The next two days were boring. Endless cycles of meals then training and meals them training. Peeta and I are much better, and as of yesterday I'm officially five months pregnant. Ever since the night I caught both Tilly and Blaine together in her room, they've been distant. They don't talk at all, not that they did before. But now they don't even make eye contact, I heard them speaking for hours after the door was shut that night.

I continue to think as I pour Peeta and I some rich hot chocolate. Most people in the Capitol enjoy coffee, and Peeta does. But it's too bitter for me. I bring the cups to the hallway where I slam into a body. "Oh my god! Katniss, I'm so sorry!" I hear Peeta say loudly. "Come on!" He carries me around the shattered mugs and into the bedroom. He strips me of my hot and wet shirt and puts me in a large t-shirt of his. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to run into you!" I nod and he kisses me quickly before rushing to clean the mugs. I look down at my perturbing belly under my shirt.

"Your daddy's so clumsy. Are you okay?" I whisper bring my face down as close to him as possible.

A pain strikes my stomach. "Peeta! Peeta come here quickly!" I say. The pain persists and I place his hands on my thudding stomach.

"What's happening?" He asks breathlessly.

"He's kicking." He looks up at me from his kneeling position and smiles tears welling up in his blue eyes.

"Oh my god." He says leaning his forehead against my belly. When it's done he kisses it over and over before finally kissing me. "Is that the first time it's happened?" He asks.

"Yeah." I smile proudly. He sits on the bed pulling me into his lap as we continue to kiss. His fingers comb through my dark hair and mine circle around his golden locks. "I love you peeta." I murmur into his lips.

"I love you too katniss." He nods. When we break we sit together with our foreheads inclined. "Would you like me to order some food and we can watch the training footage?"

"Yes. I'd like that." I smile to him. We stand and make our way to the couch. He orders a small portion of lamb stew and chocolate covered strawberries. "Your the best." I tease as I plop a strawberry into my mouth.

"I know." He shrugs. "It's what I do."

"Don't get a swelled head." I punch his arm playfully.

"Always when I'm with you." He smirks at me mischievously. I shriek standing from my head in his lap and run back to our room.

He chases after me laughing and pounds on the door. "I know your in there." He sings.

"And I know your a pervert." I sing back to him. I unlock the door and he runs in closing the door behind him, he begins pushing against me as we fall onto the bed.

He laughs heartily. "Oh my god." I laugh. "I can't brow ice you just body slammed me into the bed."

"Better the bed then the floor." He notes.

"Yeah." I sigh and let our lips touch. His hands find their way under my shirt gratefully and he leaves them there. He doesn't go any higher, even though he knows he can. My hands stand on his stomach and he kisses me harder.

"Can I ask you a question?" He whispers as we continue to kiss. I nod and sigh a yes. "If we have sex while your pregnant, can the baby feel my, you know?"

I instantly break and smash my face into the pillow. "Oh my god Peeta." I say laughing hard. I try to speak but give up on it when I realize I can't talk and laugh at the same time.  "Peeta." I laugh.

"What? It's a valid question." He defends.

"Yeah, I guess so." I shrug. "You really have no idea about sex do yah?" I tease punching his cheek.

He pushes it away. "Okay miss smarty, since when did you become an expert on the topic?" He raises an eyebrow.

"I-"

"Yeah yeah yeah, thats what I thought." He nods before taking my face in his hands and kissing it again. This kiss lasts longer, that is until we hear the main door open. "They must be back." Peeta stands to rush into the room and I stop him.

"Come on." I whisper. We crouch behind a wall connected to the room the tributes are in.

"Oh Till, you'll be fine. I promise. I wouldn't let anything happen to you. You know that." I hear Blaine tell her.

"But how do you know? If you really want to go with the plan you made up; i could get killed during the first bloodbath. I'm not fast, strong, or smart."

"Sure you may not be strong, but you sure as hell are fast. And your have more common sense then I do."

"That doesn't mean-" her words are cut off by  what I guess is a kiss. "Blaine, that doesn't change anything. We should tell Katniss and Peeta, maybe they'll know what to do."

"You saw their games, they faked it to stay alive."

"If they faked it why is she pregnant?"

"It doesn't matter Till. Just believe me when I say we're gonna be okay."

"Whatever. I'm going to change, I'll talk to you later." She sighs.

"I'll come to your room in about ten." He says after her.

"No, don't."

Her door closes, locks, and I hear Blaine fall onto the couch. I stand carefully and Blaine jumps. "How long were you standing there?"

"For me to know and you to never find out." I smirk. "So, Tilly's the girl you told us about in the elevator?" I ask.

"Yeah." He says as Peeta sits down next to me. 

"I thought she was pregnant?" I ask.

"It's called trying to protect the people you love. I don't her to get special attention, what she needs it to go under the radar and hide her whole games." He tells me. 

"And how would you know?" Peeta asks. "As I recall you are the one fighting for your life here. You are not a mentor."

"What happens when it comes down to her and someone incredibly strong? Or her and god forbid you?"

"Well we could defy the Capitol like you two did." He says sarcastically.

"That was different. The government is different now. You will be killed for trying something like that." I tell him. "Just listen to us and do what we tell you and you'll do just fine. We'll get you sponsors and try to keep you alive as long as possible."

"Now go to bed and get some rest, tomorrow's the day."

His eyes get huge. We had forgotten to tell him they aren't getting the extra day for the interviews.

"Go to bed, you'll need your rest for tomorrow."