Song of the chapter; "Die A Happy Man." By Thomas Rhett. 

I wake slowly, and the nights events making their way back into my mind. The willow tree, the dinner, Peeta's speech, the ring, our sex. I smile and push my head around on Peeta's chest, and sigh happily. We lay there for a few more minuets before he starts to stir. And I place my lips on his lovingly, and he sighs keeping his eyes closed. "Good morning my love." He says hoarsely.

"I must say ... " I start. "I adore your sexy morning voice."

"Oh do you?" He bellows making his voice go even lower. "I think this is sexy too." He agrees in the dumb voice. "I kinda wanna fuck me."

"So do I." I pat his stomach lightly three times before standing. The open window blows cool wind across my naked body. I pull on a fresh bra, and underwear, then a Peeta shirt and then sweats. I tie my hair in a sloppy knot on top of my head. "I should probably get a shower..." I mumble mostly to myself. "Are you gonna shower?"

"After I make breakfast sure." He says and stands, his naked figure makes it's way into the bathroom. I toss some underwear  through open door and then collect the clothes on the floor. I toss them in the hamper, and then he appears again. His face brighter and breath fresher.

"There's my handsome man." I smirk as I lay my hand on his stomach and lean into his kiss.

"Here's my beautiful girl." He grins. "I'll go make breakfast."

I nod and make my way into the bathroom, I dig through the cabinets. Damn. I figured there would be at least one pregnancy test in the damn house. I pull on a pair of soft, fuzzy boots, and walk downstairs.

"Peeta, I'm gonna go to the store, I'll be back in a bit. Don't wait for me for breakfast." I say.

"Everything okay?" He asks with concern.

"Perfect." I nod.

"Okay, well I love you." He smiles

"I love you too."

***

I make into the hob,  instantly getting glares and looks at my hand. Seam slut. One of them says in another's ear. I turn my ring around, so the diamond is facing the palm of my hand. I can't buy a pregnancy test here, they already think I'm a slut.

I walk from the hob and towards the hospital, I've been there man times before. I walk into the 'Mothers & Child' ward, and a woman greets me with a clipboard. "Hi hun, how can I help you today?"

"A pregnancy test?"  I ask. "And a place to do it?"

"Right this way.." She smiles. "Your name is ... ?"

"Katniss Everdeen.."

She jumps a bit but continues to walk. "You can use this room right here, tests in the cabinet to your left." She smiles.

I walk in, girly women magazines lay on a small wooden table. An examination table, and a desk and stool with wheels. Probably a office when their busy. I open the cabinet, and take a test then make my way into the bathroom. 

I do the test, and wait about what feels like four minuets. If I'm pregnant, that means no more drinking; which I can do. I only drink when in angry or sad, which happens way too much for my liking.

I take a deep breath, and pick up the test that decides my fate. Two lines positive, one line negative. Deep breath again.

Two lines.

I'm pregnant, I didn't know how I would feel when I heard this words. But now I can explain my emotions. Elation. Complete and utter happiness. Peeta's going to be a father.

But one emotion appears that I can't seem to shake. Fear. Like the last time, fear I'd be a bad mother, that my child would hate me.

I toss the test in the trash, and walk from the small room thy allotted me. "How did it go?" She asks me.

"Negative." I say. If I told the truth, she may sell the story to the news. Then everyone would know before I even got to tell Peeta.

"Well you can try again as soon as you'd like to, come back whenever you need. We'll be here." She smiles.

"Thank you." I duck out of the hospital, and rush to the bakery. The one I had Rye begin to rebuild a few weeks back. It's to be a surprise, both the bakery and the discovery of Peeta's once said dead brother. I knock twice on the door, Rye answers within seconds a hard sweat forming on his brow.

"Hey." He says breathlessly. "What's up?"

"I need a cake." I explain.

"We aren't baking anything yet Kat." He says with a frown. "We are almost done building."

"Look, I need to tell you something." I say lowly. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah." He steps to the side, and closes and locks the door behind me.

"Rye, I'm pregnant. And I need a cake to surprise Peeta."

His eyes go wide, and then he hugs me lifting my feet off the floor. "That's amazing!" He bellows.

"Shhh!" I scold. "Be quiet!"

"Sorry." He laughs.

"So can you make a cake?" I ask. He rubs his middle finger, pointer finger, and thumb over his chin with a mischievous grin.

"I think I can work it into my schedule." He laughs. I hug him tight, and he shakes us both jokingly.

"Thank you so much!" I gush.

"When do you need it for?" He asks.

