Hey everyone! This is my last post until after Christmas! Also - with this post - I'm going to start accepting any one-shot ideas you may have that fit in the time span of 'Geese ...' so, if you have one, leave it in the comments, PM me, or put it to me on Tumblr! Happy Holidays and thanks for reading and enjoying! Lots of Love!

It had been almost twenty-four hours. Effie was worn out and getting sick – all of which was normal, including her blaming Haymitch. Haymitch himself was tired, of course, but let her shout at him. It was still endearing. When the medication kicked in, Effie did have a small feeling of relaxation, but she felt even sicker.

"Maybe we should talk about this later," Peeta suggested.

Effie shook her head. "No – no now. I want to be distracted." She took the cloth Haymitch handed her. "Please."

"How are Rosie and Linus?" Haymitch asked.

"Both slept through the night. Annie took Linus to go with Finn to some playground and Katniss stayed with Rosie. She had those cards Effie made and thought –"

"Those things still exist?" Haymitch asked with a laughed. Effie smacked his chest. "What? I thought Rosie had destroyed them. Didn't know the kids had 'em!"

"Shut up, shut up!"

Haymitch raised his hands and backed off.

"The rooms," Effie started. "Haymitch, are you listening?"

"Now you want me to –"

"Shut up!"

"All right! I'm listening! The rooms!" Haymitch wasn't shouting back, of course, he was only playfully teasing her – knowing her temper wasn't serious. "Let's just put the baby in with Rosie after a few months. Linus can have the room we cleared out." He looked a Peeta. "Paint … I don't know. Geese on the wall or somethin'. He likes those things."

"The only one that does – oh!"

"You're such a liar, Eff."

Effie smacked him again causing Haymitch to only laugh harder.

When the doctor came in, it was assumed the baby would be arriving in the next hour or so. Effie was relieved to hear she could start pushing soon – no matter how much pain she was in.

"I'll call Katniss to have her bring Rosie," said Peeta, happy to have a reason to leave the room.

"Haymitch?"

"Hm?"

"We need to talk about names," Effie said.

"Thought we decided?"

Effie scrunched her face and grabbed Haymitch's hand. "I have to push – I have to –"

"Hold on, let me get the doctor –"

"Don't you dare let my hand go!"

"But –"

Thankfully, the doctor came in to check on Effie's progress and agreed she ought to start pushing. The other medics were called as well as the local healer, as was the norm now.

"The name," Effie repeated, even though she was pushing. "Haymitch, the name!"

"But I don't know …" Effie's head fell back on the pillow. "I don't know …"

"Sweetheart – sweetheart, we don't have to decide right now. Just concentrate -"

"Shut up, shut up!"

"Okay!"

"I can see a head," the doctor said. "Let's have another good push, Mrs. Abernathy."

It took two more pushes and finally the room filled with the sounds of a baby crying. Effie didn't know what to expect. When Rosie was born, she saw her for all of a moment before she was taken away. But now …

The baby was held up carefully by the healer. "Looks like you had a baby girl hiding from the camera!"

"A girl?" Effie was trying to catch her breath between exhaustion and tears.

Haymitch was able to cut the umbilical cord and the new baby girl was placed on Effie's stomach. Effie was able to touch her little hands, her little feet – ten fingers, ten toes. She looked so healthy and cried as loud as Haymitch snored.

"Joey," Effie said. She looked up and smiled at Haymitch. "She's Joey."

Annie had made it to the hospital with Finn and Linus around the same time Katniss arrived with Rosie in her arms. Peeta was waiting for them near Rosie's room – all heard the baby crying.

Haymitch came out a few minutes later looking as proud as ever. "Another girl," he said with a wide grin. "We've – uh – named her Joey. She's healthy. Cryin' – well, you can hear that. Eff's doin' just great and …" he seemed at a loss for words.

Katniss stepped forward and passed Rosie into his arms. "Go back," she said. "We'll wait to see her. Congratulations, Haymitch. And tell Effie the same."

Haymitch nodded – finally unable to find a way to express … anything. He looked over Rosie – still unable to believe she was healthy and growing and his. Unable to believe that the sound of that baby crying was also his.

He went to head back to the room but stopped and turned to Linus. He held out his free hand. "Come on – you, too, kid. Need the whole family."