Chapter 1:
I had been depressed for weeks now. Prim's death hit me every second, and Gale left without saying a word.
Only Peeta was at my side right now. He would just come in the house and attempt to cheer me up.
His memory had come back piece by piece. After his mind had been hi-jacked, he looked at me as some muttation, not human.,
Now, he gives me hugs, and even kisses.
"Peeta?" I whispered.
"Hn? What's wrong, Katniss?"
"I cuddled him and closed my eyes," You never told me a story before... Could you tell me one?"
He laughed softly," Sure, sweetheart."
Peeta sat upright and began:
"It was during the Games, when you tried to remove that arrow from that girl from District 1... What was her name?"
"Glimmer", I interrupted.
"Glimmer. And after Cato had cut my leg. I had to limp and run as fast as I could. You remember how I survived?" he smiled.
"Frosting yourself with dirt and leaves." I gave a small smile.
Peeta nodded and resumed," Well, when I heard Claudius announce that there could be 2 victors, and then you found me." He locked his fingers between mine. " I was shocked."
" I had thought you hated me from the start. But then you nursed me to health. You remember when you had me bathe in the stream? Well I had told you something there. Do you have any memory of it?"
I shook my head. I had no idea where this story was heading.
"You'll remember after this," he grinned.
I was confused but when he began taking of his pants it hit me.
"I'm not afraid of you seeing it you know."
I blushed a deep red and got out of bed to stop him before he took off any other article of clothing.
"Peeta!" I laughed. " I told you to read me a story! Not strip!"
"I know, sweetheart, But it was for the sake of your smile." He stuck his tongue out.
I laughed even harder and realized that this was the first time in weeks that I hadn't thought about Prim's death.