"Tomorrow if that's possible."

"Yeah, I can do that. How do you want me to get it to you?" He questions.

"Call my house, it's victor's village house number four. Peeta doesn't get up until nine so call anything before then."

"Okay."

"Well, I'm gonna go. See yah, thanks again." I call as I leave the bakery.

***

The phone rings, and I rush down the stairs to get it. I pick it up breathlessly, and breath into it for a few seconds before speaking.

"Hello?"

"Katniss, hey, it's Rye."

"Hey! Is it done?" I ask him getting straight to the point. I pull the hem of my shirt down, and the waistband of my pants up. Their spandex, so they fall easily.

"Yeah, come by whenever." He tells me.

"Is the building done?" I ask. "Because if it is then I'll surprise him with that too." I suggest.

"Yeah! It's done." He says.

"Okay! Stay there, bring the cake to the front of the store and I'll show him. Hide in the back of the bakery and I'll have you pop out."

"Okay, see yah soon."

I walk upstairs, and into Willow's room. I pick out an outfit, and gently shake her awake. "Hey baby, wake up." I coo.

"Mama..." She whispers.

"Yeah baby." I dress her, and knock four times on Haymitch's door.

"What the hell sweetheart, is not even nine o'clock yet." He grumbles push in his gold bangs from his forehead.

"Can you watch her?" I ask.

"Yeah." He takes her into his arms, and then kisses her forehead. "Bye." He smirks. The door shuts and I rush back to my house.

I find Peeta's awake, looking wide eyed at everything. "Oh Katniss!" He gasps. "I thought you left and took Willow with you!"

"No baby, I took her to Haymitch's." I say wrapping my arms around him as he cries into my shoulder.

"Why did you take her there?" He asks.

"I have a big, three part engagement surprise for you in town." I say. "So let's go get dressed."

***

Jeans, a woolen sweater, and tall fashionable boots that reach to almost my knees. I wrap my hand around Peeta's bicep as we start our the door. "Where are we going?" He asks.

"Wait." I smile fishing a bandana out of my pocket and hold it up. "Put this on."

"why?" He groans.

"It's a surprise isn't it?" I smile. After a few more minuets of coaxing, I get him to put it on. As we near the bakery, my heart beats faster.

"It's not a dog right?" H asks. "Because I had a stray  dog when I was younger and it ran away."

"It's not a dog Peeta." I assure him laughing.

We step onto the bakery's concrete steps, and I grin pushing the door open. I find the cake, a baby bump made cake with lettering saying: 'congrats daddy!' "Okay, ready?" I ask.

"Yeah." He says casually. He won't be this calm in a minuet.

"Okay ... Three ... Two...." Deep breaths Katniss. "...One"

He rips off the blindfold, and eyes the cake quickly. "Kat- what is th- are you? Katniss are you pregnant?" He asks in disbelieve.

"Yes." I nod with tears in my eyes. "I'm pregnant with your baby."

"Oh my god!" He kisses my lips before spinning me in the air. "That's amazing! I lo-" He stops mid-sentence. "Where are we?"

I smile again. "Welcome to the Mellark bakery!" I cheer.

"No way .... No way..." He whispers. "When did they build this?" He asks.

"Finished just this morning." I smile. He hugs me again, tears fall down his face silently in waves.

"Who built this?"

"Come out!" I yell towards the kitchen. Rye appears, beaming a smile drying his hands on a towel.

"Hello Miss. Everdeen, I was just prepping some dough." He smiles.

"RYE." Peeta bellows shakily. "What is going on?" He asks crying hard.

"Your engagement present." Rye hugs Peeta.

"I thought you were dead!" He exclaimes.

"I was, for ten minuets after the initial blast, they brought me back." He says.

Peeta leans on his knees. "I can't - I can't believe this..." He cried into his hands.

"It's okay." I smile touching his arm.

"Thank you so much." He breathes pulling me into a hug. "I'm gonna be a father, again."

"Yes you will baby." I whisper happily.

"Where are you staying?" He asks Rye.

"Next door to you guys; they sold it to me for cheap seeing that there's no more district twelve victors." He chuckles warmly.

"I'm glad your back." Peeta says softly.

"Me too brother, me too."

I each my fiancée joke with his long, lost brother. He's truly happy. And it makes me hope life can be like this for always.

Things might finally start to turn good for the star crossed lovers.

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Hey guys! Sorry for the late update and not posting yesterday. Won't happen again. (Hopefully) Thanks for reading!

Xoxo Kylee.
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