The mockingjay twins

Names

2 1/2 months later

I'm in the meadow sitting here with Peeta watching the twins frolic in the wild dandelions and primroses. The sun is shining and all is good, until I turn my head towards Peeta
But he is not there. I look over and see two small bodies on the ground, night lock in hands, the dark juice stained on their faces. I scream and attempt to get up but a weight is holding me down.

"Peeta the twins, they ate night-" I cry and get cut off by two hands locking around my throat cutting off my airway...

I sit up and gasp for air clawing at the hands that are around my neck. I then realize no one is choking me and I place a hand on my stomach realizing the twins are not even close to being born, safe inside me. I turn my head and see Peeta looking at me with concern in his eyes.

"Katniss are ok, it's not real, it's not real" he repeats stroking my hair as I sob my eyes out. Once I finally calm down Peeta starts to ask questions.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks pulling me onto his lap, stroking my abdomen trying to soothe me. I slowly nod and start to tell him about the nightmare.

"It was after the twins were born, both of them were about four years old, we were in the meadow, watching them play and I turned my head toward your direction and you disappeared, the twins had gotten a hold of night lock I went to call your name out, but a pair of hands wrapped around my neck." I say rubbing my eyes, trying to get rid of the tears.

Peeta looks at me with sympathy in his eyes and gives me a kiss on the forehead. We settle back down because it's only 3:35 in the morning. I lay my head on Peeta's chest, listening to his steady heart beat, he continues to run my stomach, humming Rue's lullaby.

Both of us eventually fall into a peaceful sleep... In the morning I stretch my arm over to Peeta's side of the bed but it's cold. The smell of breakfast floats up up the stairs and invades the master bedroom, this makes me very hungry so, I get up and get dressed in a tan maxi skirt and a white tank top, I wash my face and brush my teeth. I leave my hair in natural waves.

I walk down stairs to find my husband cooking breakfast. I learned my lesson with sneaking up on him and I don't want to change again, so I just walk up to him and give him a kiss.

"Good morning handsome" I say taking a seat at the kitchen table.

"Hey beautiful" Peeta responds placing a cup of black coffee in front of me. I happily take a sip and continue the conversation.

"Whatcha' cooking?" I ask setting my coffee down.

"Pancakes, your favorite" I look at him and jump up and down.

"YAY." I say in a little kids tone. After he gets done, we sit down to eat I always put blueberries and maple syrup on my pancakes. After breakfast, we go to sit on the couch to watch the capital news.

When the news is done Peeta turns off the television.

"Hey Katniss do you want to go to the meadow we could have a picnic." He tells me running his hands through my wavy hair.

"Yeah we should start to pack the picnic now because it's already one thirty." I say rubbing my bump, as I am standing up a giant kick forces me back on the couch. Peeta looks at me with concern and rushes to my side.

"Are you ok Katniss?" He asks grabbing my hands.

"Yes Peeta just feel." I say guiding his hands to my stomach another kick racks my body and Peeta just looks at me with wonder in his eyes.

"Wow that's amazing." he says and gives my abdomen a kiss. We get up and pack the basket, grab a blanket and we head out. When we get to the meadow, we lay the blanket down, and set up the food.

"Katniss I think we should think of names for the twins" He says and rubs my much larger stomach, making the twins kick wildly.

"Yeah whatcha' thinking?" I ask while I think myself.

"Well I've Been thinking for the boy Luke" he says, I grin with excitement, and nod my head.
"What about for the girl?" Peeta asks me. I think and find the perfect name.

"Ohh! ohh! ohh! I have one!" I exclaim and Peeta boss his head for me to continue.

"Willow" I say thinking about our children. Peeta's face has cracked into a large grin, and he grabs my hand.

"Perfect what about middle names?" He asks as I was thinking of middle names.

"Um how about Rue for Willow, Willow Rue Mellark." I smile as I think of my small ally from district 11.

"What about the middle name for the boy?" Peeta asks.

"What about aster, Luke Aster Mellark" I say with a clear voice. Peeta gives me a long passiniote kiss.

"The Mockingjay twins Luke Aster and Willow Rue Mellark" Peeta says with joy in his voice. The rest of the day we eat, talk and at the end we watch the magnificent sunset with the pinks and oranges licking at the sky, like a spark, making the flame bigger.

"Wow it's beautiful Peeta" Now I realize why this is his favorite time of the day, and his favorite color.

"Are you tired?" He asks as I nod sleepily. Peeta picks me up bridal style and carries me home by the time we are half way there I'm asleep in my wonderful husband's arms.