Mockingjay-An Alternate Ending

Chapter One: The Visitor

    I lurch upwards, tears streaming from my eyes as I rember Prim's death. It has been exactly two years since she died, two years since the rebellion ended, and I still haven't gotten over the fact that there is no Hunger Games anymore. I turn in bed and sob quietly into Peeta's chest. He unconciously wraps is arms around and I snuggle into is chest and fall back to sleep.

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   I awake to find two piercing blue eyes staring at me. I jump and shout out accusingly, 'Goddammit, Peeta, you nearly gave me a heart-attack!' Peeta chuckles and mumbles an apology. Then Rue stumbles in through the door, rubbing the sleep out of her steely grey eyes. 'Hi, Rue!', Peeta says brightly to our two-year-old daughter, 'Why are you up so early?' 'Night, marr' she whispers sleepily. 'Aww, honey, why don't you sleep with us?' I say. Nodding, Peeta lifts her up and places her in the middle of the bed. Snuggling into the duvet she drifts off to sleep. I try to do the same, but can't, so i decide to get ready. Just as I'm getting some breakfast, there is a knock at the door. I ignore it. Then there's a knock at the door again. Sighing, I put my spoon down and go to open it. As soon as it's halfway open, a toodler with dirty blonde hair runs in. Bewildered, I open the door fully to come face to face with the guy I thought I'd never see again. Gale Hawthorne. And there, with her hand through his arm, was Johanna Mason.

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    I stare at them as they call the toddler back. 'Hey, Catnip.' Gale says casually, 'Gonna let us in?' I open my mouth, not sure what to say. 'Uhhh, yeah, course...' I manage to say. 'Let me just get Peeta. They living room's just through there..' Pointing down the hallway, I sprint upstairs and shake Peeta awake. 'Peeta!' I hiss, not wanting to wake Rue up. 'Meryeah?' He mutters sleepily. 'Gale and Johanna are here!' I reply hurridly. He suddenly sits up in bed. 'What? Really? As in Johanna Mason and Gale Hawthorne?' He replies in disbelief. I nod and drag out of bed and towards the bathroom. 'Hurry up, I'll go tell them you'll be a few minutes.' I tell him heading towards the door.

   As I go into the living room, Gale and Johanna turn round, expectantly, the toddler inbetween them. 'Soooo, erm, who's this little guy?' I asked looking at the toddler. 'SHE is Primrose, our daughter and your goddaughter.' Johanna replies, obviously thinking I was stupid. I start back, shocked and embarrassed. My GODDAUGHTER?