This is about Peeta and Katniss' reunion in District 13 from Peeta's point of view. The italics are his old self remembering and fighting back against the venom . Suzanne Collins owns everything but the kitchen sink.

I'm free. I'm not in the Capitol, I'm free. I'm not about to be electrocuted or injected or beaten because I'm free! Actually, I'm not sure where I am and there are lots of people whom I suppose to be doctors that are poking and prodding me. Oh well, at least it has to be better than the Capitol and here I'm safe from-. That's when I see her. She's right there, flashing that wicked smile at me but I know. I know how she abandoned me in the cave in the first games, how she lied to everyone and almost forced me to commit suicide. And in the second games, she lied again, and manipulated me and murdered people and destroyed district Twelve and abandoned me so many times-I know all about Katniss.

My eyes widen before narrowing into slits. I shove the strangers out of the way to get a better view and I see her running, coming to try and murder me again! I jump up, fire coursing through my veins as I see red. She's closer now and I'm almost there and then my hand's close on her neck (so fragile, breakable) and I'm squeezing, squeezing so hard I'm afraid it will break my fingers. She's making these noises (horrible noises) but she killed everyone so now she has to pay. (People are trying to pull me away but they seemed shocked and I'm stronger, much stronger). Somebody's screaming but I don't realise it's me until much later (I'm sad, I'm sorry).

Suddenly something is injected into my arm and now I am weak enough to be pulled away. I watch through a fog as Katniss is surrounded by the white doctors and rushed away followed by a sobbing blonde girl (Prim? What's wrong Prim?). I remember Kat-that girl's face, how she looked scared and upset and confused, exactly how I felt, but I'm not sorry. (Sorry?) Because she lied and killed everyone and left me and now she has to pay. I have to kill her. I want to. (Sorry? I'm sorry Katniss?)

Ok! Well I hope you enjoyed my little drabble type thing and that it wasn't too confusing. This one goes out to my friend Olivia who is a MASSIVE HG fan. Happy Birthday! Oh and if you review you can have some of Olivia's metaphorical birthday cake or just make a gal happy! :) Also, if this gets enough interest I might turn it into a proper fic so review! :)