A/N Hey guys! So I really suck at updating and I do have a reason. Ballet. Ballet and just a itty bitty bit more ballet. Sorry. Anyway last night I went to a ballet master class with Valery Lantratov and I'm still incredibly starstruck. That's all. Thank you and enjoy!

I savour the last couple hours of extra quiet I have right now because William and Rosemary both after school activities on Fridays. William stays for soccer then usually goes to the bakery afterward with his friends. And Rosemary has dance which goes five. Just as I'm about to walk up the stairs to take a short nap, a knock comes from my door. I expect Haymitch, which is normal at this time of day. With a sigh, I open the door to berate him.

"I'm really tired Hay-" I stop in the middle of my sentence and slam the door.

"Wait," Peeta sticks his foot inside, effectively stopping the door. He then steps all the in.

"Get out of my house," I demand pointing to the door.

"It's my house too, Katniss." Peeta says. He seems calmer than he did last night, but he's still visibly tense.

"No it's not. The house next door is yours. But someone moved in two years ago so I guess that's not even yours either." I try to push him out but he's still just as strong as he was before so I fail miserably. Knowing I've already lost, I cross my arms and glare at him. "What do you want Peeta?"

"I know that last night we didn't really end things on the best note." he starts.

"That's a massive understatement." I interrupt. Peeta ignores me and keeps talking, but not without rolling his eyes.

"I just really wanted to talk about our kids."

"My kids," I correct him. Peeta shakes his head and leans back agains the counter.

"Katniss we've had this conversation before. I'm biologically their father you can't deny that." the anger from last night, boils up inside me and I get the same urge to scream and yell at him. I take a few breaths to try and calm myself down so I don't completely freak out. Although I totally want to.

"Okay, you are biologically their father. But that doesn't change the fact you left them and they have no memory of you. If I did that, I'm sure you'd be saying the exact same thing." I scoff a bit. "Peeta, you can't say you didn't mess up." Peeta's crystal blue eyes soften a little and for the first time since he came back I can finally see the old him.

"I understand what I did was so incredibly stupid and unforgivable but I still want to be there for them." his voice sounds heartbroken and small. I can feel the tough exterior I've built up since he left, slowly crack down the middle.

"I know you do, but you have to understand I can't let you back in just like that. It's been eight years Peeta," my tone softens considerably. "Plus I don't really know how the kids will react to having you back in their lives again. Rosemary will probably be happy but I still don't know the long term effect."

"As long as I at least know them I'll be fine." Peeta seems to think he's reaching some sort of agreement. "Where are they anyway?" he perks up a little asking about them.

"Rosemary is at dance class and William is at soccer but they should be home within an hour or so." I tell him. "Listen we need to set some ground rules. I know Rosemary is your student for school. No and I mean no special treatment. I want you to treat her like every other student. William will probably not react super well to meeting you, so don't push it.

"Okay, I'll do anything." Peeta nods vigorously.

"And," I pointe at him. "Rosemary has a Father-Daughter dance coming up. Do not talk about it, until she brings it up. If she brings it up." Peeta's eyes light up at the mention of the dance, and I can truly see just how excited he is about beings in their lives again. "Plus, do not try pushing any sort of relationship with me. I am no where near ready to have anything with you. Got it?"

"Got it. Thank you so much, Katniss." Peeta's arm jerk forward a little as if trying to hug me, but then pulls away. I offer him a small smile, the only one he's seen in eight years.

"While your here, do you want some coffee or something?" I ask walking around the counter to grab two mugs.

"I though you hated coffee?" Peeta asks sitting down on one of the barstools.

"Trust me, when you sleep as little as I do, coffee is a life saver." a extraordinarily large part of me genuinely hopes he didn't understand what I said. My hopes are soon deflated when his eyes widen in shock. I shift my gaze away from him and put the mugs underneath the coffee maker.

"Oh my God your nightmares, I totally forgot. How are they?" Peeta looks extremely concerned and I have to resist the urge to launch myself into his arms. Instead, I shake my head like it's no big deal.

"It's nothing." I say while handing him his coffee. "It's no different than it was before you left."

"Katniss they were God awful when I left." Peeta proceeds, ignoring his drink. "You can tell me the truth."

"Let's drop it, okay?" I state. "I prefer not to talk about it." I can tell the subject is far from over, but for now he's let's it go.

Peeta stays for another hour, gently conversing with me, trying to reach touchier subjects. The front door swings open and Rosemary saunters in and throws her dance bag onto the ground. She freezes mid-step when she see's Peeta.

"Mr. Mellark. You are in my home," she does a poor job of concealing her bewilderment. She looks at me and raises her eyebrows.

"Yes we were just having coffee and talking about...your um-grades." I feign a look of disappointment.

"I'm a straight A student, Mom." Rosemary walks around to me and grabs my wrist. "We'll be right back." she says to Peeta, then pulls me into the hallway. Once we're out of earshot a grin consumes her face. "What the heck is he doing here?" she exclaims.

"We are only having coffee Rosemary. Don't get any ideas." I reprimand her.

"Oh my God you like him," she giggles madly.

"I do not like him. We're only talking,"

"If I remember correctly, you said he made a bad first impression. So if the impression was really bad and he's now sitting in our house, he's had to have been here for a really long time." I hate how quick she is sometimes.

"Okay he's been here for a while. But that doesn't mean-" a shout comes from the kitchen. "Oh my God, William." I run out of the hallway and find William staring wide-eyed at Peeta. Peeta seems to be in the same state. When Williams eyes find me he calms down a little but he's still a little shaken up. "How was soccer?" I ask lamely.

"Is this the guy from yesterday?" William asks me, pointing his thumb at Peeta. Peeta blinks a couple times but then a look of recognition crosses his face.

"Yeah and he was just leaving." I say. Peeta looks shocked but catches what I'm saying.

"Yep. I need to make some more lesson plans and stuff." he stands up and makes his way to the door. "I'll see you guys later." he gives a brief wave and walks out. William and Rosemary both shoot me accusing glances and I do my best to ignore them.

"Alight," I clap my hands together. "What do you two want for dinner?" William immediately forgets about Peet and suggests sandwiches. With a quick look at Rosemary I know I'm going to be in for some hell later.

A/N I kinda liked this chapter tbh. So I'm not sure exactly which chapter Katniss will tell Rosemary and William Peeta is their father but it will happen, I promise. If y'all have anyway ideas please tell me in the reviews or PM me. Thanks for reading! Ily and DFTBA!

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