Hi! Sorry I haven't updated. This is more filler-esk, but I wanted to show some sister relationship between Prim and Katniss!

Disclaimer: I seriously own nothing…it's sad.

Prim's two braids bounced as she ran up to me, and wrapped her arms around me.

"Hi Katniss! How are you feeling today?" Her cheery little voice asked, bringing the littlest bit of light to this depressing place. I smiled, pushing the whispies of hair away from her face.

"I'm okay Prim, just okay."

I saw the concern and worry flood her features, her blue eyes looking me over quickly.

"Are you okay? Is the baby okay?"

A nodded , assuring her not to be nervous. " Yes prim, I'm fine. Just… lonely. What are you doing today?" She recognized what I was going to ask, and a smile spread across her face.

"Oh Nothing! We can spend all day together!"

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We made small talk walking from the hallway to the compartment I occupied. Prim led the way into the room herself, rambling about how excited she was for my baby.

"What do you think it'll be? A boy or girl? What do you want?" Primrose plopped down on my bed and stared at me in anticipation.

"Oh I don't have any idea what it is really. And I don't care about what it is, too much. I just remember how hard it was for mom with us two, and I really don't think I could do it alone. So I kinda want a boy… because at least I'll have SOMETHING to connect me to Peeta." I knew I looked weak and pathetic, but it was Prim. And I don't mind considering she's my sister.

Primrose reached over and started snacking on some popped corn snacks. " You DID say no to that deal, didn't you?"

I looked away, dipping my head in shame. She looked mad enough to kill. " YOU AGREED? TO KILL YOUR CHILD? To kill PEETA'S CHILD? That could be the last piece of him you have, and you just agreed to risk it? I really expected more of you, Katniss. I really trully did."

I felt my voice cracking, since all I seem to do anymore is cry. " I..I don't mean to kill it! But it's the only way to save Peeta! And there's nothing I want more then to save Peeta! Please understand…he isn't the only one who would be hurt by me not agreeing!"

Primrose shook her head in disappointment. " You don't understand do you? He shouldn't be the only one your concerned about. Someone NEEDS you more then he does, and that person NEEDS you to survive! Think about THAT person too." She looked at how upset I was and she was visibly guilt ridden.

"Oh Katniss! I didn't want to- DON'T CRY! Oh now I feel bad…" I cut her off and just hugged her.

"Y-Your right… I'm just selfish."

She shook her head. " Don't say that! You'll be better then anybody, you've raised me." She smiles, and quickly changes the subject. "What are you going to name him?"

It's my time to give a little laugh at my younger sister. " Prim, I have no idea. We aren't even sure what it is…"

"Well! It's important to think ahead of time, and you WANT a boy. So maybe once in your life, something will go your way!"

I just shrug. " I don't know, maybe Cinna?" I shouldn't have said that, I felt the emotions all come back. The name of my stylist, who gave his life for me and the rebellion.

"If the name makes you cry… that's not the best idea! Maybe Hunter! Like you, and daddy. I like that name. Maybe Hunter Cinna Everdeen?" My sister did her best to cheer me up. But I declined.

"Mellark. Whatever his name is, his last name will be Mellark. I don't care what people say."

Primrose looked proud of my newfound confidence in something. " Hunter Cinna Mellark? It's perfect."

" I like dandelion… I could call him Leo, as in lion." That was a decent name, right?

"You could name him Nightlock!" She stated and we both giggled. I really did enjoy being with my sister.

A sudden rush of sadness overwhelmed me, as I realized something. This is Peeta's baby, and he will possibly never meet him. I'm sitting here naming this child, and not even considering Peeta. Then I reached the conclusion.

"I want to name him after Peeta is back."

I saw Prim begin to talk, and I knew she was going to try to change my mind.

"And don't say he won't be back. Because I'm going to get him myself.