Peeta POV- (The next Monday)
(On the phone with Katniss)
"I'll be fine." I laugh.
She's freaking out because I'm going and she's not going with me because we are pretty sure Willow knows some thing is up with us.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm serious, Katniss. It's not like I'm the one getting pregnant. It's fine, I'll be perfectly fine." I assure her.
"Call me as soon as you're finished." She tells me.
I laugh, "I will. I'm just getting blood done, just like you did, I'll be perfectly fine."
"I know I'm just worried."
"It'll be fine, Katniss. The sooner I get finished with this, the sooner we can figure out what's going on." I remind her.
"I know."
"Well, I'm here so I will call you when I'm finished and then I'll be home after."
"Okay, I love you." She says.
"I love you too. I'll talk to you soon." I say and hang up.
I go inside and it's kind of weird being here without Katniss, or without a female.
There's all these pregnant women in here with their husbands or alone and I'm the only guy here by myself.
I must arrive right on time because as soon as I walk in Dr. Coles brings me back.
"Hello." She smiles.
I nod and sit down awkwardly.
It's so weird being here without Katniss.
"Hi."
"Any luck?" She asks.
I shrug, "No. I don't think so." I say with a sigh.
"Have you been making sure she's drinking at least 8 cups of water a day? And taking those pills."
"Yes. Well, I've tried. She probably doesn't drink the water until dinner and after but I make sure she drinks it then and taking the pill." I tell her.
"Good. How many times have you tried since last week?"
"Once."
"Okay." She says.
I nod and awkwardly wait for whatever is next.
"Well, we need to take some blood and we will get it sent off and see what's up with you." She says lifting my sleeve up and wiping my arm off with some kind of disinfectant wipe.
Then her nurses come in.
They stick at least 10 different needles in my arm and draw all these samples of blood and I look pretty beat up by the end of it to say the least.
"Remind Katniss she has an appointment next week to check it out. Next Friday at 12."
"I will." I say and go.
(On the phone with Katniss)
"You're a lot tougher than I thought, baby." I chuckle, looking at my bruised up arm. Feeling kind of shitty.
"What do you mean?" She asks.
"I got like ten needles stuck in me and lots of blood taken out." I laugh.
"Yeah, it's happened twice to me. It happens more after I'm pregnant." She tells me.
"I know. I couldn't stand it. That just proves to me something I already knew."
"Which was what?"
"You're tougher than I could ever be."
She laughs a little, "Did she say anything else?"
"No. Just that you have an appointment next Friday at two." I say.
"I knew that."
"I know."
"Are you coming home?"
"Yes."
"Okay. Willow is passed out. I don't know what she's gonna do next year when she has to be in school all day."
"Be tireder at night." I laugh.
She laughs too, "I'll see you in a minute."
"Okay, bye, sweetie." I say and hang up.
I head home but decide to stop by the bakery on the way home to pick up some of the leftovers I had from this morning.
Including some cheesebuns to go with the meal I have planned for tonight.
"Hey, baby." I say kissing her on the mouth as she opens the door for me.
"Do you feel okay?" She asks.
I smile.
"I'm perfect." I say kissing her temple and laugh silently to myself.
She leads me in and we sit down on the couch together.
Willow is on the opposite couch, fast asleep.
"It's been a few days, I haven't started my period and I wanted to take a test." She says.
I feel my heart speed up, "Really?"
"Yes, but I wanted to wait until you got home."
"Let's go. Go take three." I say.
She stands up and I follow her into the downstairs bathroom, she pulls the drawer and there's about twenty pregnancy tests inside.
Katniss grabs out three and shoos me out. I wait on the couch for about thirty minutes before she comes out.
"Nope." I hear.
My heart sinks, "All three?"
"All three negative." She frowns, starting to cry.
I frown and hug her tight.
"What are we doing wrong, Peeta?" Katniss sobs.
"I don't know, baby but we are gonna figure it out." I assure her.
