"My name is Katniss Everdeen. I'm from District twelve. I was in the Hunger Games. I survived. I have two children. Peeta is my husband..." I find myself saying these words often. After I killed president Coin, they shipped me off to the Victors Village of district twelve. My Home. Not long after, Peeta and Haymitch arrived. I was alone for a few days not wanting to talk to either of them, but after a while I came around, and invited them to dinner. Greasy Sae was there now and then to get me back up on my feet. Cooking meals, cleaning. She has been a close friend. But there are still others that hang around too.
I still see them. The people of District Twelve. Laying there in the ashes. Rue in the Meadow. Prim sitting on the couch, petting ButterCup. I know they are not here. I know that they are gone. Peeta taps me, and knocks me out of my trance. "Hey." He says.
"Hey"
"How long have you been up?"
"About an hour. " I lie to him. I've actually been up for three, but If I tell him this its just going to worry him.
"Nightmares?" He asks.
"Yes. But they weren't as bad as yesterday's."
"What time is it?" He says yawning.
"7-ish."
"Only one more hour."
He's right. Ruth gets up at 8:00, and Dallas gets up 8:05 on the dot.
"I better get up, and make breakfast." He says.
"What are we having?" I ask.
"I may make some biscuits, pancakes, sausage...and if you go out we may have some Squirrel Gravy to go along with the biscuits."
"Sounds good but I don't want to get up." I burrow myself under the covers giggling. "Oh no you don't." He says. I laugh, and he tackles me. "Ahhhhh." I say attempting to push him off, but both of us wind up falling off the bed.
"You jerk." I say. Punching him on the arm.
"You wouldn't get up." He says holding up his hands up.
"Mommy! Daddy!" Says Dallas pushing open the door, and running into mine an Peetas arms. I guess our wrestling woke him up.
"Ohhhh. Your getting so big!" Exclaims Peeta as he picks him up and gives him a kiss on the cheek.
"Don't say that." I say.
"What?" he says. "He is getting big. Look at his stomache!"
"Well it's your cooking!" I laugh.
"What's for breakfast?" Ruth says walking through the door rubbing her eyes.
I give Peeta a look, and he just smiles. "Give me a minute, and we'll get cooking."
"Ok." She walks out the door and Dallas follows close behind her.
"Well get cooking." I say nudging him. He pulls me up, and gives me a hug. I pull away, and look into his eyes. I can see the light in his eyes. The boy with the bread is back, and is never leaving. I still protect him. Everyday I watch over him. He still has his handcuffs. Just in case. He hasn't had an outbreak in a while. I feel his lips touch mine, and that knocks me out of my trance. Whenever I go into the zone, I am thankful he is there for me. I pull away agian, and I see him smile. I pat his back.. "Get Cooking." I say.
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