Katniss and Peeta Mellark:There are Far Worse Games to Play

Chapter 7

"Your not happy?", I ask in disbelief. He's the one who begged me to want to have children. "I'm happy. I'm just shocked. It's really good but I didn't expect it to happen", Peeta says, getting a smile on his face. "I just feel bad now after seeing you be so sick lately", Peeta says sadly. "It's not your fault Peeta. It's just what happens", I say reassuringly. "Ok then" says Peeta. "So what are we gonna do now? How are we gonna get through this?", I ask. "Don't worry about it. We'll get through it", Peeta says, still smiling.

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I snuggle up to Peeta and lay my head on his chest. "I can't believe that soon we'll have a mini version of us running around here. It'll be different", Peeta says. I can't believe him. He's already adoring our unborn child. I seriously don't know what runs through his mind. "Hey Peeta can you bake some cheese buns?", I ask him. "Sure", he says.

An hour later I'm sitting at the dining table eating a plateful of cheese buns. I scoff them down until I can't hold any more. Peeta sits across from me, drinking coffee. I honestly don't know how he can drink that. The stuff is disgusting. Obviously I'm the only person who thinks this. I get up and lay down on the couch. I don't really have anything to do and it's too late in the day to do anything anyways.

Later on I fall asleep and I wake up when Peeta carries me upstairs to our bedroom. Peeta lays me on the bed to sleep and then he lays down next to me and I lay my head on his chest and then I fall asleep.