Katniss' POV
A clap of thunder wakes me with a jolt. I turn and look at the clock and see the time. 3:30am. I carefully disentangle myself from Peeta and get out of bed.
I quietly make my way down stairs to the living room. I start a fire and go and sit in the window bench. This storm reminds me of a song my father used to sing. Oh how I miss him. Before I know it I begin to sing softly.
Three-thirty in the morning
Not a soul in sight
City's lookin like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
There's a storm moving in
He's headed back from somewhere that he never should have been
And the Thunder Rolls
The Thunder Rolls
Every light is burning
In a house across town
She pacing by the telephone
In her faded Flannel gown
Asking for a miracle
Hoping she's not right
Praying it's the weather
That's kept him out all night
And the Thunder Rolls
The Thunder Rolls
The Thunder Rolls
And the lightning strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The Thunder Rolls
She's waitin' by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he's alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightning flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And The Thunder Rolls
The Thunder Rolls
The Thunder Rolls
And the lightning strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The Thunder Rolls
She runs back down the hallway
To the bedroom door
She reaches for the pistol
Kept in the dresser drawer
Tells the lady in the mirror
He won't do this again
Cause tonight will be the last time
She'll wonder where he's been
And the Thunder Rolls
The Thunder Rolls
The Thunder Rolls
And the lightning strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The Thunder Rolls
Deep in her heart
The Thunder Rolls
I never understood that song when my father sang it. Just like "The Hanging Tree" I learned the dark meaning to a beautiful song. That a man had cheated on his wife and that she had killed him. I know Peeta would never cheat and that makes me feel amazing.
As I sit thinking I realize I'm not alone.
"Peeta, I'm sorry did I wake you?" I gently say.
" Yeah you did but I wish I could wake up every night to you singing not screaming. Your voice is what made me fall for you in the first place, I think. I fell in love with your voice on the first day of school and the birds stopped to listen, Real or not Real?" he asks me.
"Real at least that's what you always told me." I say . He walks over and holds me close. I sigh and breath in his sweet sent.
"Katniss, you haven't sang in so long. Why now?" Peeta asks.
" I don't know I used to sing to sing but tonight I think I sang because I was happy. I finally feel safe." I say as he sits next to me. We sit and watch the storm, lightning and thunder dancing in the sky.We hold each other close and for a moment the world becomes nothing but him and me.
"Do you want to go back to bed?" he asks after a while.
"Do you?" I ask him.
"I'll do whichever lets me hold you close." Peeta tells me.
"We can go back upstairs." I tell him standing up. I take his hand and we begin walking upstairs.
"I just noticed something." Peeta says as we reach the top of the stairs.
"What?" I ask him.
" Your eyes are the same color as the storm clouds. I think they shine brighter than moonlight." he says looking into my eyes. His dazzling blue eyes look into mine with love.
"If my eyes are color of storm clouds then yours are the color of a summer sky." I say looking down and blushing. Why did I say that? I've never said anything like that.He smiles at me.
"I think we will just call it a tie." Peeta says after a long silence. We walk back to my room and lay down holding and protecting each other from whatever life throws at us. I fall into a peaceful dreamless sleep in his arms.
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