A/N: OMG! Ok so I've just been recently fan-girling about Clato! They are my new favorite THG couple! And Taylor Swift hasn't been keeping me from writing either! Now don't worry, I'll still keep writing Crazy Love… But I'll keep you guys posted about my new fanfics that are coming up! CLATO!

In the 74th Hunger Games, Katniss, Peeta, Cato & Clove all survived by yelling out the truth of what the Capitol does. Snow immediately had them taken out of the arena. The four teamed up with the Rebellion and Snow and all his evil ways were destroyed. The 13 Districts all broke off and became independent. The Capitol all but disappeared. Now its 4 years after the end of the Rebellion, but the memories of the arena still haunts the District 2 victors.

Clove Cato Mix.

Cato 3rd person POV

"CATO! CATO!"

Clove. That's all that he thinks. Have to get to Clove.

"CLOVE! I'm coming! Just hold on a bit longer!" He ran. Ran his hardest. He couldn't lose her. Not like this. She deserves to live. Not me. I already hurt her she needs to win. She needs to win for us. Me winning wold only mean that I had hurt her as far as I could go. Until death. I got to her. But it was too late.

"CLOVE! CLOVE!"

He woke up to a slap across the face. It stings. He opens his eyes and on his bed with him is Clove, sitting on her calves looking intently at his face. He usually just sleeps in sweatpants and a light shirt but it was hot when he fell asleep so he didn't have a shirt on.

"Clove? What the hell was that for?" He sprang out of bed with and incredulous look on his face. He looked down at the clock on his bedside table:

2:49 A.M.

Her eyes were downcast and she turned away. "You were screaming. I tried waking you up but you didn't. I had to slap you. Sorry."

She got off the bed and walked to the door. "I guess I'll see you in the morning then." She walked out and closed the door behind her.

Cato laid on his bed and tried to go to back to sleep, but the image of Clove's lifeless body in his arms kept him awake. He could still hear the faint scream, from his dreams, of her calling out, in fear, to him "CATO!"

3:59 A.M.

Without quite knowing where he was heading out the door and he found himself outside Clove's door. He was about to turn around and head into the kitchen when he heard a faint scream coming from behind the door.

"CATO! CATO!"

He heard the fear in her voice and flung open the door.

Her comforter and sheets strewn all around the room. There were knives everywhere.

She was on her bed, asleep, in a fetal position, moving violently. She looked like she was in pain.

He barely even blinked and he was standing at the foot of her bed. "Clove. Sweetie, Clove wake up."

She opened her eyes a little, and as soon as she saw him, she grabbed his arm and dragged him down to her bed. He saw that there were tears streaming down her face so he laid down next to her and she buried her face in hiswarm chest as he wrapped his arms around her.

A few minutes passes and her breath was getting more steady. After a few more, she was lightly snoring. Cato tried not to wake her up as he pried his arms from around her waist. He slowly got up and was heading to the door when he heard her whisper, "Don't leave Cato. Please."

He turned around and saw her sitting upright, looking at him, her eyes pleading.

He looked at his hand, it was already on the doorknob. Cato sighed and turned around.

He walked back to the bed, climbed and wrapped his strong arms around her waist. She snuggled and got comfortable on his chest, clinging to his arm, to make sure that he wouldn't leave her again. Pretty soon he heard her snoring again. He rested his head on the top of hers and out of impulse, Cato kissed her forehead and closed his eyes.

Clove 3rd person POV

She woke up to the sound of an alarm clock. She turned and punched it until it shut up.

5:30 A.M.

She looks over at her side and she sees that Cato is still asleep. "Damn that boy can sleep through anything" She thought.

Slowly she got off the bed and she started unwrapping his arms from around her waist. She stripped down behind the changing curtain and wrapped her towel around her body. Still a bit groggy, she slowly made her way to the bathroom connected to her bedroom.

"I wasn't quite ready to get up yet you know" Cato's voice startled her so much so, that she almost dropped her towel. She started to blush and tried covering her face. Too late. He already saw the red creeping up her face before she covered it up.

"Either that was about this morning, or I actually scared the Great Clove." He smirked and tried to stifle his laugh at Clove's clearly unamused, vexed facial expression.

She took a knife from the belt on the floor and threw it at his head. Though she knew that he would duck, she aimed it a bit higher than she normally would have, just in case, and it landed in the headboard. Then she stomped away to the bathroom, her blood boiling at the sound of Cato's loud chuckles coming from behind the closed door.

The hot water and steam calmed her down and when she came out, she felt really refreshed. That is, until she saw that Cato was still in her room. Thankfully he was facing away looking at all the pictures on her dresser. She quietly sprinted to her closet and closed the door. As she was getting dressed: her favorite cargo pants, sports bra, and a black racerback tank top.

"You know, I just realized that you can't be quiet with me around," Cato's voice was right outside the door. She came out in her sports bra and cargos, and was drying her hair with her towel, with tank top in hand, when she was suddenly being picked up and thrown over someones shoulder.

"I just thought that I'd let you know that if you come out like that again," he threw Clove on the bed gently, "Then I'll do something that I might regret later." His face was just inches from hers. She was breathing heavily, her hair was still damp from the shower, and she was getting lightheaded from the musky smell of Cato's cologne. Without knowing what she was doing, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tilted her lips up to his.

"Oh, and that picture that you have of us in the Training Center is my favorite," his voice tickled her skin and she kissed him again.

AAAAAHHHHH! OMG! OK so i had a LOT of fun writing this!

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