Chapter 2

Katniss sat staring straight ahead as Effie talked on and on about the capitol and what they could expect while they were there. Finally she excused herself to 'go find Haymitch.'

"Kat, I promise you, that your father and I are going to do everything in our power to keep you safe. Now, your dad won this once, he can help, I know he doesn't talk about it much to you, but-"

Peeta was cut off by the doors opening and Haymitch coming in. "Congratulations," he said as he poored himself a drink. "Where's the ice?"

"I don't know," Peeta answered. "What's the plan?"

"Hold up, most of you aren't so eager. What plan?"

"How to get sponsors and get Katniss out alive," Peeta said angrily, upset to see hisfather in law in such a state of drunken depression.

"Well, the plan is that you except that you're going to die and know, in your heart, that there was nothing I could do," Haymitch answered.

Katniss got upset and stormed out of the room.

"Great going Haymitch, I mean, it's not like your daughter is in this year's games or anything!" Peeta growled as he followed Katniss to her room where they cuddled for the night. Just in silence watching recaps of the past years games.

The next morning Katniss woke up to Peeta gone from the room and figured that he had gone to get food. So she got up and dressed before braiding her hair.

"Well come join us," Haymitch muttered, "I was just giving some life saving advice on how to find shelter. Which of course would come in handy if you were in fact still alive."

"How do you find shelter?" Katniss asked as she sat down and grabbed a bit of everything except coffee.

"Hold up sweetheart. I just got up, pass the marmalade," Haymitch answered her. "I'm not giving you two special treatment just because you're married."

"Yeah, well get over it. Now, pass the marmalade," he repeated right before Katniss stabbed a knife into the table right by his hand.

"That is mahogany!" Effie exclaimed.

"Congatulations, you killed a place mat," Haymitch said with humor as Peeta got up and looked over the city before entertaining the crowd. When Katniss didn't get up Haymitch turned to her. "You better keep that knife. He knows what he's doing."

Before Katniss knew it she was being waxed, washed and plucked all over by the assistants of her personal assistant. She saw them whispering and questioned them before she managed to be finished and sent to her stylist whom they told her was called Cinna.

In a new room she lay stock still as she waited for Cinna, a paper robe covering her as the door opened.

"I'm sorry this happened to you," a man said as he entered, the only thing signaling him as being from the capitol being his accent, his earrings, and his gold eyeliner. "I'm here to help in any way I can."

"Can you make my clothes more padded at my stomach, and loose dresses?" to questioned.

"Yes, why?" Cinna questioned as he went through plans in his head. Katniss leaned over and whispered something in his ear. When she was done, he gave her a small, sad smile and a nod before helping her into the outfit her had picked out for her to wear during the parade and did her hair elaborately with simple makeup.

Once done she was escorted to her chariot that she would share with Peeta and Cinna explained the fake fire to the two of them. Finally it was time and Katniss and Peeta watched as the other districts went ahead of them.

Everyone was amazed once District 12 came out and Katniss and Peeta joined hands, holding them high for everyone to see. At the end, a speech, given by the president of Panem, President Snow. Now was the time to sleep and train. Her father gave her and Peeta limited help but help none the less. The individual scoring sessions were when Katniss got mad and shot an arrow into the loft for the game makers, right at an apple in the mouth of a roast pig. "Thank you, for your consideration," she finished before she stormed out.

Effie was not happy to say the least. But her father came in and gave her a thumbs up as they all sat around waiting for the scores to be announced. "Nice shooting sweetheart. What did they say, when you shot the arrow?"

"Well, they looked pretty shocked," Katniss said from her spot cuddled up next to Peeta, who had his arm on her stomach and was rubbing circles.

Haymitch laughed as he sat down. "Now what did you say? 'Thank you for your,'"

"'For your consideration,'" Katniss finished as they started with the scores, everyone celebrating both of their scores. Peeta an eight, Katniss an eleven. Dinner was held in high spirits as Peeta sat in his room coming up with a plan for getting Katniss out of the arena.

"I'll see you tomorrow sweetheart," Haymitch said. "Peeta asked to be trained separately. I don't know why, but he does."

"Thanks dad. And Please, whatever sponsor money you get, don't use it on just me. Use it evenly between me and Peeta."

"I can't promise that princess. You know full well that I already promised myself, your mother, and Peeta that I'm getting the two of you out."

"Daddy, please, you know how much Peeta means to me."

"I do know that. I also know that I gave you way to the boy because I trusted him to take care of you, and I still do. He will protect you. Even if it means that he dies."

"Wait," Effie said, "Haymitch, Katniss id your daughter?"

A/N Chapter 2. Please tell me how you feel on the story. Are people getting all of my hints yet? And what are they about?