You know how Peeta said that Katniss was pregnant and they were married? What if it were true? Go back to before the Quell and see how it all went down. The questions will start, and suspicions will be raised, but will Katniss stay safe, or is she o...
"Haymitch Abernathy," Effie says, obviously choked up, and a look of terror flashes across Katniss's face.
"I volunteer as tribute," I announce.
Haymitch tries to hold me back, but I shove him away from me, careful of the baby that is in a sling on my bare back underneath my shirt.
Katniss stares at her feet as I go up to Effie's opposite side, feeling our escort's jewelry-adorned hand on the top of my back.
Yes, she knows of Annabelle.
Long story.
We're shooed out of the district and I lay on the bed on the train with Annabelle sprawled upon my bare chest.
We had Haymitch promise to take care of her while we were in the arena.
Katniss walks in and plops down beside me. "I have a bad feeling."
"About what?" I ask, stroking Annabelle's bare back to keep her asleep.
"That something will happen to you or her while we're in the arena," she answers, tears filling her beautiful grey eyes.
I lean up, holding Annabelle up on my arm. "Stop scaring me like that. I love you too much to see you in any type of pain."
She takes Annabelle. "I just love you two so much. But I've been having dreams lately of you bouncing off the forcefield. That won't help her either, though."
Katniss sets the baby into a small cradle Haymitch and Effie got and Annabelle sleeps soundly immediately.
Katniss lays down with her head on my chest and I stroke her shoulder, letting my fingers drift down her arm.
She shivers and snuggles closer to me. "I just hope Haymitch will take care of her."
"Me too, but he's always kept his promises to us, right?" I ask her, craning my head to meet her eyes.
Katniss shrugs. "Did he promise you before the last Games that he would support you?"
I blush. "Oh. I....uh....."
Katniss leans up, giggling.
Annabelle starts fussing and Katniss gets her and holds her. "Belle, it's okay."
"Belle?" I ask.
"A nickname. It means beautiful in an old language called French," Katniss answers and sets our daughter back down into the cradle.
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I wake up with heavy breaths.
I pull on my hair and attempt to pull the images out of my head of Katniss dying, but I have no such luck.
Belle wakes up and so does Katniss as a result.
"Peeta? What is it, my darling?" she asks me as she scoops up Belle in her arms.
"N-Nightmare. G-Go b-back to s-sleep," I tell her and squeeze my eyes shut, trying to regain my sanity.
"No. Not until I know you're okay, then I'd probably have a nightmare myself, and that would wake poor Belle up. I don't want the two of you to suffer, as well as myself. Don't think I don't care about you, Peeta Mellark. I do," Katniss says and I open my eyes and give her a bright smile, actually happy again.
I kiss her and kiss Belle on her forehead. "I love the both of you so much. I don't know where I'd be without the two of you."
"Probably dead," Katniss says, giggling, which is a rarity for her.
Belle gurgles and is passed into my arms as Katniss bursts into a fit of laughter and giggles, making me grin and Belle happy.
This is probably the happiest we've been since the Quell announcement, because after that all we did was train, and then I was whipped.
All in all, though I'm basically sentenced to death now, at least I get to enjoy my final days with my family.
I just hope Katniss will make it out alive, to take care of her family and Belle.
Nobody needs me.
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(Katniss's POV)
I need him.
I only realized it the first night in the Capitol, the day before the parade.
I know what you're thinking: why are they having it a day later this year?
It's because some of the tributes are in terrible shape because of what they've done to themselves over the years. And the others are just old, like the woman from Four, so special help is needed, I guess you could say.
Anyways, I realize I need Peeta when I wake up from a nightmare and his arms wrap tightly around me, mumbling soothing words into my ear, into my conscience, calming me.
Why did I ever make that deal with Haymitch anyways, isn't that basically suicide?
Peeta finally pulls away and smiles at me. "You're alright now, my darling. Nothing is gonna hurt you. I won't let anything happen to you, especially in the arena. I'll keep you safe no matter what the outcome maybe for me."
I kiss him to cut him off. "No need to say more."
"I love you, Katniss Mellark," he says.
"I love you too, Peeta Mellark," I reply and we fall right back to sleep.
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This is my amazing puppy, Anakin. He is having his first vet check-up tomorrow.
I'm going with him bc he's the best ☺️
Trivia night is also tomorrow, and I might b in the nursery area the whole time, so don't count on an update tomorrow 👍
"My way's not very sportsmanlike." -Fezzik The Princess Bride
