Hi! This is my first fanfic and I hope you like it! :D

Katniss

It's been a few years since the rebellion has been successful. Peeta and I dated until we turned 22 when he asked me to be his wife. You think I would say yes, wouldn't I? Of course I did! And now here we are five years later with two beautiful children that I never thought I would have. I hold my beautiful baby girl that has just been born almost a year ago. "She's beautiful, isn't she?" I say to Peeta. He smiles then turns back to our other child. I look at the little girl that I'm holding and smile. Rue. That's her name. Rue Primrose Mellark. I look at the two year old boy with Peeta. Finnick. Finnick Cinna Mellark. I sigh at the old memories of them. Who risked their lives. Just so they could keep me alive.

Peeta turned on the TV and it shows a young woman standing on the presidents' stand. "Where's Paylor?" I asked, worried. Peeta shrugs and looks back on the screen. I can tell he's worried as well, "Good afternoon, citizens of Panem." The woman says in her thick Capitol accent. She smirks evily then continues, "You may be wondering where our precious president Paylor is. Well, let's just say she's in a better place now."

I gasp, almost forgetting I was holding Rue in my arms. She smirks once more, "So, now I will be taking over Panem!" I can hear Capitol citizens cry for joy. Just hope she doesn't bring back The Hunger Games, I thought. Just when I thought it was over she continues, "One more announcement! Next week, we will be holding a reaping. And you know what that means..." NO!, I scream in my head. Peeta looks over at me. His eyes are filled with sorrow and sadness, "Katniss-" "I gotta go." I mumbled. I put Rue into her crib and storm into my room.

I cry into my pillow thinking about what would happen if my children were reaped into The Hunger Games. What if they were reaped together? I shuddered at the thought of losing one of them.

And I have to mentor them! Not just Rue and Finnick but also other innocent boys and girls that depend on their mentors to survive. They depend on us to help them. A few minutes have passed. 30 minutes. An hour. 2 hours. I'm still on the bed crying my eyes out. Peeta knocks on the door but I don't notice it because my thoughts just fill up everything from reality. "Katniss? Please let me in." He asks. "It's open." I say with my head still on the pillow. He comes in and sits on the bed, stroking my hair.

"Where are they?" I ask with no emotion. "They're asleep." He says and sighs, "Katniss, don't worry about it. They're not eligible yet." I look up at him, "And do we start worrying when they are?" I ask in a stern tone, "Peeta, it's not just Rue or Finnick. It's about the Capitol killing innocent children once more. I thought that we were over that, Peeta." I said to him, raising my tone.

He sighs, "There's nothing we can do Katniss. What's done is done." I'm furious at him. Does he care on what will happen to our children? Does he care about other kids getting killed? I've never seen Peeta this hopeless! I storm out of the room and go to the living room where the kids are sleeping. I'm just hoping that they won't get reaped in the future. I don't want them and other kids to feel what we victors have felt in the games. What pain we have experienced.

The pain. The torture. The Hunger Games.

Hope you don't mind the names of their children. :D I will probably post the next chapter soon! Please review! Thank you. :D