But, You're Dead?

by The Death Shapeshifter

After the war, Katniss sees Clove multiple times, but Katniss is convinced she's imagining things, Clove's supposed to be dead. One night Katniss is attacked, and she learns that Clove is very much real, and alive. [Warning; Clovniss. Gay. Any further warning on the start of chapters. Don't like, don't read. Don't be wasting your time, or mine]

2. The Second Time, A Week After The War

The second time it happens, it's a week after the war.

Katniss sits in the meadow, a small picnic spread out in front of her. Her bow and quiver are leaning against an old log, her leather jacket draped over it.

Katniss is enjoying a roll, with bacon layered on it. The sun is warm, a welcome change from the cold. 'The snow is coming, soon it will be here.' Katniss thinks, knowing that this will probably be the last warm day for a while.

She hears a crack, as if something had stepped on a branch. Her reflexes are fast, and she quickly has her bow aimed at the trees, an arrow notched.

Out of the corner of Katniss's eye, she sees her. She's standing at the edge of the meadow, a knife held firm in her grip. She's wearing a red hoodie, and black combats. Her dark green eyes are focused on Katniss.

Katniss's eyes widen, and she quickly aims the bow at her. Katniss can feel herself trembling, but she forces herself to concentrate.

'She's not real. She's not real.' Katniss chants, in her head. 'You heard her cannon go off, Cato's screams. You saw her die.' She repeats this to herself, again and again.

As if on cue, Katniss starts thinking about that horrible day. Seeing Clove look so scared as Thresh shouted at her, as Clove screamed for Cato. The sickening crack as Thresh threw her against the metal.

When Katniss snaps out of it, she is gone. And Katniss sighs in relief, she gently puts her weapon back to where it was, when she screams in shock.

On the log, right beside her jacket, is another note, this time with a knife holding it in place.

'You need to be more careful, Fire Girl. Start covering your tracks again, and don't go out at night. People still hate you, and will pay for you to die. I've killed too many people already, just getting here, and I've watched too many people die, I don't want to watch you die. I might just go crazy, even though I'm already crazy, and a monster. Stay safe, Twelve.' The note reads, no signature again. The page looks torn, and crumpled, while the other one was in perfect condition.

Katniss grabs her jacket, the quiver and her bow, before running back to her house. She leaves the picnic, note and knife behind.

The next morning, the picnic is sitting on her doorstep. The knife sitting on top.

The third time it happens, it's a month after the war.