"I just want this so bad and maybe if I didn't know how badly we all three want it, it would be easier."
I frown, "We are gonna figure this out, Katniss." I assure her again.
She stares at me, looking completely hopeless and devastated.
"I need to be alone for a bit. Can I please go somewhere?" She asks me softly.
"Of course. Will you at least tell me where?" I ask.
"The graves." She mumbles and I nod my head, figuring it would be there or the lake.
She gets her shoes on and a jacket too, despite the fact that it's quite warm outside and she goes.
Katniss POV-
Besides God, who I talk to nearly every second of the day with, I'm not sure who else to talk to about this with.
"Prim, Dad. I'm here." I say plopping down in front of their graves.
I get nothing but silence. No wind, no birds chirping, nothing.
I glance up at the sky and back down.
"Prim, you know how much I love Peeta. You saw me with him." I start.
"And you know we had a Willow five years ago and now we want another baby. But it's been well, well over five weeks since we decided it and nothing is happening." I tell her.
I laugh, here I am telling my sister who would be 20 years old about my sex life and there's no doubt my Dad's listening.
"And I'm scared." I say, my voice cracking. Tears stream down my cheeks.
"Dad, I know you love Peeta and Prim I know you do too. I know how you just wanted Prim and I to find someone who treated us like Queens and I found him." I say crying more.
I can see Dad's face now, sad, Prim's too.
"And he treats Willow the same way. He's the best husband and Dad and I want to have another kid with him. We all three want it so badly." I tell them.
"Dad, I know you defiantly don't want to hear about your daughter's sex life but I'm married and we've been married six years. And I don't know who else to talk to and I'm not calling my mother." I shrug.
"She met Willow once, a few years ago but that was the last time we saw her and she doesn't call or anything at all. But I don't really mind because she doesn't want to have anything to do with us and if we do have another baby, she won't know about it. If she does find out, I am not giving in and letting her see them. It'll just upset Willow too much now that she's older." I explain.
"Gosh, Prim. I wish you could see her. She reminds me so much of you it's crazy. I mean she looks just like Peeta with my hair and acts like him too but there's something about her, maybe it's just because she's so little, that reminds me of you." I tell her crying.
I cry and cry there for a long time, until I can't cry anymore. My head is killing me and I can barely breathe but I tell them goodbye and I to home.
I have like three missed calls from Peeta and a few texts but that's probably because I've been here for over five hours and it's nearly dinner.
I call him back.
(On the phone with Peeta)
"I'll be home soon." I say when he answers.
"Are you alright? I was just about to come look for you."
"I'm okay." I say.
"Okay, Willow is asking for you."
"I'll be home in a few minutes." I say to him.
He sighs, "I love you."
"I love you too." I sniff and then I hang up.
I drive home and try looking happier but I can't.
I walk inside and hear Peeta and Willow in the kitchen.
"Daddy, we can't eat Mommy or she's gonna be mad at us!!" Willow tells Peeta, freaking out.
He puts something in the a pot of water, which I am assuming is katniss-root and turns around and sees me.
"Willow, she won't be mad. We use to eat her all the time when you were a baby." Peeta tells her, smiling at me.
I smile sadly at him and lean up against the doorway of the kitchen, Willow has no idea that I'm here.
"Really?"
"Yes. Really." Peeta says smiling.
Willow still doesn't understand my name-sake.
"I don't think she's gonna be happy with us." She says crossing her arms.
I decide to intervene now.
"Are you and Daddy planning on something?" I ask her.
She gasps and turns around.
My eyes are sore and puffy feeling and smiling makes me feel worse but I do it anyways.
"Daddy is wanting to cook you in that pot, Momma! He wants to eat you!!" Willow says jumping off the chair and running over to me, grabbing my hands.
"Peeta..." I say, trying to sound like I'm getting onto him.
"What?" He asks innocently.
She laughs, "Daddy, you just told me we were gonna eat Katniss, silly. Remember?"
