Gale.

Katniss is starting to worry me. She cries at least once a day, and that's something I'm not very used to. Katniss crying just throws me off balance, but I have to stay strong for her. My Katniss needs to know that it's all okay. She needs a strong wall to lean on. I have to be that strong wall if I don't want her to end up like Annie.

I notice the tears running down her cheeks. I wipe them away and she bites her lip.

"Katniss?" I ask. "Do you need something?"

"Why would I?"

"I don't know. Maybe there's something that would make you feel better."

"Like what?" she asks.

"Do you want to visit someone?" I hope she says yes.

She hesitates, but easily gives in. "Sure. Like who?"

"Well, we see Haymitch all the time, so someone else. How about one of the victors?" I suggest. She closes her eyes and tenses her jaw as I say the word. I know the one victor that she would love to visit, but she can't. He's gone now.

"Okay."

"Who?" I ask.

"Johanna, Annie, someone. You can pick," she says. I nod and move a little bit. She sits up to let me stand up. I kiss her and go to the kitchen.

Who would be best for her? Annie would show her what she can't become, but Johanna would whip her into shape.

"Would you want to visit both?" I call to her.

"Sure," she says.

I call Johanna and she agrees to go to District 5. I don't want Annie to have to travel and I would like if they were both there. She says that she can go tomorrow and I thank her.

I walk to the living room. "Catnip?"

"Yeah?"

"How would you like to go to District 4 tomorrow?" I ask her.

"To visit Annie?" She asks.

"We'll visit Annie and Johanna," I explain. I see that beautiful smile that I love spread across her face.

"That would be great," she whispers, as she gets off the couch. "I can't wait."

Katniss.

"That would be great," I whisper. "I can't wait." He reaches out and hugs me. I hug him back.

"Katniss-" he begins. "What about the name?"

"What name?" I ask.

"The name for our baby," he says, slowly, as if he doesn't want to make me feel stupid or scare me because I'm going to have a baby.

"What about it?"

"What do you want to name it?" he asks. I didn't want to even think about this. I'm not even showing yet. I found out and the doctor confirmed it. We don't know if it's a boy or a girl.

"How would we decide if we don't know its gender?" I ask.

He shrugs. "What do you want it to be?" he asks. "A boy or a girl?"

I honestly have no idea. If it's a girl, I'll always think of Prim. If it's a boy, I'll always think of Peeta. But, then again, it would look like Gale.

"Boy. What would you want?"

"A girl. It would look like you," he says, looking deeply into my eyes.

One of us is going to be disappointed, I know that for sure. I just don't know if having a girl would depress me. It wouldn't look anything like her, but after so many years of looking after, Prim, a little girl who I loved, it would be so hard to think of anyone else.

He leans forward and kisses me on the cheek. Sure, I would rather have Peeta, but Gale is so helpful. If I didn't have Gale, I would be all alone with no one to help me. Without Gale I would be depressed for sure. Yes, I am depressed in the sense that I'm very VERY upset, but not technically. Something has to happen in your brain for that to happen.

I smile weakly and walk back to our room. I close the door quietly and get the box from under our bed. The box has pictures of Peeta, Prim, my father, Finnick, and one of my mother. It also has the thing that tortures me, inspires me, breaks me, and holds me together at the same time; the mockingjay pin.

Gale knows that I have this box. He's fine with it. He just wants me to stay strong and keep going.

Gale.

I'm so glad that we'll be able to visit them. This could really help Katniss. Not only will it hopefully inspire her, but it might help just to see some friends.

I sit back down and relax for a while. After about a minute, I walk back to our room.

I'm about to open the door, when I hear her talking to herself. Yes, this worries me, but I want to hear what she's saying, so I put my ear to the door and listen.

"Not Peeta. Not Gale," I hear. What is she talking about? "Katniss, you can do better." What? "Something… better." I don't understand her at all. "Saldo, that's it."

I decide to walk in then and I see Katniss sitting on our bed holding her special box. Her face lights up when she sees me.

"Gale, I've been thinking about baby-names!" she exclaims. "I only have an idea for a boy, though."

"Perfect," I say, grinning from ear to ear. The way she smiled when she saw me way so beautiful. I haven't seen her smile like that since Peeta died. "Let's hear it."

"Okay, don't laugh," she says sheepishly. I nod and she continues, "Saldo." Now I know what she was talking about. "You know, like my father."

I nod with a big smile on my face. "I love it." She smiles too and runs over to hug me.

"I love you Gale," she whispers into my chest.

"I love you too," I whisper into her hair, "Catnip."

-Thanks for coming back to read this chapter! If you replied (nicely) than I love you!

-some notes to my haters:

1. if Katniss didn't have Peeta, do you honestly think she wouldn't go back to Gale? I didn't think so

2. if you don't like it, don't read it

3. flames only make me more happy because I realize how amazing my actual fans are. Thanks for the happiness :)

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