A/N: I know I am a terrible person and this chapter is crap but I had to get the ball rolling!

Chapter 2:

"We have been living here for months, Cato! Months! And I still haven't met him! He said he's be ready to see me after the Victory Tour and it's after the fucking Victory Tour! Cato, I am never going to meet my father so stop bringing him up!" Clove screamed as she paced the room of their bedroom.

Cato sighed and sat down on the bed, pulling on his sneakers. "Why don't you go and see him, Clove? You are the most pushy person I know and I do not get why you don't go over there and force yourself to meet him" Cato said, calmly.

Clove turned around and he could see the tears in her eyes. "Because he made it clear he doesn't want to meet me or get to know me or scare the crap out of you because isn't that what dads do? Intimidate the hell out of boyfriends and fiancés?"

"Put your shoes on."

"What?"

"Dads are supposed to be over protective and they are also supposed to put their kid's happiness in front of theirs. When you make me a father I know that's what I am going to do so that's what we are going to do. We are putting your happiness before his and you are going to meet your dad. Now put on your damn shoes" Cato said.

Clove sniffled and laced up her boots. "No one said anything about you being a father."

"Knowing us it's going to happen" he responded, giving a small smile and taking her hand before pulling her through the door.

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They stood outside her father's house. "Go on, Clove. I'll be right out here, ok?"

Clove took a deep breath, her hand slipping out of Cato's as she walked up the broken, old steps. She knocked on the door and waited anxiously for a minuet, but no one came to the door.

Blinking away tears, she turned around quickly, her braid whipping her face. She all but ran down the stairs and into Cato's arms, but then the door opened.

"Katniss?" A man'd voice made Clove stop in her tracks. Her neck swivelled and her grey eyes landed on her father. He was in a wheel chair and he was skinnier than in any of the pictures she had seen of him.

She turned around, taking a step towards him as she said, "Dad!" His eyes grew when he saw it was his middle daughter opposed to his oldest. He quickly jerked his wheels back and skidded back in to the house, slamming the door behind him.

Clove ran up to the door, banging on it furiously with both fists while tears dripped down her cheeks. "I'm your daughter too!" She screamed, her banging slowing down as she fell to her knees. "You have to talk to me! You have to!"

She felt Cato's arms wrap around her and soon she was banging on his chest while he carried her home. Her arms soon wrapped around his neck and her head was buried in his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Clove" he whispered into her ear.

Clove pulled her face out of Cato's shoulder and pressed her cheek against his. "At least now I won't be waiting on him forever."

A/N: I KNOW YOU ALL HATE ME BUT I JUST NEEDED A KICK START OKKKK!? Also, I have a poll so if you could vote on that I will update this sooner :D