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This little one-shot has been rolling around in my head of a couple of days, dying to be written down. Hopefully it's enjoyable. Please review and let me know your thoughts.

Crossing The Line

Summary: Haymitch was certain of one thing; He hated Effie Trinket - Short little one-shot set towards the end of The Hunger Games

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He hated her. That was something he didn't even have to think about. He knew he hated her. Hated everything she stood for. Hated the way her voice grated. Hated the clothes she wore and the make-up she plastered over her face. Hated how cold she was. How devious. How Capitol she was.

And yet, how he found himself pressing her soft body into the wall of the penthouse, encased in her so completely, he'd never know.

He hated himself for doing this but he couldn't stop.

For all his hate she was the one person who understood. The one person who had been forced to sit by his side of all this time. The years after years when he would return to the Capitol to watch another set of children from his district be murdered before their eyes.

But this time was different. They were alive, both of them. Still alive. Winners.

Pure elation. That is what he had felt when he'd seen Katniss outwit Seneca Crane. Elation. She had felt it too. Even through all the ridiculous make-up he'd seen it written across her face.

He wasn't sure who'd leaned in first. Who'd made the first move. He only knew where they were now. How they were, as he thrust deliberately.

It was over quickly; both of them spent.

He straightened his collar while she righted her garish pink wig; both of them avoiding eye contact with the other.

'We will be expected downstairs' were the only words she spoke, softly and crisply. Brushing past him, he saw her retrieve her mirror from the handbag she had picked up from the floor. The doors to the lift shut with a sound of finality and he was left with the image of Effie Trinket re-applying her neon pink lipstick with shaking hands.

Haymitch Abernathy was officially a fool, he decided with a curse.