I got all my tributes! Check the list on the first chapter to see where you are.

Anyway, if you didn't read my last story, this chapter might not make a lot of sense. Here is what our lovely victors have been up to.

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District 2 Victor Season Vitale's POV

I wake up to a soft shaking on my shoulder. I lazily push the hand away. I get a small laugh in response.

"I wanted to let you sleep in, but it is getting late," Percy whispers to me. I rub the sleep out of my eyes and open them. It was far past dawn. I can see the high morning light leaking through the drapes of my Victor Village house. Well, it is mine and Percy's now.

A lot has changed since I won the 76th Hunger Games. And I mean a lot. Not only was I in a house I could call my own, I found the perfect man to share it with, Persistence Wexler. He was the perfect fit for me. He was loud and cheerful, which balanced out my quiet nature. I never believed I could find "love" like Storm and Mimi, but I think I just might have.

"I took care of her, but you have to get her ready," Percy tells me. He looks at me with his large, chocolate eyes that almost always seem to be smiling and I instantly melt. "Oh, and happy Hunger Games."

Even my husband's warm eyes couldn't help my mood now. It was Reaping Day.

Percy leaves the room. Now, I'm alone. I sigh inwardly and get out of bed. I stroll into the large master bathroom and turn on the faucet. I splash the ice cold water on my face to fully make myself wake up. But that won't stop the nightmare I am living as of today.

"Have I ever told you that I love your bathroom?" Mimi asks, popping up like she always does. She looks at me expectantly to answer her question.

"Only about a million times," I say flatly and wipe my face of a soft, fluffy towel.

"Why so glum?" she asks more seriously, coming to stand next to me.

"It is my first year of mentoring and I am freaking out," I tell her honestly. She is one of the only people I had ever trusted and I felt I could tell her this.

"That the kids will die?"

"Among other things," I say with a sigh, but don't continue.

"You have to tell him sometime," she says.

"Tell him how much you miss him?" Eris says, popping up late as usual. But she always manages to make that no splash entry into our conversation.

"Among other things," Mimi says, mimicking me.

"I just don't know…"

I am interrupted by the cries of an infant across the hall from my room. "Better go. Baby me is crying," Mimi says.

"You forgot the other mi again," I say with an eye roll.

"No, I didn't," she trills before disappearing. Eris shakes her head at the place Eris had been standing and waves me out of the room, before also disappearing.

I smile to myself and walk out of the bathroom and my own room and into the nursery. Although I know people think you're crazy if you see people who aren't there, but they always manage to make me feel better. I know that sounds selfish of me, to have them making me feel better when I can never fix what happened to them. I will always be in their debt.

As I enter the nursery, the crying instantly stops. My baby knows when I am here. I walk over to the crib and lean over the side. She was only two months old, but she was already so beautiful. I pick her up out of the crib and rock her.

"What's wrong Mimi?" I ask though I know she can't tell me. I look down at her and she opens her big, grey eyes. All she does is stare at me, but that is something.

"Season, we have to go," Percy yells from downstairs. I then hear a chorus of laughter and I know the other tributes are here to walk with us.

I groan and look down at my baby. "I'm glad they are letting you come with me. I wouldn't have been able to handle that by myself."

I try to dress Mimi quickly, but I get stuck on whether I should make her wear a coat or not. It was particularly freezing, but it wasn't warm either. I hear more people yelling my name, so I opt to take the jacket and put it on her if I feel it gets to chilly.

I put her back in the crib and run to get my own dress on. I slip on a green, empire waist dress and yank a brush through my long hair. I remember when I wore it short before the Games, but it grew out during them and I left it like that. Percy says he loves it long anyway.

I slip on a pair of ballet flats and go to get Mimi. I remember to take her jacket and I hurry downstairs.

"There she is, the newest Hunger Games victor. What took you so long?" Brutus asks. I want to shoot him a look of disgust, one he deserves for every time he talks, but I manage to fend off the urge.

"I have a baby if you haven't notices," I say. Brutus laughs along with the rest of the victors and their spouses and we all start to head out the door.

I am glad I brought Mimi's jacket, because it is quite chilly. With the help of Percy, I slide her jacket on. Then we walk along with the rest of the group out of Victor Village and into what in my opinion is the better part of District 2.

Percy always keeps animate conversations with the victors. They always laugh at his jokes and agree with his opinions. Whenever we are with these people, I think he should have been the victor, not me.

"Oh, please. He could have never been a victor," Elena scoffs from next to me.

