Finding the Missing Piece: Book 4

Chapter Seventy

Katniss POV- (7:30am)

"Are you alright?" Peeta asks me periodically.

I sigh through the pain, "Yeah." I lie.

"What do you need from the house?" Peeta asks eventually.

The contractions have become shorter and longer in between which is good, but still very painful. But there's still a sickening tightness around my abdomen that's causing a lot of discomfort.

"One of your t-shirts, new socks too. A hair tie for my hair, please?" I ask him.

"Yeah, do you need anything else?"

"No."

"Okay, I'll be back soon."

I nod my head, "Please hurry." I say.

"I will. Do you feel any better."

I nod my head, "A little bit. It still hurts." I tell him truthfully.

He frowns.

"Peeta, I am really really sorry about yesterday. I totally overreacted and look where it got me." I say.

He leans forward and kisses me right on the mouth, it was short and loving.

Almost numbing my abdominal pain.

"I love you." He tells me.

I pull away, feeling the slight pain of a contraction but it somewhat subsides, "I love you too."

"Okay, I'll be right back." He says, running up to our house through the thin layer of snow.

"How'd we get here? Huh?" I ask Willow, rubbing the tightness in my belly.

I just wish I wasn't in so much pain still.

It's about the same or worse than time I had my period and a kidney infection.

She immediately responds to my voice, which is reassuring but that makes another contraction hit.

It's a little stronger than they've been the past few minutes but not as bad as they were.

"I'm really sorry that it's coming down to this. I know I shouldn't overreact but Mommy is a huge drama queen, if you didn't know that already." I inform her.

She kicks a little.

"I just need you to hold on a little bit longer. Can you do that for me? It's not that I am not excited for you to be here and that I wouldn't be happy whenever you came but I couldn't live if something bad happened to you." I tell her.

That's my biggest fear about this.

That it will all be for nothing.

Then, Peeta comes back to the car with a bag full of clothes and my diamond necklace in his hands.

"Thank you." I tell him as he clasps it around my neck.

He kisses the top of my head.

"Well, I guess let's go have a baby or wait to have a baby." Peeta says with a nervous laugh. 

I sigh, "I'm nervous that stuff will wear off and I'll have her."

"It shouldn't but if she's ready, she's going to come." Peeta says, being blunt with me.

I shrug as he pulls out of the driveway.

We get to the hospital and I only get two mild contractions in the 10 minute drive.