I picked the cat up after I threw things at her. I held her soft, furry body, and that's when I truly lost it.

The tears of anger at the cat had turned into my grievance for Prim.

I let out horrible sobbing noises, as my breath hitched at the back of my throat with each breath.

I didn't have my Mom, Prim, or Gale, or Peeta. I didn't have anyone, and with that realization the tears came more rapidly.

My breathing was now short and jagged, my lungs couldn't keep up.

I turned and sat on the floor against the cabinet when I felt my knees too weak to stand.

Time didn't seem to move when I was crying. It might have been many minutes or just a few.

More than likely the latter because tears still streamed down my face while I sobbed.

But sometime Haymitch knocked on the door that I had left open. "Everything okay in here?" He paused, I tried to quit making any noises that would give away my crying. It was too late though he came into the kitchen after not receiving an answer.

One look into his eyes and I cried harder. He came and sat beside me putting one hand on my shoulder. Removing the cat that I had been slightly squeezing.

I think I reached first, for the hug, but I'm not sure. Either way my head ended up buried in his chest. The faint smell of liquor remained but I knew he hadn't drank anything.

Once my head cleared some I heard the small "shh's" he was repeating matched with his hand on my back.

"She killed Prim," I squeaked once I could talk again.

"I know," he nodded against my shoulder, "and you killed her."

"I saw it though. I saw Prim. She was so close to me, just feet away. I could've done something. I-"

He cut my off by hooking my chin toward his face, "stop there is nothing that anyone could have done, and beating your self up isn't going to bring her back. Nothing will. The war is over, it's time to end the war inside yourself."

I nodded and my lip quivered. I refrained from letting further tears fall.

"Your a strong girl Katniss, and I've always favored you a little more, yet still been harder on you. We all have a breaking point and I'm pretty sure that point for you was long before now.

It will take a while but you'll get back on your feet. I'm always here if you need to have a drink."

I half heartedly smiled at that, "tempting offer."

He helped me off the floor, "How about first you help me find dinner?"

I nodded that was do able.