A.N. So this is my first Glesh fic! Yay Glesh! For those of you who don't know Glesh = Glimmer aand Thresh. This was supposed to be a one-shot but being in third person I decided to do Glimmer POV until her death and then Thresh's until his own. It is AU for reasons you'll understand as you read. If you like it (or have any questions) please review, and as always enjoy.

He grinned looking down at her, twisting a lock of golden blonde hair he couldn't help but ask her again.

"So you'll come?"

She smiled and used her arms that were around hiw neck to pull him closer, their lips close enough so he could feel the words she spoke.

"Yes."

Bringing a hand he placed it on the side of her neck feeling the pulse underneath his palm. She was so… alive. He met her gaze before closing his eyes before becoming immersed in the kiss; immersed in her. As long as they had this everything would be okay.

As long as they had each other….

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2.

1.

When the buzzer sounded I took off like a shot towards the cornucopia. I'd always been able to run quickly; then again considering who I'd done most of my racing with it had been necessary. When I reached the mouth I grabbed the bow and arrows. They weren't my weapon of choice but I was good enough with them that I wouldn't raise any suspicion. Loading an arrow I spun, taking aim on the first thing that moved and fired, swallowing my emotions I saw a body drop, arrow lodged in their neck. They warned me about the fact that I would have to kill, you're supposed to be a career, they told me; it's going to be hard but if you have to kill someone, don't hesitate.

I saw someone move out of the corner of my eye and turned, aiming again but my hand shook at I found my target. Thresh! I almost called out to him. I wanted to. Meeting my gaze he gave me an almost imperceptible grin before swinging at another tribute and dashing off. Lowering my bow, my heart hurt as I watched him leave. What if that was the last time I saw him?

Plastering an excited (and very career-ish ) smile on my face I joined the rest of the careers who were gathering supplies.

"How many did you get Cato?" Marvel asked grinning.

Cato shrugged, "Four or five. I'm not too sure."

"I got three!" Clove's voice called out from the cornucopia.

Cato nodded approvingly, "What about you, Glimmer?"

I blinked at him stupidly for a moment before shrugging nonchalantly, "One." I said.

My answer was greeted with raised eyebrows but I just shrugged again. Throwing my hair over my shoulder I help gather the supplies and build them up. Apparently Cato had let a boy live when the boy had meekly stated that he could help secure the supplies.

As we organized the canons started. A quick glance around me told me the bodies here and the amount of canon booms I'd heard didn't add up. I felt my mouth run dry, He wasn't…was he? I shook the thought away, no. No he couldn't be dead, he promised me. Thresh was many things but he'd never gone back on his word. Not once.

"Hey! Look at what I caught!"

I turned at the sound of Cato's voice and felt my blood run cold. No. Not Peeta. I needed to keep him alive! That was the whole point of my being here! Me and Thresh: To keep Peeta and Katniss alive, to keep the revolution alive. If they died then all of this would have been in vain.

Laughing, I ran over. By then the rest had come over, the three of them looking excited; their weapons catching the sunlight.

Cato positioned his knife against Peeta throat, "Too easy." He gloated, the happiness in his voice make me shudder inwardly.

I saw the muscles is Cato's arm tense and before I could stop myself I grabbed Peeta and pulled, shoving him to the ground in the middle of us.

"What the hell Glimmer?" Cato was furious but I stood my ground.

"I want the girl." I growled at him. "Loverboy here can find her for us."

I watched Cato's eyes light up with excitement, grinning he turned and explained to the others in hushed whispers before hauling Peeta back to his feet.

"Alright Loverboy. You're gonna help us find Ms. Everdeen, got it?" Although it was a question, I doubted that Cato would accept no as an answer.

Glowering, Peeta agreed and was rewarded with a spear. I looked up at the sky at the sun set. Guess day one is over, I mused as the Capitol insignia appeared in the sky and the faces of the dead flashed by.

"Look over there!" Marvel's excited voice broke the silence.

I looked over. In the darkness I could see smoke in the sky and light from the fire through the trees. Stupid! I chided whoever had lit the fire, as I raced off with the others. Probably some scared kid who didn't know a thing about what they were doing.

When we got to the fire they came across a girl who I guessed was probably from a central district and who looked a few years younger than me. Putting on my best smile I laughed and urged Cato on as he snapped the young girl's neck without a second thought. I barely hid a wince when the girl's screams were cut off when he neck snapped.

