Black and Blue:

Authors note: Katniss is in district 13 hospital just after Peeta has been rescued, does not follow MJ story line. just something I started in a car journey so I hope u like it and PM me and review to let me know whether I should keep on going with this :D btw it's no secret I love getting reviews so go on and make me happy by clicking that little rectangle at the bottom of the page 3 xx

Disclaimer: Damn it, I'm not Suzanne Collins. -_-

Chapter 1:

Peeta stares right through me. His blue eyes full of hate, he no longer loves me, he sees me as a mutt. And I am starting to do the same. "The girl on fire" what a joke, the closest I'd associate myself with fire would be a cold coal left in the fireplace, no warmth, drained of everything I once knew. It seems so long ago that I thought my life was simple. Get up hunt, school, mum, Prim. But now it's all changed Peeta came into my life and his in here forever.

Through a strengthened glass panel he watches my every movement, I can see his hands clenching and unclenching by his sides. Those hands that had once held me, chased away my nightmares now want to squeeze my throat. I gulp, I want so badly to smash both the physical and mental barrier between us, I wanted to feel his hands on my face his lips on mine, just one more time. But I have to remind myself that the Peeta I once knew, has gone, been hijacked by some crazy capitol psycho.

I've had enough of the pain of seeing him like this. I walk over to the square box next to the silver door and press my shaking hands down on it. I'm a wreck. I walk out of the observation room leaving Peeta once again to stare at an empty space. My feet drag on the plastic surface of the hospital floor. I don't see the point in life at the moment, nothing seems to change same old routine, a routine I have begun to dread and hate with a passion. It's like I'm trapped. Ironic I think, I was once the rebel's icon for freedom and now look at me I'm cooped up and people pity me. The only thing keeping me ticking is the thought and shred of hope that Peeta may somehow recover. Come back to me. It's like the saying goes you don't appreciated something fully until it's gone.

The thing that jolts me out of my thoughts is the familiar footsteps of Dr. Aurelius coming round the corner; I've learnt from experience that running away from your doctor only means that he will get a whole team of nurses to track me down until they have stabbed me with some medication. So I decide to make it easy for him and slump down against the wall. As he approaches he doesn't speak, I haven't properly spoken to anyone in days, and by now no one expects me to. He takes a firm grip on my arms, and raises his eyebrows as his grip encircles the whole of my upper arm. I know I'm thin but food doesn't taste good anymore it's more a necessity than enjoyable. He pulls me up gentle and guides me to my room. He then helps me into bed and attaches a drip to my arm. And before I know it I'm my vision fades and I'm being pulled down into the world I know too well. To the land of nightmares.

Run, run, run, the phrase circles my mind as my feet are landed on the earthy forest floor, my bare feet pounding as they hit the damp ground. I cannot seem to control my legs but they hurt and my lungs feel like they are going to burst. I feel panic rising in my throat and I'm verging on hysteria as I hear a rumbling growl closing in on me. I flick my head round to stare into the eyes of a mutt. It owns an ashy blond coat and its eyes. I struggle to choke down the phlegm I feel coming. It has Peeta's eyes.

"Peeta?" I scream, as the snarling mutt lunges for me a rips his teeth along my arm, I cry out and tumble down and down, branches and strange shapes clawing at me, ripping at my skin. The darkness is everywhere and I am in a heap on the floor whimpering and trying to see the gaping gash in my arm that doesn't seem to stop flowing with my blood. Growling begins and I cry out again between sobs, I want to die right here, right now.

"Do it!" I shout. I try and shield my eyes, I don't think I could ever face looking into the blue eyes of the person I had been so used to protecting me from danger, now tearing my apart.

I wake up screaming and panting, just a dream, it was just a dream. Just a dream but in reality my life at the moment is no better. Peeling my sweat soaked body from the hospital bed I yank out the dip, ignoring the machines protesting beeps. I fumble for the door handle and push it down, and I stumble out of my room my sight is filled up with my tears and all I can make out is the fuzzy lights. I can feel my tears dripping down my face but I don't bother to wipe them away they will just be replaced with new ones.

I trip over my feet and land on the hard floor, only realising once I hit the ground that I had subconsciously made my way outside Peeta's cell.

And that's when it hits me really hard. "I can't do it without you Peeta." I manage to half sob half cry. Peeta was the one who got me through the Hunger Games. It was Peeta who held me up on our first time round the chariot. I thought I was strong, hunting, supporting and feeding my family. I thought I didn't need anyone and was afraid to lean on people. But without Peeta I wouldn't be where I am today. He was the one person who kept me anchored and allowed me to be me.

I bang my head against the wall, why I am such an idiot? Why didn't make sure he was safe? And now I've lost him forever. And now you're alone.

I suck in a deep breath and shudder, as loneliness hits me in the face. Peeta… He probably won't ever look at me again without wanting to throttle me. And I curl up and bury my face in my hands.

Out of nowhere I feel hands circling round my torso and my legs. My brain is slow from the drugs, so it takes me a while to figure out that someone is picking me up, lifting me out of my pool tears.

I'm too exhausted to struggle or complain so I take what's given to me and nuzzle into the strong arms and inhale. It smells like freshly baked bread. I think I'm going to faint and as my eyes blur and the world around me slips away I catch a glimpse of the blond hair and blue eyes I only know too well.

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