"Just One Last Time"

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Hunger Games and if I did it wouldn't be as great as it is.

CHAPTER 1: Who are you? (Pilot)

"Well I bet my hat that was your sister, wasn't it?"

"Yes."

"Lets have a hand for our very first volunteer from District 12, Katniss Everdeen."

It was her, it was always her. I could only stand here in shock like the rest of the District, but I could only guess what was going through your mind. It hurt me just the same even if I didn't know her, perhaps because her volunteering for the dreaded games was the worst thing for you to witness, and I… well I could feel your pain. As a sign of respect, we touch our lips with three fingers and raise them up…

"And now, for the boys" Effie says abruptly and quickly dunks her hand, drawing a single piece of paper and for a second the world stops. Or well my heart does.

"Peeta Mellark"

**Flashback**
"Ashe, come out, I got more surprises for you" Peeta yelled as he knocked at this ragged homes front door. Mom looked at me with a hint of excitement, probably because Peeta often brought bread from the bakery and we were too poor to afford anything. Though she was generally happy I had a friend, if not for Peeta I wouldn't really be talking to anyone. Mom knitted scarves and I would help. I dropped my half knitted scarf to answer the door.

"Oh if it isn't the boy with the bread" I teased.

"Not just 'bread' but I frosted it for you too!" Always sounding pleased with his work. "Oh and give this loaf to your mom too, how bout we go by that old dam and chill for a bit, you know Happy Hunger Games tomorrow" He invited as he handed over the bread.

This was the best part of my day, spending it with Peeta and no one else. We would sit by the deserted dam and talk for hours.

I broke a silence in our conversation as we stared up at the sky noticing the sun begin to set. "Peeta, I haven't brought this up in forever, Do you still, you know… have a thing for-"

"For who, Katniss?" He interrupted; still calm and I notice a concerned look on his face form. It wasn't normal for me to bring her up.

"I saw her this morning, pass my house to go to the woods, just thought of you… I dunno..." I let out a chuckle. "Do you ever think…?" I decide to not go any further by that look in his eyes he was thinking of her walking by, I was certain she had his heart.

"Do I think what?" He smiles patiently for me to reply, even pulling me close to his shoulder telling me his attention was completely on me.

"It's nothing… if I say it out loud it wouldn't make sense the same way it did in my head" I insist and look the other way as I start to burn up inside. "Hey… look up the sun sets just the way you love it. Come to think of it I think its lovely too… if only everything was this peaceful." I see his eyes reflect the light as he takes in the magnificent sight and the warm colors spread above us. If only I could stay with Peeta like this longer.

Moments later he breaks the silence. "Lets get back before it's too dark."
**End Flashback**

I can't seem to keep my balance… I almost feel as if I was called or I could some how feel what he is feeling as he begins to accept he was reaped and makes his way to the stage escorted by Peacekeepers. Most of it was a blur to me, I was shaking ever so slightly. I suddenly begin to burn as he shakes Katniss' hand. He had finally met her and even if I was jealous of his feelings for her, this was not how either of us had imagined it to happen. Shortly after they were instructed to enter the Justice Building where they could say their goodbyes.

I scan the crowd as it slowly beings to disperse in an orderly fashion outside of the square and I see Mr and Mrs Mellark make their way to the Justice Building and I also spot Prim and someone I assume to be her mother enter the building. I begin to make my way as I see Gale follow them closely. I recognize Gale because I've seen him buy bread with squirrels when I'm over Peeta's. I begin to quicken my pace to a light run in an attempt to get to the building in time but there are still too many people and I was standing at the other end of the square. I begin to panic as I start pushing people to the side as I begin to make a run for it second I got a clearing.

I made it up the stairs and-

"Who are you?" I'm questioned by a Peacekeeper. "Why are you running, you aren't supposed to be here."

"I'm here to see Peeta, I have to say-" I'm interrupted so abruptly.

"You heard me, you aren't supposed to be here, head back now."

"PLEASE, YOU HAVE TO LET ME IN… I KNOW HIM. PLEASE!" I'm panicking, im burning… I'm desperate… I need to see Peeta.

"Ma'am, Sorry I'm going to have to escort you off the platform. Remain her in the square or go back home" The Peacekeeper says as he grabs me by the arm and creates more distance between me and Peeta. With the doors now closed as I am released there was no possible way for me to reason my way in. I choose to remain in the square amongst the rest of the crowd hoping they would open the doors again.

What felt like an eternity another door to the building is opened and a crowd of people rush to get a glimpse of District 12's new tributes. I run in the direction screaming "PEETA!" As I see him beside Katniss no less and he cannot hear me above the crowds roar.

"PEETA WAIT! PEETAAAA, IT'S ME! IT'S ME ASHE!" I keep screaming in hysterics but to no avail, he still can't hear me and I can barely get any closer as they are escorted to a black armored vehicle.

"PEETA! PLEASE, PEETA WAIT..." It's too late He can't hear me, He is gone, concealed by tinted glass and driven away… taken away. The crowd disperses and I try to run after but even by then there was no point. I come to a holt. Stand still and try to catch my breath and look at the floor. The dust clouds from everyone's steps begin to settle as the square becomes silent.

I turn around to walk, my footsteps are heavy, I'm fixated on the floor. I stop and turn to look back. 'If only I had known. I would have told you my feelings, but maybe it's better that I don't burden you with my thoughts. If only I had known…' My gaze now stretched to the stage where he stood 'If I had known that I had spent the last of my time with you… what I would do for just one last time."

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