The Flames are Dying

by WriteRight8

When Peeta gets back from the Capitol, Katniss finally gets the hope she was looking for. But the hope is crushed when she learns he went into a coma after a wrong medical procedure hurt him, probably permanently. Katniss can hope Peeta wakes up, but is hope enough?

1. Chapter 1

The Flames Are Dying

Hey guys so this is my first fan fiction. I hope you like it. It's about Peeta coming back from the Capitol in the middle of Mockingjay, but instead of him being hijacked he is in a coma.

All I heard was he's back. I didn't pay attention to the rest of what Haymitch was saying. Just rushing down the long District 13 halls. To get to him. To my boy with the bread.

But all I see when I enter his room is silence. No guards, no doctors, no nurses. He's just there. Sleeping. But what if he's dead? Before I have time to even repeat the question in my head, a small, blonde nurse enters the room. And that's when I lose it.

"What did you do to him?!" I scream, grabbing the nurse by her wrist.

"Calm down, Miss Everdeen. He's fine. A doctor will be in here shortly to inform you of his state." She says. I glare back at her, but eventually sit back in a chair near his bed. The nurse does a quick check of some monitors and other instruments and leaves hurriedly after.

I sit solemnly in the chair, glancing around. It's a pretty plain room like the rest of 13. Imagine that.

I jump in my chair after the doctor enters. He is a small, shriveled old man, and doesn't even glance at me as he comes in, instead checking over Peeta in the same manner as the nurse. Only when he finishes writing small notes and tut-tut sounds does he notice me. He smiles and sits down in the wheeled chair across the room

"Ah, Miss Everdeen. Pleasure to see you. How are you doing?" he asks, as if I were his patient and not Peeta.

"It depends. How is Peeta?" I retort, trying to hold the authority I have in the room.

"Well, that is a different story. You see, when he was in the Capitol, he had a procedure called hijacking done to him."

"And?"

"And, Miss Everdeen, it wasn't performed properly. He is now in a coma." The doctor states, very matter-of-factly. At least he's not dead, right? Maybe it would be better if he was dead. But you need him I thought.

"Will he ever wake up?" I ask, trying to hide the quiver in my voice.

"Maybe. It isn't looking bright now. But it's still a possibility. Now, I'm going to have to ask you to leave, but you can come by later. I can promise he's in good hands." He says, as if it makes any difference.

I leave, making my way to go find Gale and see if he's okay. But all I can wonder is if Peeta's going to wake up or not.