We should probably go and take our seats" I say as Annie comes out with Dylan under one arm as she helped Reed onto the deck with her free hand.

"Hey big boy!" Finnick grins, plucking Dylan from his wife and holding him above his head as he pulled funny faces, making the nine month old giggle and squeal.

I smile at the two for a moment before turning my gaze onto my big boy and I felt tears well up in my eyes. "Reed" I sigh, holding out my arms for him "you look so handsome!" I tell him, hauling him onto my lap "look at you in your suit!"

"Dill has one too!" He tells me "his bow is red like mine!"

"His bow tie is red too?" Peeta asks, squatting down beside me and touching his nose to Reed's, an action that always makes Reed giggle. "What colour is my bow tie? Is it green?"

"No!" Our son squeals, shaking his head "it's red! Silly daddy." Reed doesn't talk often but, when he does, he's very well spoken; I'm beginning to think that he's spending too much time around Effie.

Peeta laughs, taking Reed from me and cuddling him. I still enjoyed watching the two of them together; two sensitive souls that made it through when the odds were piled up against them. I often wonder how Peeta made it through with his sanity intact; when I ask him, he just says that it's because of me and then his eyes would smoulder into mine, leaving me feeling weak at the knees. "Come on then" he repositions Reed so that his right arm is free before helping me up and walking the three of us toward the chairs.

"Do you remember what you have to do?" I ask Reed

My little boy nods his head. "I gotta stand next to Gale with the pillow."

I smile "go on then, Sweetie." He offers me one last smile before he plods the short distance to my best friend who stoops down and picks him up.

"Gale is going to be a wonderful dad" Peeta comments.

"I have no doubts that he will be" I reply "it's Johanna I'm more interested in."

Peeta takes me hand in his again just as the music starts and the crowd stands and goes silent as Johanna emerges from the Justice Building and that's when, most inconveniently, my waters break.