Katniss's Short Second Life 1: Wolves

Katniss's POV

I open my eyes and see Peeta, my lovely Peeta. I notice his eyes, those perfectly blue eyes, watching me.

"Morning sleepy head," he says.

"What time is it," I ask.

"Almost noon," he answers. "I let you sleep in because you spent most of the night tossing, turning and screaming. Scared the heck out of Primrose.

"Where is she," I ask.

"With Jayson in the woods and Gale like always is following just far enough away," he answers.

Jayson is Madge and Gale's son. He was born a month before Prim. Madge and I raised the kids together sharing the burden. She still comes over most days now too.

Then there is a knock on the door. Peeta answers saying, "Hello Madge."

"Move," Madge screamed. "Katniss, Gale is hurt. Please go help him." Then she burst out in tears.

"Jayson, what happened and wheres Prim?" Peeta asked.

"Prim's with dad," he said. Then he explained what had happened.

"A wolf," I said in disbelief.

"Yea, Prim hit it in the eye with her slingshot and it ran away."

"Let's go," I said.

"Katniss," Peeta said. "I'm coming too. I know I'm going to slow you down. Your not going out there without me in your condition."

He meant the baby, I knew there was no arguing with him now. "Fine, Jayson take us to Prim and Gale."

"Their right up ahead," Jay said.

"Thanks Jay," Peeta said. I was focused on our surrondings, we were near a lake. Good, that means I could wash Gale off if the injuries were bad.

"Jay," I heard Prim's voice. "Jay!" She ran into his arms and kissed him full on the lips. She hadn't noticed us, untill Peeta cleared his throat. "Dad! Mom! Um...hi?"

I was the first to speak, "We'll talk later. Where's Gale?"

"Over here," she lead us to a small hut that Gale and I had made as kids. "I did what I could, but he's pretty injured mom." She wasn't making eye contact with anyone. "I can't believe a wolf attacked him. It looks like he was attacked by something much worse."

Then I saw him, Gale's features were disoriented. His hair and eyes were the only thing that said he was the Gale I knew. Scratches covered his face and torso.

I bent down to get a closer look. He grabbed my wrist right before I could remove his bandages to see how deep the cuts were. Then he whispered one word in my ear, "Glimmer."

I looked up at Peeta, his expression said 'What?' I mouthed the word Glimmer and his expression changed from questioning to shocked.

"We need to move," I said. "Now, Peeta can you carry Gale?" he nodded, but just then we heard a voice.

"Your to late for that now, 10 years to late." I whipped my head around to see who the voice belonged to. It was a man about Peeta and my age, he had black hair and pale skin. His features reminded me of someone but I couldn't remember who. "Jeffery Snow," he answered our questioning glares. Then a light bulb went off in my head, he looked just like President Snow. I mean exactly like him, he probably was his son or something.

"What do you want?" Peeta asked him, while taking a protective stance in front of me, Gale and the kids. Prim was at my side one hand in Jay's and the other had its nails digging into my skin n my right arm. Gale had managed to prop himself up on a tree but, didn't dare make a sound.

"Simple really," he said stalling, "I want Katniss. Yes, you heard me. I want her to come live in the wild wth me and leave you to your pathetic live in District 12 all alone."

"He won't be alone," Prim squeaked out. "He'll have me. Mom will never chose you over dad though so good luck.

"You must be Primrose," he said smirking. "We'll then, wish me luck." He whistled and two wolves appeared. One with blond hair and green eyes, Glimmer. One with brown fur and golden eyes, Thresh. Glimmer howled and Thresh jumped in. Prim's face drained of color, she didn't dare say a word.

I screamed, the pain in my mind and stomach was to much to bear. Memories of Rue's death, and Cinna's beating invaded my head. I dropped to my knee and held my stomach. Peeta kneeled down next to me, he pulled me into his strong arms and he kissed me. More memories flooded my brain. The cave, the red plaid dress. It was all to much. Why couldn't it just go away!

"Aw," Jeffery said, "how sweet!" Then he clapped his hands and the wolves attacked, as I blacked out. Talk about perfect timing, but its my life so what do you expect.