My name is Dahlia Harper. I won the 76th Hunger Games. I should of died. Cole should be here in my place. My district was firebombed. I escaped. I now live in District 13 with my best friend Gale. I have a high position there. My main job is to control the army. My second second job is to find, contain and look after the Mockingjay. But that's easier said than done...

I drum my fingers on the table in Coin's office. I have places to be right now. And yet here I am, stuck in this room, signing form after form after form to allow her to send me into battle.

"There! Done!" I grin, slamming the pen down and pushing the forms away from me.

"Very good, General Harper." The President nods. "Back to your duties."

"About that," I say, and moisten my lips. "I need to go into the forest, there's been a sighting-"

"Only three. You, Soldier Hawthorne and Boggs, understood?" Coin talks without looking up from her paperwork.

"Yes ma'am." I nod. "Thank you ma'am."

She nods. "Off you go, General."

I nod, and leave the room, walking towards Command. I stick my head around the door, and say, "Soldier Hawthorne, Boggs, with me." They get up without questioning, and followed me to armory. "Take whatever weapon you're going to be best with, and don't put it down, we're going into the forest."

"Why?" Gale asks.

"I think we've seen a Mockingjay." I grin, as we take our weapons and walk to the elevator.

"Where?" Boggs asks.

"Some way north of the fence, about a half a mile. They were heading towards us, apparently." I say.

Gale frowns. "They?"

I nod. "It seems our Mockingjay has caught a fish."

We come out on the floor closest to the ground, but have to go up to the surface via a set of stairs. We check the perimeter is clear before I emerge, followed by Gale and Boggs. We remain silent as I buzz my comunicuff under the security panel on the fence, allowing it to swing open. I look at Gale, and then at Boggs, and we set out into the forest.

After a long while of heading North and seeing nothing, we have all but given up. And then-

"Fire. Three o'clock. Fresh. Seems to still have people around it." I mumur to Boggs and Gale, who nod, following me as I advance.

As get closer, a branch snaps beneath my feet, and I see Finnick Odair scramble for his trident. He aims it at me, though I'm sure he can't see me, and I drop my weapon, holding up my hands. "Finnick, it's me. Delly? Won the games last year? District 12?"

"Delly." Finnick smiles, setting down his trident and standing up to hug me. He's wearing a black shirt and trousers, both netted with holes, and his hair has certainly seen better days. "It's good to see you."

"You too." I grin. "Where's Katniss?"

"Hey Catnip."

Gale and I speak simultaneously, and I notice Katniss lying by the fire for the first time. "Gale?" She asks.

Gale nods. "Get your stuff." He says. "We're taking you to safety."