#dysfunctional!everlark

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Six hours earlier…

“This child is never coming out!” Katniss said as theywalked through Central Park. She looked down at her large belly in irritation. “GETOUT OF ME!”

Beside the couple, a little girl walking with her motherbegan to cry.

Peeta turned to the little girl. “Sorry, sweetheart. She’snot yelling at you.”

The little girl only cried harder and her mother glared atPeeta, flipping him off as she led her daughter away.

“WELL YOU TOO, LADY!” Peeta yelled to the two.

He turned to Katniss, who was rubbing her belly, ripe withtheir daughter—their week overdue daughter.

She met his eyes, an anguished expression on her prettyface. “She’s never coming out! At this point, our kid is going to be receiving collegecorrespondence in my uterus.” Pouting at him, Katniss let out a small growl. “Whatam I doing wrong?”

Putting an arm around her, Peeta led her down the small roadand towards a stone bridge so that they could talk in privacy. They had doneeverything to get their daughter out—hot food, castor oil, continuous walking—butnothing was happening.

Their girl was just as stubborn as her mother.

“You just gave her such a good home,” he told Katniss. “Now,she doesn’t want to come out of you.”

She looked at him incredulously. “That is fucking bullshit.”

“Your obstetrician said that she would induce you if we didn’tget her out in two days,” he promised.

As they found themselves under the bridge, Peeta pulled herclose as his mind reflected on the last few months. They had only been engagedfor a month when the stick turned pink and they had found themselves withchild.

It had been a big surprise to them both.

However Haymitch, Johanna’s husband, pointed out that theyweren’t very responsible when it came to doing the dirty as previous experiencehad shown.

Yes, Peeta hadn’t always remembered to wear a condom andKatniss wasn’t always completely diligent with taking her birth control pills…

But, he didn’t have to be so mean about it.

“Maybe if I pinch my nose and you blow into my mouth, she’lljust shoot right out—like a cannonball,” Katniss suggested eagerly.

He gave her a light smile. “I don’t think that will work andit will probably hurt more than you think.”

“At least I’m trying to think of suggestions.” Katnisscrossed her arms and glared at him like a petulant child. Suddenly, her eyeslit up and she approached Peeta, her lips curved into a beautiful smile. “Wecould try the other thing…”

Peeta shook his head. “No. Absolutely not.”

As Katniss moved in closer, he found himself backing into awall. “Come on, Peeta. Stop being a little wuss and give me the ol’ pickletickle,” she told him easily. “I know it will work—all the second-time mommiessaid so at that one parenting class that we managed to attend.”

“I am not having sex with you,” he told her bluntly, “And it’snot a pickle—it’s a gherkin. The really long ones.”

“Of course, sweetheart,” Katniss cooed as her mouth went tohis neck and all the blood from his head rushed to his cock. Her hand caressedhim through his jeans and she let out a small moan feeling him hard for her. “Youare my big, strong husband…” She undid the top button of his jeans and reachedto take him into her soft hand.

Peeta groaned, the sound echoing through the small bridgetunnel. She was really good at that.

“It’ll be quick,” she promised as her lips traveled alonghis jawline before brushing against his dry lips. “And, don’t you miss beinginside me? Feeling me wrapped around your cock, warm and wet, while we fuck?”Her smoky eyes looked up at his lust-glazed blues. “I know I do.”

Any coherent thought he had in mind was lost and Peeta foundhimself pressing Katniss gently against the wall. He sank down before her ashis hands went to each side of her hips.

“Let’s get this baby out of you,” he told her as his handswent to the waistband of her maternity leggings.

He could already smell her arousal and his mouth watered atthe thought of his cock being caressed in her throbbing, soaked sheath…

“SIR, STEP AWAY FROM THE WOMAN!”

Peeta looked to the entrance of the tunnel where a park copwas rushing towards them. He stood up, his hand quickly doing up his pants.

“Officer, this is my wife,” Peeta informed the man.

The older officer looked between both of them. “Show me youridentification.”

They quickly scrambled to get their ID’s out—Peeta from hisGucci wallet and Katniss from her small Kate Spade wristlet which she hadstolen from Johanna.

The officer looked at their ID’s for a moment with hisflashlight before turning his eyes suspiciously at them.

Looking at Katniss, he put his flashlight to her face. “Yourlast name isn’t the same as his.”

“We just got married two months ago,” Katniss said with agrimace. “Kind of a quick ceremony while my sister and Dad were in town…” Sheput a hand to her back. “And, I haven’t had time—with the baby due at anymoment.”

Peeta peered at her in the dimness of the tunnel. “Babe, areyou okay?”

Katniss shook her head. “No—” There was a splash onto theconcrete right in-between her legs. “Now, I’m really not fine.”

His hand grabbed hers and Peeta began to pull her towardsthe tunnel opening. “We have to get to the hospital—”

“Sir, I did not say you could leave,” the officer saidangrily, his voice reaching a nasally pitch that grated on Katniss’ ears and shelet out a groan. “You exposed yourself in Central Park—”

“MY WIFE IS IN LABOR,” Peeta shouted at the officer as hegot in the man’s face. “GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!”

