Our Love is Enough: Story after Mockingjay from the Hunger Games trilogy ON HOLD

Chapter 2!

I wake up. my head is on Peeta's chest, who is still sleeping. It's about 9 in the morning. I stare at Peeta. He seems so calm and perfect. I cant believe I just married this guy. I seriously hit the jackpot. He is wonderful, when he came back to 12, he had a operation. It was very painful and expensive too, but it was worth it. They tried to make him more normal than he already became. They tried for the flashbacks to stop so there won't be a chance for him to hurt me. They did try their best, but he still gets flashbacks, just not very often. He only gets about one a month, which is actually really good. He loves me and remembers everything that is real, its like he never got that trackerjacker venom. Except some flashbacks are very intense for him. But I still love him, no matter what, we are together, forever and always.

Just that moment his eyes start to fluter.

"Good morning honey. How did you sleep last night?"

He calls me a lot of cute nicknames, which make me laugh. He calls me babe, baby, sweetie, sweetheart, darling, and love, along with honey.

"Good morning, honey and it was good, no nightmares. How about you?"

"It was good love, I had no nightmares either."

Then we hear a bottle drop. It sound like right in front of our bedroom door.

"who is that?" Peeta says while having his arm around my waist ready to protect me.

"Seriously?! Uggg it I have to go buy another one later. Good thing I got some at home." the person yells.

Peeta and I immediately know who it is. Peetas grip loosens. Then Hayitch comes through the door. I think he is still on a hangover from our wedding party last night. Everyone came except Gale. I'm still not over the fact that he practically killed Prim.

"haymitch! Why are you in our house?" Peeta asks a little irritated.

"I heard you guys last night! You guys had some fun!" Haymitch says it so casually. I think he isn't that hangover because he seems pretty normal now. Even though he was in our hallway with a bottle.

"Haymitch!" I say, blushing.

"Sweetheart, we all know your gonna get pregnant real soon, with Peeta's and your baby. I'm fine with it. this guy is a keeper! Also go farther while doing it." He said, and on the last part he winked.

"Haymitch!" I yell

"Haymitch, why on earth are you in our house?!" Peeta asks curiously.

"I lost my key to my house, and it was dark outside and I couldn't find the extra key. So I came to your house because I know exactly where you guys keep the key."

"Ok well it's morning already, you can go home now." I tell him

"Come on! Let me stay for awhile." He begs. I don't even know why he wants to stay. There isn't anything for him to do here. Then again he doesn't do anything in his house anyway.

"Alright, but only for awhile." Peeta says.

I look at Peeta giving him a look like a, are you serious look. He looks at me in a calming way and nods his head a little with a smile. It's so amazing the patience Peeta has. Even with me, nobody could ever handle me, not even Gale. Oh no, im thinking of him. I don't like to think of him, he reminds me of how Prim died, I don't like to remember Prim's death.

"fine Haymitch, you can stay for awhile." I say

"Alright, I'm going to eat, you guys want to come?" He asks like if it was his house.