Katniss POV
I woke up screaming, another horrible nightmare, it was the same one I always had. It was poor little Prim's body, licked with flames begging me to help her. When I eventually calmed down, I let sleep take over, but it seems like only seconds till I was awake and screaming again, but this time he came. I felt his arms wrap around me. I still feel horrible but something about being about being in his arms made me feel better. I didn't realize it but when I lifted my head from his chest, his dark gray shirt had black spots of wet on it. " Why are you here?" I asked him even though I had missed him more than anything, I even wondered why he hadn't come sooner. My thoughts were interrupted by a look of sorrow in his eyes and on his face. Obviously I had been staring at him for a long time. We don't really need words, I just embrace him. He understands, and accepts. His face is in my hair and I just barely hear him whisper," I missed you" . I laid down and just looked at him for a moment. His chiseled jaw, dirty blonde hair, and striking blue eyes. He gets up to leave, but I grab his wrist just in time. "Stay with me", he looks worried, he's probably nervous that he will hurt me, "Please", I sound like I'm begging. I see a little smirk go across his face, " Always".