I don't own any of The Hunger Games. I just enjoy writing different endings and/or adding to the already awesome plot.
Chapter 1: Arrival
Katniss POV
I wake to Haymitch opening my door. "They're back. We're wanted in the hospital."
I can barely get a word in while Haymitch finishes his statement.
"That's all I know," cutting me off.
We make our way to the elevator. I don't know why I am so nerves. I tried to think that Peeta was out of my mind forever, but when the doors opened to the hospital floor I couldn't help but clench Finnick's arm. Haymitch had already retrieved Finnick before me. We walk into the hospital crowed with Doctors and Nurses. I can't tell where anyone is at. I can see Gale in one room getting shards of something removed from his shoulder blades. I turn away when I hear Finnick's name being called.
"Finnick!" A young woman is crying with joy as she runs towards Finnick.
"Finnick!" she yells again leaping in his arms as if she hadn't seen him in a thousand years.
That must me Annie. Their two bodies intertwined with each other. Not letting go of one another. I felt jealous of Finnick. Not because of Annie but because of the love they had. I feel the tears coming down my face. Tears of joy I think. I'm overwhelmed with emotions till I find Haymitch and Boggs.
"We got everyone out, well except for Enobaria," Boggs says to use while walking us towards the back room.
"Peeta is in here. He is unconscious, but alive and well. You should be there when he wakes up."
Boggs opening the door for me to enter the room were my lifeless Peeta lies on the bed surrounded by doctors. Haymitch and Boggs enter after me.
It's been at least 3 hours before he starts to regain conscious. You can hear grunting coming from the bed. I get up and try to push past the wall of doctors that won't let me through. The doctors start to examine him to make sure his mental stability is fine.
Five minutes have passed and if feel like days before I get to see his beautiful blue eyes of his. He sits up slowly to meet my gaze. I start to walk to his bed side not realizing what I am doing. By the time I notice I am sitting right next to him I am stroking his face to make sure he is real. "Peeta!" He looks at me with his big blues eyes with uncertainty as if I am not real as well.
"He might still be in shock and not know what is going on," one doctor speaks up for the others.
I nod in response for I have no words for them and I will not take my eyes off of his. He blinks a couple of times before he realizes it is really me. He reaches his hands up to grab my face in mirroring mine.
"Katniss! You're alive."