"I did say we were gonna eat Katniss, did I?" Peeta smiles.
Willow nods and I pick her up and she wraps her arms protectively around my shoulders and lays her head on my shoulder.
"No. We aren't gonna eat Katniss." She says angrily, shaking her head at Peeta.
Peeta rushes over and tries to grab at me and Willow jumps down and darts pushing him away from me.
It definitely makes me feel better, it gave me a good laugh.
"No! Daddy! I love her you can't eat her!" Willow says so pissed off at him.
Then Peeta runs around Willow and scoops me up over his shoulder and runs into the living room with me and Willow goes off.
She chases him and he puts me down on the couch.
Willow runs over to me and pats my head, "It's okay, Mom. I saved-ed you." She tells me, hugging my head.
Peeta sits on the opposite couch and he's laughing.
"Thank you, Princess." I say laughing a little.
Willow looks at me and examines my face, grabbing my cheeks in his little hands.
"Dad, you made Mommy cry. See." Willow says.
I laugh a little and sniffle, "I'm not crying because of Daddy, Willow. I'm okay."
"How come you were cryin?" She asks me and sits on my lap. Peeta's smile falls and mine does too.
"I'm just sad today. I'll be alright though, I promise."
"You're sure Daddy didn't make you cry because we are eating Katniss for dinner tonight."
"I'm sure, sweetheart. Let's go have dinner." I say.
We all three head into the kitchen and Willow and I sit down at the table while Peeta makes us both plates full of katniss-root, some kind of chicken and cheese buns.
"Whats that stuff?" Willow asks, pointing to the mashed root.
"It's katniss." I inform her.
Her blue eyes get wide, "What?"
"Yup." I say nodding.
Peeta sits down too, right next to Willow and she looks at him, confused.
He purposely takes a large bite of the root and I do too and she looks at us like we've lost our minds.
"Eat, baby." I tell her and she glances at me.
"Do you taste good?"
"I think I taste pretty good." I say laughing a little.
Peeta chuckles.
"Willow, what's Mommy's name?"
"Katniss."
"And what's that on your plate?" I ask.
"It's called katniss?" She asks.
I nod.
"Remember when Finnick called me a bread and you a tree?"
"And he called Mommy a root?"
Peeta and I laugh, "Yep."
"That's because that's what we were named after. You have the same name as a tree and Daddy as a bread."
"There's a bread called Peeta?" She asks.
I giggle, "Yep."
"And then a tree called willow?"
"Yes." I say.
She widens her eyes, "That's weird."
I laugh, "Yep. And you remember who your Aunt Prim is?" I ask.
"Yeah."
"Her real name was primrose and that's a flower." I explain.
"Awww." Willow says smiling sweetly.
I smile. I'm so glad she knows who Prim is. She knows what she looks like and that we don't get to see her anymore, just like my dad and Peeta's family.
"Her is the one that gave us Buttercup?" Willow asks me.
"Yes. Buttercup was her kitty when she was little and then when she left she gave him to Daddy and I and now for you." I say.
"I love her for that. That's real nice." Willow says eating her food now.
I nod my head and know she's up there smiling away. Peeta glances at me and I nod, letting him know I'm okay.
After dinner we stay up later, even though I'm just really ready to go to bed and get this stupid day over with but Willow says she's missed me since I left earlier today.
At bed time I feel a lot better than I did but my head is still pounding and I still feel pretty upset about earlier today.
"Are you okay?" Peeta asks, coming into our bedroom where I try and act like I'm asleep but he knows that I'm not.
I lay perfectly still and he crawls into bed. His warm body under the blanket making me feel warmer myself, he scoots over to me. My back is pressed up against him and he lays his face against mine. Cheek to cheek.
"I know you're not asleep, sweetheart." He mumbles to me and kisses my cheek, he takes my hand from my side and intertwines our fingers.
I start to sob right then and there and he holds me tight, letting me cry.
Sometime in between that I fall asleep in his safe arms.
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