I smile as I notice my daughter has fallen asleep on my lap. Her miniature hands both grasping my fingers. I turn my head from my daughter to Katniss and move my hand to continue rubbing Katniss' belly. Now only two weeks until we are expected to have our third daughter. I smile wider as she begins to kick underneath Katniss' shirt and skin.

"Peeta..." Katniss hesitantly starts, grasp my hand on her belly. I tilt my head to look at her worriedly, my smile disappearing.

"I know you love rubbing my belly but can you stop for a while? I'm starting to get those pre-labour contractions and the extra kicking is making me a little extra sore. Sorry honey, I know how much you want to keep doing it." I remove my hand from her belly to hold her chin gently and tilt her head down to press a kiss to her forehead.

"Okay. Come cuddle with me." I open my my free arm and she slowly moves closer to me and brings her calves to lie on the couch. My arm wraps around her and I rest my hand on her thigh as she tries to get comfortable.

She rests her head on my shoulder and her hand on my chest. Her fingers curling a fraction to grasp onto my shirt. I watch as her eyes close and her breathing evens out, resulting in her slipping into sleep for the first time since being up all night.

The memory of how she told me she was pregnant again swims into my mind and I let it play, resting my cheek on Katniss' head.

~ Memory Flashback Start ~

"Do you want to watch a movie while Dwyn is out?" Katniss groggily asks as she pads over to the cabinet where all our music and DVDs are kept.

Katniss has been feeling under the weather and struggled to find sleep for the last few weeks so we asked Katniss' sister and friend, Prim and Poppy, and her family to look after Dwyn. Just incase Katniss has caught a bug or something similar.

"Okay, pick anything you want." I reply as she scavengers the cabinet. I grab the blanket from the other sofa and place it where Katniss is sitting so she can cuddle up in it.

She turns back and grasp a DVD disc in her hand before placing it in the DVD player and coming to sit by me once again.

A few trailers roll by, but as the fourth one is supposed it play I gasp. Katniss is on the screen.

"Hey honey, yes, this is me. I'm finding this awkward already." she starts, running her fingers through her brown locks. "Umm so Peeta, I love you very much. You know that already and we have one beautiful daughter, Dwyn Jessica-Rose Mellark. I - I want to tell you something..." She pauses, taking a deep breath and looking away from the camera. I lean forward, confused.

"As you probably have realised by now, I've been feeling quite sick the last few weeks. Throwing up, feeling tired, feeling really sore and complaining to you about how I missed my period. Umm.. Peeta. I really do hope you're okay with me like this." Katniss breaks, using her hand to wipe her wet eyes.

"Because.." She grasps something and shows it in front of the camera.

"Oh my gosh." I exclaim, covering my mouth and leaning back in the sofa.

"Because I'm 7 weeks pregnant Peeta." She says with a smile, showing me the positive sign on the pregnancy test. "You're going to be a father again."

"You're pregnant! Are you actually pregnant!?" I exclaim, turning to see Katniss filming me on her phone.

"Yeah honey. I'm 7 1/2 weeks pregnant." I start sobbing and pull Katniss into a hug, pressing my forehead against hers. We share a quick kiss with her and she pulls out the stick from her pocket. I rest it in my hand and notice it's shaking. The positive sign so evident. I feel tears leaking from my eyes and Katniss wipes away the tears.

I look around and notice two cameras were also set up, below the TV and on the shelf behind us.

"I love you." I make out in my sobs and rest my elbows on my knees. My hands becoming a support for my head.

Katniss reaches over and wraps her arms around my back and waist. "Are you happy?" She whispers into my ear and I nod in reply.

"I'm really happy."

~ Memory Flashback End ~