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The hunger games ended Katniss is just coming back.

Katniss Pov:

I chew on the inside of my mouth…again, as I stand before the door of my house, about to see Prim and Mother for the first time after my horrible experience at the Hunger Games. No doubt Peeta was already locked in a warm, meaningful embrace with his Dad while I stood outside my own house, waiting for the right moment.

Peeta-I sighed. The name held so much meaning for me. I was glad that we had gotten our little 'argument' about fake love settled on the trip back home.

Flashback

"Peeta, please….please talk to me!" I begged, a sorrowful frown on my face.

"What do you want me to say Katniss?" He finally spoke to me in a low, remorseful voice-it betrayed the pain of broken love that he obviously did not want me to hear. "Every kiss back there, every word was a lie-an act! And I really thought…never mind…"

He trailed off sadly and a surge of anger was brought forth from my lips.

"It wasn't my fault…okay? What was I supposed to do?! That 'act' gave us what we needed to survive. You would be dead right now, I would be dead right now, if it weren't for that!"

I continued on ruthlessly, "And if that was all an act then why would I save us both at the end? Huh? Why wouldn't I just kill you?! You were going to let me-if I did-I won. Tell me if that was an act!"

He turned to me, a fraction of a centimeter of hope in his eyes. "I forgot about that part…but still, you don't love me, love me…do you?"

My eyes shot downwards. "I…I don't know, I think I actually might Peeta, I think I might."

Then I leaned toward him and we shared a secret kiss, one that wasn't actually on Camera like the rest of them had been. It felt good, nice-pure, something real, and I actually liked it

Then we had both smiled and I knew our life in District 12 would be intertwined with each others fates.

END FLASHBACK

The happy memory gave me the strength to open my door and walk in. To my surprise and delight not only was my Mother and Prim waiting there, but Gale was too!

Mom and Prim ran to me faster than I could move and sqeezed me tight. Prim and her were crying joyful tears and Mom said, "my strong, brave girl."

I was moved to tears but I didn't let it show.

"I missed you both so much! Aside from the killing part Prim you would of loved it! The food…it was amazing and-"

I was caught off by her excited babble, "You were soo good Katniss, I know Peeta would not have survived with out you! You are the real champion!"

At one of her words I saw Gale give a little squirm. I had truthfully forgotten about him. But for some reason he seemed a little bit uncomfortable-even a little bit hurt…

Pushing the fact aside I ran to him and he scooped me up in a hug.

"God Catnip, I can feel your ribs! Was the food good, how about the stew-did the flames hurt?"

He bombarded me with questions and I gave a hard small cold laugh-I really did not want to remember all the sorrow that had come with the Hunger Games. But under neath his smiling face I could of sworn I saw a slight hardening of his eyes.

GALE POV:

I was so happy to see Katniss, and as I stared into her shimmering eyes I felt my lungs enhale a gasp of air.

I loved Katniss.

There was no denying it now-how was there ever, and when Prim spoke of that vile Peeta, the one who she had confessed her love for, the one who she had kissed many times on the lips…,

I wanted to kill him. I really did! Why did he have to survive? Why did they have to change the rules like that? Why wouldn't he actually swallowed the stupid berry before it was too late?

Questions bombarded me and I thought of how she, my Catnip, had risked her life to try and save that complete idiot, had wanted to die with him! I had to do something…Katniss could not go on loving him.