A/N: Hello people of fanfiction and welcome to 'the Baby Games!' This story originally belonged to LunaKirkland-Jones, but she lost her inspiration and I got to adopt it! This might change to third person P.O.V because I'm not the best at first person, but I'm trying to keep it first person. I have a lot of ideas for this story and I hope you enjoy it :)

In penance for their uprising the twelve districts of Panem shall offer up one male and female between the ages of 12 and 18 at a public reaping. These tributes shall be given to the custody of the Capitol and then transferred to a public hospital where they will have their children monitored, until they give birth. Henceforth and forever more this pageant shall be known as 'The Baby Games'.

Clove's P.O.V

I remember I was 9 when Cato finally answered, I was 9 when I found out what a soul mate was...

"What's a soul mate?" I asked again.

"It's like a best friend but more," He replied "It's the one person in the world that knows you better than everyone else." I cocked my head like a lost puppy while he continued, saying, "It's the one who makes you a better person, Actually, they don't make you a better person you do that yourself because they inspire you. A soul mate is someone who you can carry with you forever. It's the one person who knew you and excepted you and believed in you before anyone else did... or when no one else would, and no matter what happens you will always love them. Nothing can ever change that..." He was crying now and I hugged him. "I'm sorry." I whispered crying because he was. He hugged me back and sobbed his twelve year old heart out.

I didn't find out until I was twelve and he fifteen that he was terrified because that was the morning of his first reaping...

But now, I fifteen he eighteen, that we were reaped as district two's tributes for the 74th biannual Baby Games.

"Happy Baby Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor." Our escorts shrill voice yelled.

I looked at his face searching for any fear, but it only showed in his sparkly, bright, mesmerizing, baby blue, eyes that normally radiated happiness. We were led to a room in the justice building were we get to know the other tribute until we are sent to the Capitol for eleven months two for getting pregnant nine for the pregnancy and birth. We were left alone in the room. In silence.

Cato's P.O.V

We were in complete silence, I remembering her soul mate question, when suddenly my eyes flickered into her eyes, her sparkly, intelligent, beautiful, Paris green, eyes, and I kissed her. I knew nothing except for her right then, her with her beautiful midnight black hair, her with her crazy questions and ideas, her with her lips against mine, kissing back.

A/N: Hello people of fanfiction and welcome to 'the Baby Games!' This story originally belonged to LunaKirkland-Jones, but she lost her inspiration and I got to adopt it! This might change to third person P.O.V because I'm not the best at first person, but I'm trying to keep it first person. I have a lot of ideas for this story and I hope you enjoy it :)

In penance for their uprising the twelve districts of Panem shall offer up one male and female between the ages of 12 and 18 at a public reaping. These tributes shall be given to the custody of the Capitol and then transferred to a public hospital where they will have their children monitored, until they give birth. Henceforth and forever more this pageant shall be known as 'The Baby Games'.

Clove's P.O.V.

We broke away his platinum blonde hair a bit more disheveled. He tucked a bit of my hair behind my ear and looked deeply into my eyes and I knew we were soul mates, I knew we were always and forever, I knew we were ready for this, or at least as ready as we can be.

"I love you." He whispered in my ear.

"I love you too." I replied.

And the remainder of the time was spent telling each other about what we didn't already know, reminiscing, and kissing.