Peeta and I walk home, stiff with shock. My legs feel numb, my mouth feels frozen while half-open. His jaw is tightly closed and our kids chatter happily behind us.
Peeta and I promised each other we would talk about what's going to happen at home. As we begin to reach what is being rebuilt of District 12, my hand finds Peeta's and as we look at each other, I can see hope in his crystal blue eyes that I fell in love with on the beach of the Quarter Quell.
His mouth gives away the ghost of a smile, just as we walk into the-ruins, basically-Victors' Village. We walk into our home and tell the children to go play. Peeta and I then sit down at our kitchen table and face each other. "What are we going to do?" I whisper, barely inaudible, as I stare at my hand.
Peeta slips his hand into mine. "One thing is for sure," he says, "We're going to get through it together." I smile. He smiled back. "How did we get here? I mean, in this situation. I thought we destroyed all of the Mockingjay pins in District 12!"
His smile faded. "I don't know, Katniss," He whispered. "I don't know."
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FanfictionKatniss and Peeta are living in joy and live with their two children, Willow and Rye. All is well until a mysterious finding by Rye in the Meadow which leaves Peeta and Katniss paralyzed in shock. Written in Katniss's point of view.
