Our Love Was Always Real - A Katniss and Peeta Fanfiction

Chapter 11: Before the games

Katniss' POV:
When we walk onto the elevator Finnick and Johanna try to join us, but are shoved into their own elevators.
As soon as the elevator starts rising I turn to Peeta.
"Why?"
This one word could be asking so many questions, but Peeta understands.
"To stop the games, or to get you out".
He looks at his feet.
"To get me out, you shouldn't have done that, y-"
I stop myself. Peeta was trying to save me and the baby, not himself. He wasn't looking for attention. He didn't want to anger me, he was trying to save me.
"I know, I'm so-" he starts.
I fling myself onto him.
"Don't be".

We sit on the roof together, not talking but appreciating each other's presence.
It's Peeta who speaks up.
"Did you want to talk about names? It's not like we will get much of a chance any other time".
"Okay, got any ideas?"
"No, but I thought we should keep your family tradition going, you know, plant names?"
"That's a wonderful idea" I tell him.
"Let's do girls names first".
"Well, I don't think we should Violet or Rose, they are so common and cliche". It's true, compare how many Violet's and Rose's you've heard to Katniss' or Primrose'.
"True, what about Ivy? Iris? Willow? J-"
"Willow" I breathe.
"Peeta, it's perfect" I say and kiss him.
He has the biggest grin on his face.
"What?" I ask him.
"I never thought this day would come, I never even thought I would get to talk you, I love you Katniss, and I love you". He kisses my belly, which hasn't grown that much, but there is a small bump.
" We love you too".
After five minutes we remember what we were doing.
"I don't really know any names for a boy", Peeta admits.
"Rye".
I didn't know I was going to say that, but I think it's great, I look at Peeta.
"Rye", he repeats.
"You like it?" I ask nervously.
"I love it".

I lay in Peeta's lap when a drunk Haymitch walks up to us, thank god for the hangover pills or we would be in big trouble tomorrow.
"What's up Haymitch?" Asks Peeta.
"I thought of a name for yo kid".
I look at Peeta, he winks.
"Let's hear it then".
"Haymitch".
Peeta and I crack up laughing.
"Wat?" He asks.
After five minutes of laughing our butts off, I speak up,
"And if it's a girl?"
Haymitch thinks for a minute and finally says,
"Hayley".
We start to laugh again and Haymitch just looks confused.
"Go to bed and take your pill you drunk". Peeta orders
"Yes dad" Haymitch and staggers back downstairs.
"Dad huh?". I say in between laughs.
"Mum huh?" Peeta retorts with the same tone.
"I don't think I'll ever get used to those terms". I say.
"Me neither".
I lay in Peeta's lap and sleep takes over.