Well me and my sister, me the Middle Earth fan and my sister the Hunger Games fan, thought this up a couple of weeks ago but just didn't know how to start it. I finally got the beginning right and everything just flowed so here. Chapter 1. :)

Nothing was out of the ordinary. Everyone seemed happy, chatting with those around them. Haymitch was by the open bar, holding a bottle of whisky. I wouldn't have expected anything less.

Effie skipping around, asking the same questions to everyone she saw, "Are you alright? Do you need anything?", only occasionally receiving something in response longer than 'yes' and 'no'.

Plutarch stood talking with President Paylor, probably about some new law that had just been put in place to give more food to the underprivelaged.

Johanna, not very far away but making her way closer to myself and Peeta.

Beetee was stood off to the side playing with a small gadget in his hands, most likely, another communication device, answering questions for Caesar Flickerman who had been buzzing around all day interviewing everyone who had turned up, often coming back to me and Peeta to ask a new question about something no-one wanted to listen to.

Annie was sat by a table trying to coax her son, Kai, into eating something with Gale's little sister, Posy.

Delly, Gale's new girlfriend, walking around with said boyfriend, hanging off his every word like a lovestruck puppy.

Rory and Vick were stood close to the doorway talking animatedly and Hazel was trying to stop Haymitch from hitting the bartender.

My prep team were sat at another of the tables sipping on their drinks, waiting for something to do.

Sae was chatting happily with Effie, distracting her from annoying anyone else.

Mum had just gotten a drink and was now walking to sit back down in her chair, not having gotten over losing Prim three years earlier.

I'd not fully gotten over the initial loss either but that didn't mean i'd turn into her. All she did was sit and drink, not talking to anyone, not doing anything, only leaving the house when I had told her she had to get out, this morning had been one such time.

"What a day huh?" Peeta said quietly, leaning over.

"Yeah... what a day." I replied, only wishing that those who were lost to us could have been there with us. Turning slightly, I noticed that Beetee was waving at me, signalling me to go over, to which, I responded by going over quickly as he was stood out of the way and I could not bear to stand in the crowd much longer. Leaving Peeta to deal with Johanna who was talking quickly, too quickly. I wondered if something was wrong for a moment but dismissed it and made a mental note to find out later on. As I reached my target, I looked Beetee in the eye and smiled. "Hello... Beetee."

"Hello Katniss. I was wondering. Ever heard of time travel?" He cocked a brow at me slightly in question. Was he questioning my intelligence or just taking the mick?

"Of course. Everyone's heard of time travel Beetee. Why do you ask?" I turned around and leaned against the wall at the side of him and turned my head slightly to note his reaction. He looked sharply up at me as though he'd just realised something obvious. His eyes became wide and a smile broke out over his face, to which my own brows furrowed a little. I had no idea what he was doing but he quickly moved away from the wall, grabbing my arm and pulling me with him around a corner and down the hallway that followed.

I was pulled with Beetee until we reached a small room with only a desk in the middle. It was a fancy kind of room that seemed to be someones office. Beetee scurried around the room excitedly picking up random objects from different shelves and drawers and finally putting an arm full of things on the desk before sitting down in the large chair places at a 45 degree angle to the gap in the table, where it was supposed to be. He gestured for me to sit in the chair opposite him. I slowly made my way over to the chair and sat down, wary of what had excited him so intensely.

Beetee sat back in his chair after unravelling one of the dusty scrolls he had picked off a shelf somewhere in the room.

"Katniss. I have a theory..." He trailed off on his words as he sat back up and bent down over the paper, rolling his finger between 4 different points on the sheet. He didn't look to have been going to finish off his sentence.

"Beetee..." his head jerked up and he looked at me. "You're theory?" I twirled my hand, gesturing for him to elaborate.

"Ahh yes." his hand jerked and he clicked his fingers once before linking his fingers, resting his elbows on the desk and leaning on his hands. "OK. I have a theory and I need to to help me prove it to be true." he looked at me expectantly as though he expected me to know what I was meant to do.

"I'll do what I can to aid you but you have to tell me what your theory is and how I can help with it." I said bluntly. Beetee simply moved the rest of the items on the table out of the way and swivelled the scroll he was looked at around so I could see it and pushed it towards me, still looking extremely excited.

"Here. This diagram shows the plans for a time machine. When I found these, I immediately went and built the machine, following the instructions to the letter to make sure it was perfect and... made a few additions of my own. Don't worry there are not weapons on it, just some emergency buttons and switches and the like." He grinned mischeivously and I scrunched my face up, not believing his words as Beetee was a master weapons specialist. "I've tested the machine and, to an extent, i'm assuming it does work but there's no way to prove it currently..."

"And this is where I come in, i'm guessing?" I said, sitting back in my chair and resting my forearms on the arms of the chair.

Beetee's face twitched up into a sad smile as he looked at me. "Yes. I have witnessed what happens on our end in the machine but have no idea how to tell if it actually worked and..." he faltered and looked down to the table. Embarrassment maybe?

"What is it Beetee?" I hooked a finger under his chin and pushed his head up to look at me again. I had no idea what had made him look down and for something to make Beetee look that way, it must be big. He breathed in deeply, exhaling slowly before speaking.

"I can't prove this. But I think that your father may have found a way to travel back in time and that may be where he is, hwever, before you judge, I've already said I cannot prove this, but would you be willing to be my test subject for the machine?" he suddenly became a lot more confident as he once again leaned across the table on his elbows, his eyes bright with anticipation, making me almost laugh at him. I suppressed the chuckle that threatened the surface and thought about the choice in front of her.

I might be able to find my father and find out what actually happened that day at the mine. It would be a good experience and it would be a major technological breakthrough and would mean Beetee's infinite success in Panem. On the downside, there is no way to know for sure, I'd ever get out of it alive, if at all.

Then again.. my father...

"OK Beetee. It sounds like it would be an interesting experience and i"d like to see what the world was like before the games." i smiled briefly at him before standing and extending my hand for him to shake, which he did.

"I think, to locate your father, we would have to go to the site of his disappearance. It may work, it may not but it is a good enough place to start." we smiled at one another before rejoining the gathering of tributes from past games.

There you go. Hope you liked it. :)

Chapter 2 will be up soon. There shouldn't be huge waits in between each chapter with this story.

Review please? Let me know what you think.

A.x