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Mia Jena Malfoy - Why, thank you! That means a whole lot. I'm not changing the plot any - I'm just putting everything in Prim's point of view is all. So, if I decide to write Catching Fire and Mockingjay, I will get to that part. *ahem*

Evanescence918 - I'm happy that you like it! I just put myself in my twelve-year-old shoes and wrote how thought I would feel. I honestly do like the way it turned out, so hearing that others like it really makes my heart soar. That's going to be next chapter I believe, and I'm excited to write it! Those scenes is what made me want to write this fanfic.

Mom and I are allowed to see Katniss one time before she leaves to The Capitol. The time we're allowed isn't enough in my opinion, but I guess if she's chosen as a tribute she has to go to The Capitol eventually.

As soon as we're in the carpeted room, I climb into Katniss' lap like when I did when I was younger. It comforts me, reminding me of old times.

I don't want to her to leave. Not unless she can come back.

Mom joins in the group hug. I think she's as upset about this as I am. A silence surrounds us, but it's a nice kind of silence. It's not awkward. I honestly kind of like it.

Katniss tells us everything we're going to have to do while she's gone. Like taking care of Lady, how I'm not supposed to take of the tesserae (that didn't work out very well though) that Gale will bring us food and I have to stay in school. It's then that realization hits me even harder. Katniss is leaving in a matter of an hour, being whisked away to The Capitol and leaving us behind. The next time I see her will be on a television screen. I frown and my heart sinks.

I don't know what we'll do if Katniss doesn't come back home. Will I have to learn to hunt? Will I eventually put my name in the reaping for the tesserae? What if I get picked then? Katniss won't be there to volunteer. I'll have to go in the Hunger Games and mom will be left by herself.

I'm brought back to reality by Katniss yelling at our mother, saying my name. They both just look like they're scared, scared of what the future will hold. I stay quiet. Katniss is telling her that she can't leave again like when dad died. Back when she was depressed for so long.

I barely knew what was going on then. Now I've figured it out. If she goes through that again, both of us could end up starving.

No. Gale wouldn't allow that to happen to us.

I shake my head. I've got to stop thinking this way. Katniss will come back. She's going to try as hard s she can to come back. Right? She can do it. Not everyone illegally hunts like her, so she has an advantage. Then there's the careers.

I start listening to them again.

"I was ill!" Mom defends herself against whatever Katniss just said. "I could have treated myself if I'd had the medicine I have now."

"Then take it. And take care of her!" Katniss yells.

She's going too far. She's too emotional. I tae her face in my hand and look her straight in her large, grey eyes.

"It'll be alright Katniss!" I say. My previous thoughts still linger on my mind. "But you have to take care, too. You're so fast and brave. Maybe you can win."

I'm not trying to convince my sister. I'm trying to convince myself. She can win. Katniss will come back home. Any other option is unbearable to think of.

"Maybe." She says. Katniss never had much confidence. But I believe in her. I push more thoughts of Katniss not coming home away and think of what will happen when she does come home. "Then we'd be rich as Haymitch."

What does money matter? Katniss coming home safely is all that does at the moment. "I don't care if we're rich. I just want you to come home. You will try, won't you? Really, really try?"

"Really, really try. I swear it." Katniss says.

Good. Katniss never breaks her swears. I know that she'll fight hard, and that she'll try her best. She won't go down just like that.

My sister. The victor.

A peacekeeper, one that's broad and dark, opens the door and tells mom and I that our time with Katniss is up. We exchange 'I love you's', hugs and then we're forced to leave, passing Mr. Mellark who is more than likely going to see Peeta who was also chosen as a tribute.

I start tearing up again. What if that's the last time I ever get to see my sister?

I can still smell her.

Mom and I sadly, slowly, walk back home.

The Catalyst – Linkin Park

I'm So Sick – Flyleaf

Don't Trust Me – 3oh!3

Emergency – Paramore

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