I don't respond, but inside I am steaming. She always shows up when she has something insulting to say.

"Oh, and good luck getting a bunch of kids killed," she says with that smile I thought I finally put a stop to. But Elena always has a ways of coming back.

I hug my baby tighter and try to keep with the group. I wasn't ready for the regular Hunger Games, but now I have a new Hunger Games to coach.

"And you'll fail, as I knew you would at one point," Elena sneers.

"I didn't fail at killing you," I snarl under my breath.

"Did you say something sweetie?" Percy asks and of course, the rest of the group stops to listen.

"Oh, I was just…whispering something to the baby. You know, to calm her," I say, covering up my slip.

Percy and everyone else accept the answer and go back to their excited conversation. I walk on, but now I was more desperate. Elena was right, I can't do this. I will fail after all.

District 12 Victor Storm Loret's POV

I do not accept the soft knock at my door. Instead, I bury my head deeper into my covers. I don't want to go to the Reaping, let alone coach the kids who will be picked. This year was going to be especially awful for those poor tributes, with the new game plan. Teams are always backstabbers; I learned that watching the recaps.

The recap, the most awful moment of my life. Watching the deaths of kids I had known was terrifying. Marina's would have to be the worst. She stabbed herself and I think it was partially my fault.

Think about this makes me burrow even deeper into my bed. If I had the choice, I would never leave.

"Storm, Peeta is here," Sky yells up to me.

I mumble something in gibberish and ignore my sister's continuing yells. I have had a lot of practice tuning her out.

The soft steps in my room force my head out of hiding. I see Peeta standing there, arms crossed. "What are you doing?"

"Sleeping," I mumble and turn so I am not facing him.

This does not make him leave. Instead, he opens my shades, sending in violent rays of light. "Dude!"

"The Reaping is in an hour and you are not leaving me alone," he tells me.

"Get Katniss or Haymitch to do it," I moan, put my head back under the covers.

"No way, they will kill me if I ask them now," he tells me. He shoves me out of the bed on to the uninviting floor. "So, get ready!"

Peeta walks out of the room. I am tempted to get back into bed, but I force myself to get ready. The one good thing about any of this is that while in the Capitol I will see Season again.

I stalk downstairs, finally dressed and ready. I ignore my sister's yelling, telling me to eat. Instead, I just follow Peeta out the door.

We don't bother waiting for Katniss or Haymitch; instead we just walk into town. The people in town wave at us as we pass. I ignore the waves. I am just not a people person anymore.

We stop at Peeta's family's bakery. He stops to talk to his brothers, leaving me by myself. Now, all I can do is stare at bread.

"Hi, Storm," a voice chirps from behind me. I turn to see Lei Molson standing behind me. She was wearing a blue reaping dress with a black bow in her hair. She is always called beautiful around town, but whenever I see her red hair, I think of Mimi.

"Hi," I say flatly. The last thing I need is to talk to a girl who might be reaped.

"So, are you ready for today?" she asks.

"Um…" I desperately search for Peeta to save me from this, but he must have gone to the back. Now I have to answer her question. "I guess," I answer with a shrug.

"I'm kind of nervous," she admits. I nod absent mindedly and continue to search for Peeta. "Who are looking for?"

"Peeta," I answer automatically. "We have to get to the Reaping early." That was a total lie, but she doesn't seem to catch it.

"You know, I was wondering, that maybe after the Games, if you…" she trails off, nervous by the look of her flushed face.

"Look, Lei…" I start.

"I know, I know," Lei says with a sigh. "You are still hung up on Mimi, but if you would just think about it. Please?"

Peeta chooses the perfect time to show up. Now, I don't have to answer her question. I pull Peeta out the door of the bakery, waving a quick good-bye to Lei.

"What was that about?" Peeta asks once we are out the door.

"You know, Lei was asking me to hang out with her after the Games," I tell Peeta.

He looks at me with a smile. "She's really great, you should do it."

"I can't," I tell him with a shake of my head.

"You have to let go of Mimi. She would have wanted you to," Peeta tells me and puts a hand on my shoulder.

"I don't think I will ever get over her," I say with a depressed sigh.

"I would try," Peeta says with an apologetic look.

Peeta if it were only that easy. I let myself let go only once and that didn't end up good for me.

I hope you liked the little view of what Season and Storm have been up to. Bonus points if you can guess their secret. The first four Reapings will be put either tomorrow morning or Wednesday morning.

I would love reviews on this chapter and make sure to check the list. Carpe Diem!

-Emma