“SIR, YOU WILL HAVE TO STAY HERE UNTIL I AM FINISHED WRITINGYOUR CITATION—”

The punch was swift and effective, breaking the man’s nose,and rendering him unconscious.

“Did you kill him?” Katniss asked as she walked over theprone body.

“No, I just gave us enough time to grab a taxi!” Peetareplied as he guided her out of the tunnel and into the sunshine. “WE HAVE TOGO!”

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New York PresbyterianHospital

Nurse Delly Cartwright loved working in the maternity ward.She had always enjoyed working with children—and she was with them at the mostpivotal part of their life.

The beginning.

As she began her shift, Delly went through the patient list,checking on the women whom she was in charge of for the day.

Suddenly, a note caught her eyes. “There’s someone in thesuite?”

One of the newer nurses nodded her head over to the doorwaywhere a tall, dark-skinned officer stood outside the door.

Suddenly, the door opened and a nurse rushed out—a bedpanflying out the door along with her. The nurse looked into the room once morebefore rushing down the opposite hallway in tears.

“Oh, wow,” Delly muttered. “Who’s in there?”

“Mrs. Mellark is actually really nice,” the nurse, a youngman with a sweet smile, informed her. “However, twenty minutes ago—her epiduralwore off. Then, there’s—”

A handsome blond-haired man burst out into the hallwayfollowed by a police officer holding an ice pack to his nose.

“YOU’RE UNDER ARREST!” The injured officer yelled in ahigh-pitched, aggravating voice.

“I UNDERSTAND THAT!” The man responded in a booming voice. “BUT,MY WIFE IS IN LABOR—AND YOU BURSTING INTO OUR ROOM IS NOT HELPING! GO AHEAD ANDHAVE ME ARRESTED—AFTER SHE GIVES BIRTH. BUT, FOR NOW GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MEBEFORE I BREAK SOMETHING ELSE OF YOURS THAT CAN’T BE REPAIRED!”

The policeman who had been outside the door went his comradeas Delly squared her shoulders and approached the man.

“Cool off,” the officer said gently to the fellow officer. “Goto your precinct and fill out your incident report. I will make the arrest whenthey’re finished.”

“But, it’s my arrest!” The other officer whined.

“Officers,” Delly found herself interjecting. “You’reupsetting my patient.” She looked into the open door of the room where theblond man was holding the hand of a sweaty, but very beautiful, raven-hairedwoman. “I will have to file a report against you if you do anything that mightcause harm. I suggest you leave—for now.”

The officer with the ice pack to his nose nodded curtlybefore rushing to the elevators across from them.

“Thank you, ma’am.” She looked over at the officer besideher. He gave her a handsome smile. “I never know how to handle the overinflatedones.” He held his hand out to her. “Officer Moore—Cinna Moore.”

She took his hand and gave it a quick shake. “Nurse DellyCartwright.”

“The Mellarks seem really nice so I was hoping I would beable to deter him,” Cinna informed her. “I have orders, however, to wait untilafter the birth to arrest Mr. Mellark.”

Delly looked at the couple, who were now swapping somekisses. “And, what exactly were they trying to do?”

Cinna laughed softly. “Trying to get that baby out—in CentralPark.”

Her eyes widened and she held in a smile.

“HOLY SHIT! CONTRACTION!”

Mrs. Mellark was now gripping her husband’s hand as he letout a silent scream.

Delly winked at the cute officer. “I think that they’regoing to be an interesting couple to work with.”

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Seven Hours Later…

“And then, Daddy said ‘So, do you want what they have—just ourbetter, more badass version?’,” Katniss spoke softly to her daughter as Dellywalked into the room. “Then, Mommy said yes and we celebrated with lots of—”The woman stopped, her cheeks going red. “—chocolate.”

“Chocolate?” Delly said as she went to Katniss’ chart at theend of the bed. “Is that what the cool kids call it now?”

“What exactly am I supposed to say to her?” Katniss askedwith a grin. “That we celebrated by nailing each other so hard that we both hadto ice our groins the day after?”

“You have a few years to work on the story,” Delly retortedwith a grin. “Cinna just brought Peeta down to their squad car, but he assuredme that he wouldn’t put Peeta in a cell. Just make sure that the bail gets downthere.”

“My cousin is already on it,” the new mother said. “So, didyou get Cinna’s number?”

Delly blushed before pulling out a folded Post-It from the pocket of her scrubs. “He getsoff the same time that I do.”

Katniss snorted as she adjusted the little bundle in herarms. “That’s what she said.”

The new mother leaned down to tenderly kiss her daughter’sforehead.

Delly’s eyes welled at the sight. “So, what are you namingher?”

Katniss’ eyes remained on her daughter, her smile soft asshe responded.

“Megan.”

FIN.