I watched as Cato, Clove and Marvel all celebrated the death like it was something to celebrate. I knew they weren't evil but I couldn't help but resent them, they'd grown up with everything and had trained for this for all their lives. I had grown up in Thirteen, hungry most of the time and working the other part of the time.

Walking alongside Cato I laughed and mocked the girl with the others. From what I could tell, no one suspected me and I was glad for that. However I still had a bigger job to do: Not only did I have to convince the others, I had to convince the whole of Panem.

When we arrived back at the clearing the bodies were gone. Lighting a fire we settled down for the night. Lying down, I glanced over at Peeta in the light the fire gave off; the poor guy looked exhausted and worried. Probably about Katniss. I couldn't blame him; my worrying about Thresh was making me jittery. Staring up at the sky I let her thoughts wonder to how this had all begun.

It seemed like yesterday I'd been given my assignment. I would be put in District One and would be reaped in the 74th Hunger Games; Thresh would be put in Eleven and in the same situation. It was easier for me; District One was already so big that no one would notice me. And I'd been trained in Thirteen to fight, so it wasn't like I was out of places as a career. It would have been harder for Thresh, today was the first day we'd acknowledged each other since before we'd left. God I missed him. But he'd made it through the first day; hopefully we could make it a couple more. For the revolution.

When I woke up the next morning (or rather, later the same day) the sun was almost directly above me. Sitting up, I looked at the now dwindling fire. Everyone was asleep, which was weird because there should have been someone on watch. Then again, why would there be someone guarding us? We were the most lethal people out here; we were hunters, not the hunted. Stretching my legs I went over to the food pile, snatching an apple and take a bite with a satisfying snap. I'd never had one before I got to One, then they were pretty abundant; they seemed to have all the food there. Not like the Capitol food of course, but still better off than everyone else.

It took another hour for everyone else to wake up, Peeta was the first to wake up, he looked worse than he did before. After him were Marvel, then Clove and finally Cato. After a quick something to eat Cato was up and using his sword to chop at trees. If there was ever a boring day in the arena, today was definitely it. After the girl we'd killed early this morning most people had stayed away from fires, probably taking the girl's screams as a warning sign.

"Ugh! Nothing!" Clove's voice came from the trees as she came back from a futile search for people.

"Has anyone seen anything?" Marvel asked from his perch by the fire.

"Nope!" I called from my lookout. Lies. I'd seen a few fires going early this morning, tributes looking to hide smoke in the sunlight. I should have said something but I wanted to prolong the time period in between my murders.

The rest of the day went my without a hitch. No deaths. I sighed as I settled down for another night. No deaths meant no entertainment which meant no viewers which meant the Gamemakers would be up to no good. I let my thought drift to Thresh. I wondered where he could be, I can't imagine he would stick around. I had Peeta with me so he was probably making sure Katniss was staying alive and as safe as she could be without looking like she had a bodyguard. My last thought before falling asleep was that I was one day closer to seeing him again.

"Glimmer let's go!"

I woke up with a jolt. Crap, I'd overslept; everyone was ready to set out. Guess they were tired of waiting.

I heard a whistle from my left, "Wow… look at that."

I turned to see what they were looking at and blanched. The forest was on fire. It wasn't close though; guess the Gamemakers were having some fun with a tribute. I felt a pain in my chest; hopefully it wasn't Katniss, because if it was Katniss it was Thresh too.

"Let's go," Cato called. "We'll head down to the pond, see if anyone's thirsty."

Grabbing my bow and quiver of arrows I set off with them. Grinning I acted as excited as I could as we went along, flirting ever so slightly with Cato. I'd need him as an asset later on to keep Katniss and Peeta in the game. I needed someone to fight in my corner and if I had to choose between him and Marvel I might as well have the stronger one. It was just a coincidence that he happened to be the cuter one.

As we went along the perimeter of the pond the smoke became even more prominent, it seemed as if the pond was the line at which the fire stopped. Which made sense because it was a pond, read: full of water. Looking over at the pond I felt my stomach drop; there she was, Katniss Everdeen. Before I could say something to distract them Marvel spotted her. Laughing and getting my bow ready I chased after her with them. Before we could catch her the girl had climbed a tree and was now high above out heads. My frustration was real; for such a smart person she was sure stupid. How was she going to get away now?

