We sat in the white waiting room of the small hospital of District 12, the smell of antiseptic hovering in the air, surrounded by women in all stages of pregnancy. Peeta had insisted on coming with me, even after an hour long fight about the bakery needing him more than I did for a check-up.

I sat a little bored, waiting for my appointment, watching one of the children of another woman, running around the small room, arms out to their sides, flapping about. I couldn't help letting my mind skip to images of Rue, arms raised, head tilted upwards to the sun, ready to take off with the mocking jays. I can't help but give a small sigh, my lips curling up a little at the corners.

After another two women disappearing and reappearing from behind a doorway, it's my turn. Magdalen, the resident doctor for district 12, stood at the doorway, calling my name. As Peeta and I stood, all eyes fall on us, a couple of women, not even bothering to try and hide the fact they were whispering about us.

So what? Peeta and I have been married for fifteen years, why wouldn't we want to have a baby? They had children. The broken, victors of the 74th hunger games, survivors of the 75th games and the war were starting a family. I didn't see what the problem was… Much.

Magdalen smiled to Peeta and me as we joined her at the door before leading us past and into a small exam room and invited us to take a seat. The tall, stocky woman taking a seat on the other side of a small desk before giving us another smile. Magdalen came to 12 from the capitol, surprising a lot of us when she took to the district like a duck to water. She had once said "I never felt like I fit in in the capitol" when asked about her move to 12. She had been a big time physician in the capitol and upon hearing of the returning population of District 12, made the choice to join us all as our doctor along with a midwife named Rebekah and a paediatrician named Elisabeth from her clinic.

Magdalen was a tall woman, standing a foot or two taller than me and was stocky at best. She wasn't a big woman but she did have enough muscle on her to keep her frame from looking lanky. Elisabeth was a young woman, very calm and never very out spoken. She was a small little thing, which I guess was why the children liked her so much. As for Rebekah, she was nothing like either Magdalen or Elisabeth. She was of average height and weight but her bedside manner could use a bit of work. Not many of the mothers who had delivered their babies with her help had much to say about the woman other than her bedside manner was horrid and she needed to work on how she treated people but when it came to her job, she was the best. There had even been a decline on birthing fatalities since she had taken over as midwife.

"What can I do for you Mr Mellark and Miss Everdeen?" She gives us a look, a little like 'I know why you are here but I want to hear it from you' and I can't help but blush like a small child.

"We are here about having a child, Magdalen" Peeta says before I have a chance to open my mouth. He seemed to have no trouble saying it either. Just we are here about having a baby.

Magdalen chuckled as she sat back in her chair "Magdalen was what I was called when I got into trouble as a child. Call me Maggy." She told us. "I'm sure you know how exactly a baby is born so, what can I do to help?"

"I just wanted to get a check-up, I was told it was good to get check-ups, make sure I'm fit and healthy to get pregnant" I tell her, taking a look at few posters on the walls. Some of bodily diagrams, others of little scenes, a beach from district 4, the orchids of district 11.

She gave a nod as she rose to her feet, gesturing to the exam bed up against the back wall. "Come and lay down for me please, Miss Everdeen" I give a nod and follow her, laying down on the bed, the paper sheet crumpling under my form.

For the next ten minutes she pokes and prods, checks my eyes, my ears, my heart and lungs and anything else there could be to check on a human body. Once done, she allows me to take a seat next to Peeta once more. She asks me a couple questions before turning her attention to Peeta and asking him another set of questions. It's not until the sixth question fired at Peeta that I catch on to it being a check-up of our mental health.

After taking moment to make a little note on her computer (A gift from Bee-Tee from district 3) she looks to the two of us and gives us a smile. "Well. I see no reason for the two of you not to continue." She said "You both know how to continue yes?"

"Yes" we both replied at the same time, which only amused Maggy.

"Okay, the next thing to look at is pre-natal vitamins. They will help you get what you need to keep your body running while getting pregnant AND after getting pregnant as well as give the baby what he or she needs too." I give a small nod as she continues "I take it you have stopped taking any form of birth control?" Again all I can do is nod at her before receiving another smile "Then I think everything is all set. I will get you the pre-natal vitamins and you are free to start trying for your baby."

With that she was up and out of the door before I could say thank you. Peeta looked to me and I could tell in an instant that he was holding back from jumping for joy. His blue hues had a child like glint about them and I knew at any moment he was going to burst. I couldn't help the snort of a laugh that escaped my throat at the look of him sitting there, hands on his knees, gripping at his trousers like a child who needed the bathroom. "Katniss. She said we were okay to go ahead..."

I didn't think anything about it. We were adults now, even if she had said not to, we would've most likely done it anyway. "So? We don't need permission to have a child, Peeta"

He looked at me for a moment before stating "Katniss, She said she didn't see a reason we couldn't. She asked us all those questions and you got a head to toe physical. She thinks we are fine…" That's when it hit me like a truck, speeding its way through the capitol streets. She didn't see us as broken like I did from time to time and it meant so much more to Peeta and his high-jacking issues…

"See Peeta? We still have our demons, just like everyone else in Panem but we aren't broken any more." He seemed to relax then and for the first time in forever I saw the Peeta Mellark that threw me the bread when we were kids. The one who hadn't been in a hunger games arena or seen a war. He was free of his episodes in that moment.

After about another 5 minutes, Maggy returned with a little jar in her hands. She explained to me about what vitamins were in the little, pink pills and how it would help me to take them now while getting pregnant then to continue afterwards. She told me only to take one a day and sent us on our way.

The moment we were out of the clinic, my hand was seized by Peetas larger one, the man dragging me off home.

I guess we weren't wasting any time…

Thank you all for waiting and reading my story. I'm still not 100% sold on the ideas I have for my story at the moment and so it's taking a bit of time to get my ideas sorted out. On top of that I have been busy making cakes for people which takes a lot of the free time I have when my daughter is napping or out with her grandparents. I promise that your patience will pay off in the long run.
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