Katniss' POV

Cato had just fallen off the cornucopia, I was scarred and in Peeta's safe embrace. After I pulled away from Peeta I held up my bow, an arrow locked on Cato but I just couldn't release it, it wasn't that I wanted him to suffer, it was just that I thought he would live, and if he had a chance I wanted him to keep it. So, I locked the bow on one of the dogs instead.

"What are you doing Katniss?" Peeta asked, looking at me like I had gone mental.

"I can't kill him. If he has a chance to live I want him to have it and I know I am probably demented but I just can't do it. Please understand."

Peeta nodded and looked back at Cato as I released the arrow at the first huge dog, it hit him in the eye and the mutt fell to the ground with a thud.

So, the eye is the weak spot, I thought happily. I shot the arrow at the second dog, and finally the last one all of them falling down. Peeta and me hopped down from the cornucopia. I was the first to go over Cato. He was a mess, his left arm was half way ripped off, his right leg was also practically missing, and the rest of his body was full of bleeding bite marks.

"Are you okay?" I asked softly, hoping he would not try to kill me.

"What do you think?"

I looked at Peeta. "He's alright."

"You think I'm alright?" he said trying to raise an eyebrow but failing.

"Shut up and be thankful I saved you!"

He shut up and laid back down on the bloody grass. I walked over to Peeta.

"We need to move him to the cave," I said already walking back over to help get him to stand up.

"Put your left arm around my shoulder and your right around Peeta, quickly."

He smirked but did as he was told. Me and Peeta lugged him over to the cave. I went in first and helped Cato down. After he was in I laid him in the corner of the cave as Peeta climbed in.

"I'm going to get some food, I'll be back," Peeta said, coming over and giving me a hug before leaving.

"See ya," I said as he walked out of the cave.

"Aw, so cute," Cato said sarcastically.

"Shut up," I said, again. Walking over to him to check out him wounds and see what i could do with out leaving him. They were pretty bad. I got up and went over to our food and water storage. I grabbed one of the two canisters that were filled with water, and walked back over to Cato. I sat down beside him.

"Whoa whoa what are you doing?" Cato asked scooting away from me a little bit.

"It's water to wash up your wounds, I can't see how bad they are with out washing them."

I started to pour some on his leg and he quivered, slightly moving away.

"Come on, I need to put it on for you to get better," I sated.

"It burns, Katniss," Cato said. Just then Peeta walked in.

"I'll hold him down," he said walking over and pining Cato to the ground. I poured the water in his leg wound first and then on his arm, he cried out in pain the whole time barely holding back tears.

"I'm so sorry," I'd breath every time he screamed. When it was finally over Peeta climbed off of him and I pushed his hair out of his eyes.

"Shhh, it's all over."

Peeta was sitting over in the corner away from us, not being very good with comforting people. I cradled him in my arms, trying to get him to stop bawling. I looked over at Peeta and he looked extremely jealous. So, I gave him a smile and he returned it. Once the screaming had stopped Cato had fallen asleep so I set him down and- without thinking- kissed his cheek. Then I went over to Peeta.

"What was that?" Peeta whispered yelled at me.

"Nothing. Now go to sleep," I said snuggling into his chest. He put his arm around me and fell asleep. I was too awake to sleep.

"Can't sleep?" Cato asked from the other side of the room.

"Yeah, why are you up?" I asked, curiously.

"Ugh, just, I don't know. Can't sleep I guess."

I walked over to the half of the cave that he was on, and sat down next to him snuggling my knees to my chest.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Cato asked .

"I don't know I just couldn't," I lied smoothly.

"Liar."

"Fine, I didn't kill you because if you had a chance to live I wanted you to have that chance," I was looking at the floor as I said it. Cato sat up. I looked over at him and our eyes locked. I looked away first.

"Thank you," he whispered after I looked away.

"You're welcome. How are you feeling?"

"Fine."

It feel silent. Somewhere between the next half hour we crashed. The next morning I woke up to puking sounds.

I found Peeta outside the cave throwing up into a shrub. I went over to him and felt his forehead. He was burning up, again.

"Peeta come on you need to get inside,"