Chapter Sixty One
KATNISS'S POV
I sit up in a chair in my hospital room, my hand that has many IV's attached to it placed on my stomach that is wrapped with gauze. I grip Peeta's pearl in the other as I look at the bare wall.
All of the sudden the door opens and I crane my neck to see Willow. She grins. "Mama!" She rushes over to me and wraps her arms around me. I wrap my arms around her tighter, kissing her cheeks. "Hey baby girl." Willow giggles and gently places her hands on my stomach. "Is the baby okay?" I rest my hands over hers. "I have a feeling it'll be okay." She grins and hugs me again and so do I. I look up and see Haymitch I move Willow over and hug him.
He kisses my cheek. I feel tears threatening to spill over my cheeks. "I'm okay." "Yeah I know sweetheart." He says softly and kisses my temple. "You're a strong mama." I chuckle softly. "Thanks Haymitch." He pats my cheek. "We can't be in here long, visiting hours are almost up but I think I can break you out of here by tomorrow." I shake my head. "I can't leave Peeta here Haymitch... I have to keep him alive, I'm the only thing that'll keep him alive." Haymitch nods.
"Alright... Whatever you want Katniss." Then a nurse knocks on the door. "Alright guys, time to let Mrs. Mellark rest... She had a long day of testing." Haymitch pats my back and gives me a wink. "A slug still has more personality than you." He says as he walks out the door with Willow. "I know ya old fart." He laughs and shuts the door quietly. After a few hours in the dark, listening to me and my babies heart beat strewn together in the dark Peeta crosses my thoughts, and then before I know what I'm doing I'm unhooking myself from the heart monitor, the IV for my morphling, everything.
Then I quickly walk down the cold hallway that is dimly lit. My feet carry me to another hallway where I then see Peeta through a one way glass sitting with his face in his palms sobbing. The door opens and I walk through. He doesn't look up at me so I slowly walk over to him. I stand in front of him in silence for a long moment, looking at my broken husband.
I shakily put my hand on his shoulder and he looks up quickly, his blue eyes filled with tears. "Peeta? It's me honey." I say softly. "You have to get out of here I don't want to hurt-" I get into his lap and quickly wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, nestling my face into the crook of his neck. We sit there in sadden peace until I bring his hands to my wrapped stomach.
"See? It's right there Peeta, alive and okay... We're okay, it's okay." He chokes on his sobs. "I still hurt you, I will for the rest of my life." I shake my head. "No you don't... The Capitol does, Peeta you just have to fight it alright? For me, and Willow." All of the sudden his lips are on mine, in a seal that I think cannot be unbroken. When he finally breaks away our foreheads are pressed together and I grin. "Stay with me?" He asks softly and I nod.
"Always Peeta." Then all of the sudden his heart rate starts going crazy and he screams in my face, throwing me back into a wall and I gasp as he goes to punch me but I duck and roll under his bed. He flips it into the wall and alarms start blaring as he stands over me, his eyes dark. "Just a stinking mutt." Then he goes to grab my neck but four nurses rush in, pin him to the wall and the other two drag me out as I scream for Peeta, kicking my feet and tears streaming down my cheeks.
I'm in total hysteria. Then I notice I don't have the pearl, the only thing left of the old Peeta. "The pearl! I need the pearl! That's the only thing left I have of him!" Then I feel a syringe go into my neck and I black out.
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The next day I'm escorted out of the hospital, handcuffed and with my head hung low because they will not let me look up because most likely Peeta is nearby. Then I hear heavy quick footsteps. "What the hell is this? Get off her!" I look up and see Haymitch as he shoves them off of me and he makes them take off my handcuffs.
He wraps his arm around my shoulder. "Come on sweetheart." "I need to see Peeta-" "You will later, you will later." "Guess what, I have your pearl on the train you wanna see it?" I nod quickly and Haymitch rushes me out of the hospital. As I sit on the train with the pearl dancing on my fingertips I look at Haymitch in my quarters. "What now sweetheart." I lean against my pillows.
"I'm going to do whatever I can to get him back... Even if in the end it kills me." And that's a promise.
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RomanceThis is Peeta's POV of Post MockingJay... There will be few POVs with Haymitch and Katniss Ect. But this is the journey how they heal together and try to keep sane.