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Katniss. pov
"Rye and Lil aren't like the other babies. They...umm...they...I'm sorry to say this but...Rye and Lil has 10 percent to live." Dr.Ryan says.
No, no, no, no. This cant be happening. Peeta lets go of my hand and walks out of the room. I go after him but by the time I'm out the door he's far gone. I start to walk to where the twins are. I sit on the rocking chair by the twins.
"I'm guessing you just.." ava start to say but I nod before she finished her sentence. "Would you like to hold one of them?" She asked. Ava is Rye and Lil's day nurse.
"Is possible I can hold them both??" I asked. She nods. She put Rye on my chest first then Lil. I put a arm under their tiny butts and the other lightly on their backs. I can't believe there 2 weeks old and going to die soon.
I start to rock back and forth slowly. I start to cry silently and make sure I don't get any tears on my babies. "What I'm I going to do with you guys?" I whispered to Rye and Lil.
Couple minutes later something weird happened. Rye grabbed Lil's hand. I smile, Rye would be a great brother to Lil if they live. After watching them for a while I start to drift off...
====1 hour later====
I start to feel someone stroking my hair. I open my eyes slowly. I see blue eyes staring at me.
"How are you doing?" Peeta said in a weak way. His eyes are all red and puffy.
"I don't know. What about you?" I asked.
He looks at his feet. Couple long minutes Peeta start to talk. " It's all my fault. It's my fault that we got in this mess."
"Peeta don't say that." I said in a worry voice. The nurse asked if I'm done doing skin to skin and I just nod. When she took Rye and Lil away, I went to crouch down by Peeta's left side of the chair. I wipe his tears off his face with my thumb." It's not your fault or mine. It's Har's fault. He's the one that put us in this situation with the premature birth. Okay. This isn't your fault." I start to cry. I don't want to see Peeta like this. "Stay with me?"
"Always." He said back.
For the rest of the day we spent time with our children knowing they have so little time left before they go away.
====1 month later====
In the pass month we heard good news and bad news. The bad news is that Har escaped from jail a week ago and we don't know where he is. The good news is that Rye and Lil have 75 percent to live now. I don't know what happened but some how and some way the percent to live went way up. The other good news is that we have names for Rye and Lil. Rye will be Rye Aster Mellark. Lil will be Willow Lil Mellark. Last but not least me and Peeta became presidents 3 weeks ago but we don't start till mid-December.
Willow has grown so much. she's now 5 pounds and 16 inches. They took her eye mask off 2 weeks ago. She hasn't open her eyes yet. I can't wait to see what eye color she got. They took her feeding tube out of her couple days ago. It's weird feeding her a tiny bottle but the worst part is burping her. I let the nurse do that.
Rye has been having trouble with growing and feeding still. He's 3 pounds and 15 inches. His eye mask is still on. Me and Peeta hope that we can bring them home all at once instead of bring Willow home and worry about Rye who will be at the hospital still.
Right now I'm about done feeding Willow her tiny bottle. There's a tiny knock on the door and Ava comes in a little bit and says " Your mother is here with Haymitch? Should I bring them in?"
I look at peeta and Peeta looks back at me and I look back at Ava "yes please, before you get them can you burp Willow and put her in her incubator?" I asked.
"Of course." She said back. She grabbed Willow from me and burp her very softly. After Willow burp for a while Ava puts Willow in her incubator which is all decorated. There's sunset orange sheets and a small blanket with green vines on them in her incubator. There's a sign that has her full name including her nickname at the end of the incubator. Rye has the same thing but he has green sheets and a blanket with sunset orange vines.
Ava left to get Haymitch and my mother. Couple minutes later h\Haymitch appeared then my mother. We haven't seen Haymitch since the day I woke up in the hospital and we haven't seen my mother since our last tour to 4 which was the day before district 3.
We talked about the twins and who looks like who. My mum brought the twins a little stuff toy. Rye got a mini stuffed French bread and Willow got bunny that wasn't small...but at least they have something in their incubators.
After 2 hours of talking we took them to the hospital entrance so they could go home. We hug Haymitch and my mother. We start to walk back to the twins when Ava runs towards us. She has tears coming down her face. Oh god I hope nothing happened to Rye or Willow. Ava stands there in front of us. She saying nothing. I look at Peeta and start to run to the twins.
When I got there, there's nurses around the twins room. Oh god...please nothing bad! I walk through the crowd of nurses slowly preparing for bad news.(WARNING!!!!! IF YOU DONT LIKE BLOODY SCENES DONT READ THIS PART I WILL BLOD THIS SCENE FOR YOU PEOPLE!!) I'm at the door way of the room. I start to cry violently. There's blood everywhere by the incubators. I walk slowly to their incubators. There's blood puddles in there. The next thing I see is there's cuts on my babies throats and chests. I unplug there tubes and hold them tight while sitting with my back on the wall. I don't care if there's blood on me. Peeta finally comes in the room, he stands there starting to cry. He comes and puts me in his lap. We cry together. I don't know who did this...wait there's only one person that will do this....Har. Dr.Ryan and Ava comes in and take our dead children away. I yell nasty things at them while Peeta holds me down. When Dr.Ryan and Ava are out the room I cry more violently then I every did in my life. They're taking away my children. I grab Peeta's shirt tightly and cry into it.
=====4 hours later=====
I watch them clean up Rye and Willow's room. My children that will never grow up. They're dead now. I don't know if I want another baby after what just happened.
A nurse came over to where me and Peeta are sitting in the twins room. The nurse gave us a box that has Rye's and Willow's sheets, blankets and there stuffed toys that are all clean. When the nurse went back out my mum and Haymitch came running in the room. "We just heard wh..." Before my mum finished her sentence I ran to her and hug her and start to cry again. "I'm so sorry Katniss. No mother should go threw this."
We cried including Haymitch. Couple minutes past by and 2 nurses came in with Rye and Willow in bundles of blankets and tiny hats on. 1 nurse gave Peeta Willow and I got Rye. I start to cry again. They're all clean. No blood or cuts. Rye doesn't have his mask on. We still don't know what color their eyes are. I kiss Rye on his forehead then his tiny lips. Me and Peeta switch babies. I hold Willow for a little bit. Kiss her forehead and her lips. The nurses came back and took them away forever.
We decided to cremate our babies and burry them in district 12.
We're at district 3's victor house packing up and getting ready to go in the presidents mansion. But I need a break before I become the president. I need to go home.
"Peeta I need to go home."
"Which home?"
"12."
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Okay guys don't kill me 'cause I killed Willow and Rye. I was planning to kill them already. If I didn't kill them the story would be messed up and I'm sure it would turn in a story where the games come back and gale comes back and try to take katniss back, yeah, yeah. yeah.
I promise happy things will happen soon. I promise!! If you don't know what a 5/6 month premature baby looks like I post a picture what a premature baby looks like.(I don't own the picture)
~kay
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