Author's Note: So this is my first story, ever. Tried to find a love story for Johanna where she wasn't paired with Katniss, and ended up writing this instead. Not finished yet, not even close really. Hope you like it. Review please. I do not own any characters created by Suzanne Collins.

The empty room had filled with the scent of pine by the time Johanna awoke. Katniss and the group had left a few days earlier, and District 13 hadn't heard anything from them since. Although she was somewhat worried about her friends, the District 7 native was more bothered by the knock at the door.

"Ms. Mason," a kind voice said from the hallway. The person tapped the door again. "Johanna, can I please come in? It's just me, Lily." The young girl had been at Johanna's constant beck and call ever since she escaped from the Capitol.

Still in bed, Johanna grunted as she got up, not wanting to be be taken from her slumber. She stumbled across the cold floor of her bunk room until she reached the door. After unlocking it, Lily ambled in as Johanna laid back down on her bed. When the young girl sat down on Katniss' old bed, she let her auburn hair out of the ponytail it had been in. The fire-like locks conflicted with the very plain, gray 13 uniform she was wearing. Although Johanna had known her for a few months, she had no clue as to what district she came from. "Lily?"

"Yes?"

"What district are you from?"

"Four." As she said it, Johanna noticed the sea green eyes behind her glasses dazzle.

"I should have known." Johanna smiled as she remembered her favorite red head. "You look like Finnick. You must have enjoyed his and Annie's wed-"

"Johanna, not to be rude, but why are you talking to me?" Lily looked down at the linoleum tiled floor as she cut her off. "I mean, I've basically been your assisstant for four months and you've hardly said three words to me before now."

"So you're wondering why the sudden change?" The two looked at each other, and Lily nodded yes. "I guess it's because you're basically the only friend I have left. Well, you and Annie." There was an awkward silence for a few seconds until Johanna started again. "The better question is why are are you here? You normally aren't the one to wake me up."

"You've been cooped up in here for too long, Johanna," Lily said shyly. "People are beginning to worry about you. Especially after the incident." Unwanted memories of torture leaked back into her mind when Lily said this. She tried to force them to go away, back to the dark places in her head.

"Annie's worried, isn't she?" Lily shook her head in agreement for a second time. Although she and Johanna had never been very close, Annie had always looked out for her. The two became friends when they were both young mentors in the 72nd Games. "I guess I'm all she has left, too."

"She sent me to get you dressed and out of your room." She glanced down at the floor again. "You don't have to listen to me. I can't make you." Lily had tried to get her ready one morning when they first met. She learned her lesson when Johanna threatened her to get out while wielding an axe.

Lily prepared to get rushed out of the room, but was suprised when Johanna mumbled, "Okay," and got up.

"Well that was easy," Lily murmured under her breath, still sitting on the bed. "Does this mean you'll shower?"

Johanna threw a shoe at her from the bathroom.