Note From the Author~~~~ Thank you soooooooo much for clicking on this story! Its my first one and I am super excited about it! I looove critics and comments and I am open to all! This story starts a little bit before Peeta is rescued in Mockingjay, before Katniss has her breakdown and they decide to get him. Right after the bombs stop. . . I kinda think that is where it starts to go downhill. So here we are, my alternate ending to Mockingjay! Thanks and enjoy( though it might be bad! J). . .
Katniss's Point of view. . .
"Peeta, Peeta!" I awaken with a start. My head hurts terribly, I do what the doctor tells me, I ask myself the question; who am I? I am Katniss Everdeen. I am 17, I have survived 2 Hunger Games. The Capital has Peeta. The Capital has Peeta. . . I hold the sobs in. They are doing what Prim said they would, they would do anything to Peeta to break me. I lie on my grey bed in my grey clothes, and think I might die. When will I stop owing Peeta? I owe him his life, that's for sure. I had to rescue him. He could be dead any second now, which may be better than the torturous things they could be doing to him. I have to rescue him, and the only person I can think of to help me, would be Finnick. He knows what it feels like, maybe together we can rescue Peeta and Annie. I try to get up, my body hurts from exhaustion, but I push on for Peeta. I don't even bother to change as I start to make my way to Finnick's room. He is sitting on the bed tying knots in his rope.
" Hello?" I ask.
He turns, " Hello, Katniss?" He asks in return. I have only been in his room once so he has good reason for the questioning tone.
"Finnick, you have to help me rescue Peeta! You're the only one who can understand. I mean, they have got Annie too!"
"I knew this was coming." He replies with frustration and exhaustion in his voice.
"What?"
"You wanting to rescue Peeta. I tried Katniss, I've tried! They don't get it. They won't help."
"I know!" I say with anger in my voice. How on this earth was I going to get Peeta out? No one would help us. My anger bubbled down into failure.
"Katniss, what if they didn't have to know? 13, what if we didn't tell them?"
I am silent for a moment. That would mean lying to Hamitch, my mother, Prim, and… Gale. I couldn't lie to them, but if it meant a chance of rescuing Peeta. I weighed my options. Lying, no matter how much it would hurt them, seemed like the only way to do it. Finnick stared at me.
"I don't know how we will do it. . . But it may be our only choice."
Author's note~~~ I am very sorry it is soooo short, but I will post tons of (better) work soon! JJ
