Disclaimer: All rights belong to Suzanne Collins. This is a simple fan fiction based her book the Hunger Games.

Peeta

I lay on the ground in the woods, watching as the force field exploded and I felt helpless, wondering what had happened. All I saw was an arrow fly and then disappear I knew it was Katniss' doing, but where was she? I couldn't get up to find out. I looked up and saw fireworks beyond the force field as the Capitol celebrated the games. I was helpless when I saw a hovercraft come out of the sky and saw it picking up the remaining tributes.

When we did our interview with Caesar Flickerman he had asked about the relationship, said he noticed we seemed distant. I had told him it was because of the miscarriage Katniss had due to the stress in the arena and we weren't sure our relationship would make it out of this. The Capitol citizens seemed sad, but accepted that their Star crossed lovers were gone for good.

President Snow had fabricated some lie about how there had been a glitch in the force field and that was why the arrow had been able to penetrate it. I think he somehow knew that Katniss and I, were worried about our families and what he would do to them. So he figured he would let it go, chalk it up to a mistake and we would go home and it would all be over. His last statement was that he thought the Games for this year anyway, should be over and the tributes would not return because of the uproar it had caused.

During the year since the Quell my life had returned to normal mostly. The romance between Katniss and I was over and she was now in love with Gale and had no plans of hiding it. I saw her once a week when I brought her bread and we would have breakfast together. Other than that we had nothing to do with each other.

Orchid

It had been about a year since the Quarter Quell and the Capitol was still a little shaken. No uprising had happened like everyone predicted, but things weren't normal either. My family and I lived on the out skirts of the Capitol and would have joined in the rebellion if one had started there, but since one had never occurred the Capitol had their eye out on my family. We never really fit in with them, sure, we had money, but not enough to attend the fancy dinners or take part in sponsoring those in the Games.

So when we stopped conforming the fashion trends and living so lavishly it was very apparent to President Snow that we were not on his side. One day peacekeepers were outside our door and roughing up my father. I had no one else because they were killed by the President when he thought we were going to join the Districts. As I looked outside the window a large white car had just pulled up. Out of it came President Snow himself! He knocked on the door and rushed to it and curtsied slightly, not really caring.

He walked in without asking and said " As you know Ms. Yule you and your family have long been suspected of treason for helping the Districts during the brief out burst. However, I have grown tired of you and your father, I don't wish to spend anymore time or money interrogating you over the matter. No crime will go unpunished though, and as none of the citizens here trust you anymore we have decided that you and your family will be taken to one of the out lying Districts."

I stared at him in disbelief, no one had ever been moved into the District before. They were simply killed or tortured for information.

"You have no proof of" I started to say, but decided better of it.

He looked at me in shock that I would dare speak against him. I looked down at the polished wood floor for a moment trying to come up with something to say, but as I looked up I saw he was much closer to me.

"You wouldn't dare step out of line in my city." He whispered.

As I looked up he smacked me with his glove and I fell to the ground. "I could do so much worse to you, just remember that before you try anything."

With that he walked out the door and was gone. I sat there trying to decide what to do. My answer was clear, there were peacekeepers outside to keep on us and my father was in no shape to run. We were going to one of the Districts.

Peeta

I had just finished working in the bakery and was just about to flip the sign to say we are closed when, in walks this girl with dark brown hair and these amazing eyes. Her eyes were like daggers, nothing like the grey eyes of a girl from the seam or the slightly blue eyes of someone from town, like mine. They were a golden brown color with spikes of black that flared out and had a ring of gold around her pupils. I stared into them mesmerized and barely heard her when she said " Oh, I am so sorry! It's such a mess outside with the snow storm and I guess I got lost."

I shake my head slightly "Don't worry about, is there something I can help you with?"

"Wow, these cakes look amazing, do you make them?" She said.

"Well, I do the frosting, I was just about to close." I bend down to mop up the melted snow from the floor.

"You shouldn't go out there, not with the snow like this." A look of concern was on her face.

I smiled, noticing the strain in her voice, "I will be fine, it is you I am worried about. Can I walk you home?"

She looked at me a little flustered. "I would let you, but I don't exactly remember where that is just yet and the snow isn't helping much. The two of us together would be like the blind leading the blind."

I laugh and say " Well, I haven't seen you around before so I don't know where you live either. How about we sit down, I'll make us some tea and we can talk while things calm down a bit outside."

"That would be lovely, thank you." She walked over to one of the tables in the front of the bakery and waited.

Orchid

What am I going to talk to a baker about? Well I suppose he is nice enough, but what will people say when they find out I'm not from District 12? I don't know how much longer I can keep up this fake accent either, it is really straining my voice. My father will be getting worried if I am not home soon.