"Get her Cato!" Clove ordered. Too happy to oblige Cato jumped at the tree, using branches and knobs to pull himself up, sword in hand. I held my breath as he climbed; if he got high enough Katniss was done for. I'd seen Cato fight; unarmed she didn't stand a chance. About halfway up the branch he grabbed snapped and he came plummeting to the ground, the thud effectively shut everyone up.

As the silence stretched I knew I had to take charge.

"Ugh, I'll do it myself." Pulling an arrow out, I lined it up and aimed. I could hit her, easily. Instead I aimed just a little too high and let my arrow fly, the thing whizzing past Everdeen's head, flying into the forest.

"Why don't you throw the sword?" Katniss called down from the top of the tree.

I watched Cato's face contort with rage and he grabbed the arrows from me, shooting an arrow far too left.

"Why don't we just wait her out?" Peeta's voice had everyone's head turning. He stood there; spear in hand and his face a mask of passivity.

"I mean, she has to come down sometime. Why don't we just wait until then?"

In the ensuing silence a bomb could have gone off and no one would have noticed. I looked up at Katniss who was watching Peeta with an expression of barely concealed hurt and actual physical pain.

Finally Cato moved, "Someone make a fire."

Not wanting to be left behind I went with Cato, now was the time to get into his good books, when he wasn't thinking straight.

Later that night as we sat around the fire I watched Cato heat up the tip of his sword. God he was such an egotistical jerk. Then again, they all were. I giggled watching him and shoved him playfully; it was almost too easy to lead him on. When the anthem played I looked up at the sky, again no one had died. This was not good; people would definitely be getting bored now, even with the fire show this morning.

Lying back, I curled into Cato and had to choke back bile. It felt like I was betraying Thresh, who was still alive out there. Most likely around here somewhere; when my eyes watered I shook my head at my own childishness. He knew it was real just like I did; it was just part of the job, he knew he was the only one for me.

The next time I woke up the sun was up. No one else was awake though, yawning I rested my head back on Cato's arm and closed my eyes. Just a little bit longer, I could go back to sleep for just a little bit longer….

The first sting woke me up. The second really woke me up. I screamed as I waved my arms frantically. Tracker Jackers! They were everywhere! The pain made me delirious as I dropped my weapons and stumbled into the forest. It hurt. Everything hurt. Where was everyone?

I hadn't realized I'd fallen until I hit the ground. Dragging myself forward I desperately tried to get to the pond. If I got to the water it would go away. My head hurt, the pain blurred my vision and robbed me of my depth perception. Children were laughing. Why were they laughing? Oh the pain…

"Glimmer!"

Thresh! I knew that voice. But it wasn't really him was it? Ow. No. No! He had to run! Get away from the Tracker Jackers!

"Glimmer!" Why was his voice so far away?

I moaned as the world did a back flip. Who was drilling into my skull? Owwwww.

"Thresh! Run!" I screamed at him at I clawed at his arms. Why wouldn't he listen? Why wouldn't he go!?

I'd never seen a purple tree before.

"Glimmer, Glimmer shhhh." He was rocking me. When did he get here?

Pain.

I whimpered. Why wasn't I dead yet? I'd read about Tracker Jackers, they were lethal in large doses. There was so much pain. Surely this was the end.

"Glimmer?" God I'd missed his voice.

Straining, I made my eyes focus on his face. He looked scared. I was scared too. I was scared because I loved him and I'd never get to tell him that.

"It's okay Glimmer. I…I love you too."

Had I said that out loud? It didn't matter. He loved me! He loved me and he was here with me, when I needed him the most. That was all that mattered.

He came.

"Of course I came," he whispered, stroking the side of my face. His touch burned as it soothed. "I'm keeping your promise for you pretty girl."

I felt myself smile, the pain was fading now. This was it, this was the end. I looked up at his face; I could make it out now. He didn't look sad, but I knew he was; I could see the sadness in his eyes. The colours were fading now, my world become shades of grey with blurred edges. I felt my panic rise, what would happen after I died? Where would I go?

"It's alright," he soothed. "Go to sleep now. Don't cry…"

I felt his lips against mine and the panic faded. It would be alright, I was always up for a challenge, and this was just another part of the journey. I closed my eyes and listened to the sounds of the world as they faded away.

Boom!