The idea came to me the other day to do a crossover fic where Reed and Shane were in the place of Annie and Finnick, going through what they went through in the series. The idea kept growing and growing until BAM! Jogan became a huge part of the story.
Spoilers from Mockingjay, the story might make more sense if you've read the book. Any comments are welcome! I'd like to see what people thing considering Rane is more of my forte than Jogan.
The story is from Logan's POV.
"Thirteen's alive and well and so am I."
I throw my head back and run my hand through my hair. Roll my shoulders back, trying to get comfortable in front of the camera when it all finally hits me. I can't do this. I just can't. Because everything that I say, everything that I do to revolt against the Capitol will be taken out on Julian. I hear this agonizing cry and suddenly I'm pressing my back into the hard wood of the tree behind me. It takes a few seconds for me to realize that it was me that let out that horrible sound.
The more I challenge the Capitol, the more I challenge Clavell, they hurt Julian just as much. They won't kill him, no, they can't do that. His death would mean that they would no longer have leverage over me.
"Cut," Bailey's soft voice cuts through the air. I ignore everyone, tugging harshly at my hair, not even aware of the stream of tears on my cheeks.
"What's wrong with him?" Justin mutters.
"He's figured out how Clavell's using Julian," says Shane.
There's the sound of regretful sighing from the group of people surrounding me. Because I've figured it out, finally figured out what the others knew but I had failed to grasp amongst all of the chaos since being pulled out of the arena. Because there is no way for me to ever forget this. And because, beyond the military disadvantage loosing a Mockingjay entails, I am broken.
Several people try to approach me, to try and comfort or calm me. But there's only one person that I want to comfort me right now, and that's Derek, because he loves Jules, too. I see his blurry outline approach and I reach out for him. Suddenly his arms are around me and his hand starts rubbing my back in an effort to calm me down.
"It's okay. We're going to get him back, I promise." He pulls me over to sit on the ruined marble pillar and wraps his arm around my shoulders as I break down completely, now openly sobbing.
"I can't do this anymore."
"I know." He squeezes my arm in reassurance as I continue to babble.
"All I can think of is- what he's going to do to Julian, all because I'm the damn Mockingjay!" I feel Derek nod and I take a harsh breath in, trying to speak between the body wrecking sobs.
"Did you see? How he acted on the screen? That's not Jules! What-what are they doing to him?" I'm breathing hard, trying to fill my lungs with air before another sob takes over.
"It's my fault!" I jump up, flinging Derek off of me. I look at the others, a crazed look in my eyes and then suddenly there's a needle in my arm, the world slowly slipping into blackness.
AN: Reviews are lovely. Also if you read Almost Easy, I would just like to say that is has not been abandoned. I'm having horrible writers block with that story .