We Remain

Chapter 3

*Peeta POV*

Katniss looks stunned by my question. Her grey eyes just stare up at me and her mouth never opens. I knew that she would be like this. Because we've never discussed it. But she knows that I've been wanting children. She knows I have.

"Katniss?" I finally say.

"Peeta, I don't know," she says in a small voice. I can tell that she is still afraid of anything that might go wrong. But I'm always here to tell her that everything's okay.

"Katniss, I promise that everything will be alright. You have to trust me."

"Peeta, you know I trust you more than anyone. But what if-" I interrupt her.

"The games are done. Snow is dead. The arenas are destroyed. If you really trusted me, you wouldn't still be terrified," I say and walk out of the house in silence. I know I shouldn't leave her alone, but I know that we both need to think.

I've always wanted children, especially with Katniss. To have little feet run across the floor. To see them smile and giggle. To have him hold onto you. I don't know who wouldn't want that. I get that Katniss is still scared that the games will come back. The arenas could be rebuilt easily, and some president could bring them back. But I don't think like that. I'm just think of now. Right now, I'm married to Katniss and in love with her. And I know she's in love with me.

I decide to go to the bakery and work. I need to let her think. It's a big thing to ask of her. To have her carry my child in a non-perfect world, but it's a risk I'm willing to take. All I need to know is if she is too.

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