Three Years Later
*Dixie's POV*
I sat on a rocking chair in our townhouse which we had bought a few months after getting married. Katniss was sitting on the sofa eating grapes while watching cartoons. I was reading a book which was resting on my six-month old baby bump.
I finished up a chapter, putting the book away, rocking the chair. I asked Katniss to get me a blanket, and she did. I draped it over my lap, rocking back and forth in my chair when the door opened. I turned to look at Matt who had come home for one of his contracting jobs.
"Daddy!" Katniss squealed, jumping up and running towards Matt. He bent down to her level, enveloping her in a big bear hug. He laughed, saying, "Go to your playroom, bubba, I want to have a talk with your mom."
"Okay!" She exclaimed, turning off the television, and running off to her room, not before saying, "Momma, can you put the bowl in the sink for me?"
"Okay." I replied, smiling. Then, she was off without another word.
"Hey baby." Matt whispered, walking over and kissing my neck.
"Hey daddy." I whispered back seductively.
"Don't make me put another baby in you." He teased. Then, he went off to shower. I stood up, bringing the empty bowl to the sink. I took out the ingredients for chicken parmesan, thawing the chicken.
An hour later, dinner was ready and the doorbell rang. I shouted, laughing, "You have a key!" The lock clicked and a few seconds later, Kelly and Stella came into view. Stella had their almost-two-year-old in her arms.
"Hey guys!" I said, kissing both of them on their cheek. I giggled as their son, Benny, cooed. I said, "Katniss is in the playroom."
"Thanks, D." She said, before heading to the playroom. Kelly walked over, hugging me before helping to plate dinner. Suddenly, Katniss burst out of the playroom, Stella following behind, Benny waddling close by.
"Uncle Kelly!" She squealed, running over. Kelly picked her up into his arms, spinning her around.
"Let's have dinner!" I shouted. Not long after, Matt came downstairs in a t-shirt and sweatpants. I was wearing a large knitted sweater and leggings with fluffy socks. Katniss helped set the table and we all ate.
"Thanks for dinner. Oh, this is good." Stella said in between bites.
"No problem." I grinned.
Dinner was filled with laughter. Kelly and Matt had beers while Stella and I had grape sodas. The kids had diluted white grape juice. So, after dinner, we said our goodbyes. Benny, Kelly and Stella left. Katniss was upset; Benny was her best friend, but she was fine once we told her that I would pack her lunch in a unicorn lunchbox the next day.
"Goodnight bubba." I said, planting a kiss to Katniss's forehead. I left her room, turning off the light, but making sure to turn on her nightlight. I left the door open in case she wanted to run over to Matt's and my bed at night.
"Hey babe." I said after brushing my teeth, snuggling into bed with Matt.
"How was your day?" He asked.
"Great."
"How is our son?" He asked.
"Wonderful. Kicking every now and then, though." I giggled.
"I love you." He said, bending down to kiss my belly.
"I love you." He said, lying down properly to face me.
"I love you too." I whispered back, pressing my forehead to his.
"I love you guys too!" A voice exclaimed. We turned to look at the door where Katniss stood, holding her stuffed dog. She ran and jumped onto our bed in between us. I quickly turned away, instinctively putting an arm over my belly.
"Be careful, Katniss." I said, sternly. She gave an apologetic look. I sighed, hugging her close to me and Matt hugged us. We both whispered to Katniss, "We love you too."

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