As I look around the bakery at all the wonderful cake decorations, the baker comes back with two cups of tea. I take mine gratefully and look at him for the first time. He looks so familiar, I thought. His blond hair and the slight limp he has and then it hits me.

"You're Peeta Mellark!" I say

He laughs and says "Yes, I am. Who might you be?"

I blush, I didn't mean to say it like that. " My name is Orchid Yule."

"hmm, I don't think I have heard that name before and you don't know where you live either. Well, that is strange."

I clear my throat and sip my tea while I think it over, but in the end decide he will find out sooner or later. " I, um, I'm not from District 12."

He looks at me suspiciously, I begin in my Capitol accent " My father and I were forced here by President Snow. We used to live in the Capitol, but Snow thought we were helping the rebels during the uprising in District eight. He killed my mother and my siblings trying to pry information out of them, but since we never actually had helped anyone, they knew nothing and were tortured to death." My voice cracks at the latter.

I can feel tears welling up as I start to think of them, I try to hide it, but Peeta has already noticed. He places his hand on top of mind and squeezes it gently. " I'm so sorry. I had no idea they could throw people out of the Capitol like that" He says

"Well, they don't. We were the first." I tell him.

Peeta just stares at me in shock. We sit in silence for a moment then he asks " Does anyone else know that you are from the Capitol?"

"No, no one. I am sure they would hate us if they knew. I know the Districts don't think very kindly of us Capitol citizens, Thank you for not throwing me out after here this. I know you must hate us because of the Games. My family and I never liked them much, we were going to rebel if an uprising started in the Capitol. Guess that is how Snow's suspicion of us started, I just don't know who told him." I stare into my cup while peeta takes it all in.

"They built a house, a nice blue one, down the street from here. Is that where you live?"

"Yes!" I exclaim, glad he knows where I live. It can't be too hard though, since it doesn't match any of the houses around us. We live in town not far from the bakery, even though our house was a lavish one by District 12 standard it was nothing compared to the Victors Village."

Peeta cleaned up the tea and began to walk me home. I had started with my fake accent again the moment we left the bakery.

Peeta

As we walked outside I thought about everything she had told me. She was really from the Capitol. I feared for her once people found out they wouldn't be happy. As we walked outside I understood how she had gotten lost, even though it had calmed down the wind and snow outside was almost enough to knock me down. I looked over into her eyes again and was still mesmerized by them, she was so different. It wouldn't take long for others to notice this as well and she and her father would be outed. But I decided I would stand by her, she seemed frightened and scared of what might happen to her.

We had just made it down the steps of the bakery when a gust of wind knocked her down. I pulled her to her feet and we began walking arm in arm down the road. She huddled close to me so my body would block out some of the wind and she could walk with out being knocked over again.

When we reached her house I opened up the door for her, but snow started pouring in. She ran inside so she could close it quickly, but forgot to let go of my arm and had pulled me in the house. I looked around at the dark wood floors, the spiral staircase, the polished wood table in the dining room. Yes, people would figure it out quickly, I thought. She giggled when she saw my body hurling after her inside the house.

She took off her coat and asked if I would like some hot chocolate. I remembered drinking it on the train to the games and I refused, not wanting to conjure up any flash backs of the Games. There was a voice from the other room, her fathers I guessed.

"Sweetie, is that you?" he called from the kitchen.

"Yes, father. Can you come here? there is someone I'd like you to meet?" She replied, ushering me into the living room to sit on the plush leather sofa.

"Found yourself a friend already?" He said as he entered the room. He gasped when he recognized me.

I walked over and shook his hand. "Pleasure to meet you, sir. I'm peeta."

He smiled and shook his head. " I know who you are." He laughed. " My name is Talon. Will you be joining us for dinner?"

"Oh, I really should get going." I replied

"Nonsense, not in that weather. I may be new around here but I know it's a good walk to the Victors Village." Talon retorted.

I sighed, giving in. " I guess I could stay."

"Good the stew is almost ready." He walked off into the kitchen.

"You realize you'll have to stay the night now? He won't let you leave once dinner is over." She laughed.

"Why not?" I asked.

"He will say it is too late into the night for you to wonder the streets." She said while tending to the fire.

I sighed. "Well, can you at least point me in the direction of the restroom? I'd like to freshen up before we eat."

She pointed off down the hall. I looked around while I walked and saw the gorgeous chandelier hanging over the dinner table and the blue scroll wall paper that lined the halls. It was a gorgeous home to anyones standard. This should be interesting, I thought to myself.