"Primrose Everdeen!" The name echoes through the almost silent square. I see her leave a group of 12 year olds and start walking to the stage. I try to run to her, but my body is unable to move. My mouth forms Prim's name, yet no words come out. I can't volunteer for her. I watch helplessly as she walks up to the stage and stands fearfully next to Effie Trinket, tears forming in her eyes. Effie makes her way to the boy's reaping ball. But I already know who she is going to pick. Peeta Mellark, my boy with the bread.

They're in the arena. Peeta promised me he would keep Prim safe, and I trust him. But the Careers find him on the second day, mutilating him and slitting his throat. My little sister is now left to fend for herself. I watch, willing her to come back to me, to win. She is sent a parachute, and I watch as the fire consumes her.

I wake with a start, my heart pounding, sweat running down my back. This was the worst dream yet, and without Peeta here, the nightmares have been becoming much more frequent. I drag myself out of bed and take a long shower, trying to get the nightmares out of my head. I Braid my hair in its usual fashion, and retrieve my hunting gear. Obtaining my mockingjay bow from the closet, I go past the fence of 12 for some fresh game. All I come up with at the end of the day is two squirrels and a rabbit.

The waiting is becoming excruciating, I need to know how Peeta is doing. But I wait as long as I can before I call him in 13.

"Hello?" Peeta's deep voice comes through the speaker.

"Peeta! How are you?" I ask, excited to hear his voice for the first time in a week.

"I'm better. I am so sorry I attacked you Katniss. I hate myself for hurting you, I-"

"Peeta." I cut him off. "Trust me, it's okay. It's not your fault that you were hijacked. How are the appointments going?" I ask.

"Good, the doctor's helping me control my episodes. And I think I'm coming home tomorrow!"

"That's great! I can't wait for you to come back," I smile.

"Me either. I'll see you as soon as I can. I love you Katniss."

"I love you too Peeta." I hang up, and the emptiness I've felt since Peeta left starts to creep back up on me.

***

"Peeta!" I squeal, delighted to finally see his face again.

"Katniss! I missed you so much, you have no idea." He says into my ear, hugging me tightly.

"Actually, I think I do." I laugh, looking into his bright blue eyes. I notice that there isn't a trace of fear or anger in them. My Peeta has come back to me.

No nightmares torment me tonight, for I will always be safe in Peeta's arms.