The mockingjay twins

4 months later

I'm now 8 1/2 months pregnant and bigger than ever. Every time I get up I can't even see my own feet. The moment I wake up I reach over to Peeta's side of the bed but it's cold so I assume he's making breakfast.

I struggle to get up but when I eventually do I get dressed in a stripped shirt, a tan sweater, black leggings and my father's hunting boots. I place my hair in a bun and waddle down the stairs, to find Peeta kneading dough on the counter that's covered in flour, also his apron, and half of his face is covered in the white powder.

"Good morning, you look beautiful today." Peeta compliments and continues kneading bread.

"Morning Peeta." I say in a cheery voice walking up behind him and kissing the back of his neck. He spins me around and gives me a passionate kiss, making the babies kick wildly.

For some reason I feel that something good will happen today, I don't know what but I certain something will. I take a small bit of flour and shag it through his ashy blonde hair, after this action he dashes some on my nose and we both giggle.

I go to sit at the kitchen table, and about 15 minutes later Peeta comes to our table with fresh cinnamon rolls and coffee. We enjoy our breakfast in silence and afterwards we make our way to the living room to watch the news.

Once the reporter signs off, Peeta places his hand on my thigh and stands up.

"Stay here my lovely, I will be right back." He says, bends down and pecks my lips. I sit quietly and tap my toes on the floor, waiting for my surprise. Peeta comes out with with a small box about the size of an index card.

"I got you something that you are going to love." I look at him with a questioning expression on my face. He places the small box in my hand and implies for me to open it. When I pop the lid to the box off, I see two train tickets to District 4. I'm even more excited because this is my last vacation before the twins are born.

"We are going on vacation to go see Annie and Baby Finn" Peeta exclaims looking me in the eyes and grabbing my hands.

"Peeta that sound fun! So when do we leave?" Haha I knew something good was going to happen! I thought to myself.

"We leave in 2 days" He says as I look into his crystal blue eyes.

"Perfect enough time to pack" I respond still lost in the trance of those magnificent crystal blue eyes. A kick from the twins snaps me out of my trance. I place my hands on my stomach and try to calm them, but nothing works.

Peeta places his hands over mine and the kicking stops immediately. he seems to have that calming effect on them also. He gives me a
Slight peck on the lips and helps me stand to my feet.

"Do you need help packing?" He asks placing his hands on my lower back for support.

"Yes please" I say and start to walk up the stairs. Once we get to our room we start to pack. Peeta gets our suit cases from under the bed and I starts to fill mine with folded clothes, so does Peeta.

He helps me get my toiletries from the bathroom cabinet because it hurts my back when I raise my arms above my head. While I am folding a shirt, I get my first Braxton Hick contraction. I drop the shirt and moan softly as the pain slightly increases. Peeta rushes over and rubs my back.

"What's wrong Katniss?" He asks with concern in his voice. I look at him and stand straight up when the pain passes.

"I'm fine Peeta it's just my first Braxton Hick." he looks at me and slightly tips his head.

"It's like a practice contraction." I say and continue to fold clothes. Peeta nods and kisses me. Two days later we get up at 6:30 in the morning and head to the train station.