A/N: Hey guys! I'm glad to see that some of you enjoyed chapter one. Here's chapter two and like I said before I hope this story lives up to all of your expectations.

We made sure that President Snow's hovercraft was long gone before we even dared to step foot into the woods. But the moment we knew he was gone, we left our families at the Victor's Village and made our way to our place. We are lying in the slightly snow covered grass when Gale breaks the silence. "Is that why he visited you yesterday?"

"Yeah," I reply. "He said that the Victors would be most excited about the new changes in the laws."

"Why's that?" he asks.

I sigh and stare at the ground. I had been keeping it from him for a while now. Of course I planned on telling him soon but I didn't think it would come up this soon. I had planned on telling him when the appointments began. I was scheduled for my first one next month. And now, because of the new laws, it may not happen. I hate myself for being relieved that I may not have to do the appointments. Although I have more money that I could ever spend it's still more money for other families.

All Victors are forced to sell their bodies. We don't have a choice. According to President Snow, anyone in the Capitol would be honored to sleep with a Victor and would pay high wages to do so.

"Catnip!" Gale exclaims.

I jump at his sudden outburst and look at him quizzically. "Why are screaming?"

"I've been saying your name for a couple minutes now," he replies. "Is everything okay?"

I sigh again and meet his gaze. But when I reply I can't look at him.

"As you know, Victors don't have to marry even though this law is in affect. But most Victors would be happy about this law because, even though they are not forced to marry, they will marry anyway to get out of the appointments. If Victors are not married-" I pause, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach.

"Katniss?" Gale asks and I feel his hand fall onto my shoulder.

I shake it off and continue. "If we are not married we have to sleep with Capitol men and women," I rush out. I breath out a sigh and fall on to my back. I stare up at the grey clouds. Snow clouds.

I sigh again. "We should go. It's going to storm again soon."

I stand and walk back through the forest.

Gale doesn't follow me.

That night Prim and I are sitting in front of the fire in our living room on a blanket. Our mother and Hazelle are sitting on the couch, mother knitting and Hazelle attempting to strike up a conversation with her. Posy is fast asleep with her head on her mother's lap and the boys upstairs playing an old board game.

Prim is sitting between my legs with her back to me while I attempt to brush through the wet curls that run down her back.

"You're going to get married?" Prim asks me.

"I don't know, Prim," I whisper my reply.

"But it's the law now. You have to," she says.

"Yes but," I pause. "Some- some of the rules, laws, are different for Victors."

She looks back at me with a confused look. "How so?"

I turn her head back around so I can continue to brush her hair. "It's just different. And nothing you need to worry about. Honestly, what you need to be worrying about is finding someone of your own to marry in a couple years."

I finish brushing her hair and we turn and face each other, each of us with a side to the fire.

"That's two years away, Katniss," she says with a smile.

"I know," I reply. "I know you're only fourteen. You shouldn't have to worry about any of this right now. Marriage? It should be ten maybe fifteen years in the future for you. But it's not. You have less than five. I don't want what's happening to me happen to you."

"What do you mean?" she asks. "What's happening to you?"

I sigh. "Prim, I will most likely marry. But, I am going to marry a man that I do not love. I don't want that to happen to you. If you wait until the last minute you will end up marrying the wrong person. The man that you are not supposed to be with. I waited too long. I don't want you to wait so long that they end up having to pick a husband for you. I talked to President Snow yesterday and that is what they are going to do to the women that are not married on their eighteenth birthday. They are going to assign husbands. I just want you to marry for love. That's all you deserve in life. You deserve a man that will take care of you and cherish you and love you. Not someone who was chosen for you."

"Why can you not marry a man that love?" she asks.

I sigh and glance over at the couch and find that our mother and Hazelle have been listening intently to our conversation. I meet both pairs of eyes before I turn back to my little sister.

"Because I am not in love, Prim. I can't marry a man that I love if I'm not in love. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah, I guess," she replies with a sigh. "But-"

She pauses for a few second then continues. "But what if there is a man that is in love with you? Shouldn't you love him back?"

I sigh. "Just because someone is in love with you does not mean that you have to love them back. You have to feel this special mutual desire for each other. If you don't then you shouldn't be together."

"But how do I know? How do I know what this special desire is?" she asks.

"I don't know. But I tell you what. If I ever fall in love. If I ever feel this desire for another man, I will let you know what it feels like. Okay?" I ask.

"Okay," she replies softly.

"Time for bed, Primmy," I say. She smiles and we stand.

She hugs me and says, "I love you."

"I love you, too," I reply.

About half an hour later, after the kids are in bed, Hazelle and my mother occupy the couch again while Gale and I sit on the rug on the floor facing them.

"That was sweet," Hazelle says. "What you said to Prim earlier."

I smile at her. "It's what I believe. Not just for Prim but for everyone. No one should die alone."

Gale snorts. "But that's what you want to do."

"Not marrying is my choice," I retort.

"And yet you're still going to be forced to," he replies.

"No," Hazelle says to Gale. She then turns to me. "Not according to what you told Prim earlier. Something about the rules being different for a Victor."

Gale snorts again. "Yeah, the rules are different, all right."

I glare at him.

"What does he mean?" my mother asks me.

I sigh. "If I don't marry, I have to sell my body to Capitol people. My first appointment is-"

"Would you stop calling it that?" Gale exclaims. "You say it like it's some job."

"Because technically it is! They are paying me. And believe me if I had a choice, this would be the last thing that I would ever do to make money. But the Capitol is forcing me."

I turn back to my mother and Hazelle.

"My first appointment is next month unless I marry before then," I say. I sigh then whisper, "I need to find a husband."

Change of point of view!

Because Prim, Katniss's mother, Hazelle, and the kids took up all of the rooms, Gale and Katniss agreed that they would sleep in the living room. While Katniss slept on the couch that night Gale slept on the floor. When Katniss's breathing became steady, Gale knew that she was asleep. He sat up slowly from his pallet on the floor.

Sitting on his knees, he stared longingly at the beautiful woman before him. It was a few minutes before he took a chance and slowly began to trace his fingertips across her face. After minutes of learning the shape of her face over and over again he took an even bigger chance. Slowly he lowered his lips to hers and kissed her with everything he could without waking her. When he pulled away he saw that she hadn't even flinched. Not a thing had changed in her posture as she slept.

"Marry me," he said. "Please, marry me, Catnip."

A/N: Sooooo there's chapter two. Let me know what you think in the slight change in point of view. I hope you liked it! Review!