AN: hey guys! sorry that took so long, I have a lot of stuff going on in my life, but you probably don't want to hear about it :p. However, first chapter i got 5 reviews and then the next chapter I only got two? Did I write something you didn't like? Is there something else I should of done? This is why I like to hear reviews from you guys, so I know that I did something good or something bad.

And to the two that reviewed, Thank you very much Acacia Fynn Mellark, and Miss Mustang, you guys are awesome :D

oh, and to rearviewxmirrors, to the review in chapter one, you finally get your answer ;)

now... onto chapter three!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games

April 4, 2012

The flight back was probably as good as any other international flight could have gone on a large C – 1 cargo plane. She was stuck on it because it was due for a cargo pick up in Berlin, Germany and they decided to put her on it.

It was loud and shook the whole flight. However, compared to combat and the sound of gunshots throughout the night, Katniss went out like a light. She woke up the next day to find herself in Berlin – Tegel International Airport.

She stretched her sore muscles and neck and looked around. The few soldiers that had come along were too busy loading up supplies to notice her, or to even have bothered to wake her up. So she got up and just walked off the plane with anyone looking. She knew she should be checking in with someone, but they were the ones who put her on the cargo plane.

She made her way inside and wanted to get through the trouble she was going to cause by bringing in not only a handgun, but also an assault and sniper rifle. She could tell as soon as she walked in people were turning to look at the strange sight that was her.

Her hair she thought was probably out of her braid and messed up from sleeping in the uncomfortable seat. Her face was tanned from staying under the blistering sun, with dark circles underneath her eyes from a lack of sleep. Her desert camo pants and jacket were caked in dust, which she learned to get used to since everything in the base seemed to get covered in it. All in all she knew she was going to cause some heads to turn.

She made her way through the airport until she got to the part she knew she was going have the biggest pain in the ass, customs.

She walked up to a customs inspector and handed her all of her papers. Since she had gone this before she learned it was faster to just hand them everything that they needed. She watched as the inspector called over an officer and then signaled for Katniss to follow the officer.

The officer led her to a room and motioned for her to sit down. The officer began to look through her papers, but then stopped on one and looked at for over five minutes.

"Is there a problem?" asked Katniss, starting to sit up straighter.

The officer just raised an eyebrow, questioning her.

"Problem?" she asked again, pointing to the paper.

The officer, finally understanding what Katniss was saying, just simply nodded and walked to the door and said something in German. Suddenly two more officers appeared out of nowhere and entered the room, while the first one went of somewhere. Katniss shrunk back into her seat, like prey hiding from the hunter. She knew something was wrong as soon as the two other officers walked in. She heard the door handle turn and saw the original officer walk in followed by a man with blonde hair and the bluest eyes she had ever seen. But she had seen them before, and when she finally realized it, it hit her like a brick wall

She felt her stomach fall as she finally realized whom the man they had brought in was.

It was Peeta Mellark, the man that had saved her life.

She felt her mouth go dry and her palms start to sweat as he turned his eyes to hers.

"Hello Katniss, quite a coincidence seeing you here," beamed Peeta as he gave Katniss a friendly smile.

Katniss gulped, trying to wet her mouth. "Yeah, I though you were in the states," questioned Katniss, her gaze fixed on Peeta.

"I was, after my assignment with you, but then I came to Germany for another story I was assigned," answered Peeta as he sad down next to Katniss. Peeta was a freelance reporter bouncing from news websites to newspaper. His latest assignment had been to follow Katniss' convoy and see what it was like for soldiers in Afghanistan and how the squads functioned together

The day had started like any other day for Katniss, wake-up, daily routine, physical training, and then meet up with Gale for breakfast.

"What do we have for today?" asked Katniss as they both walked to breakfast.

"No idea, the lieutenant said that he had announcement at breakfast," shrugged Gale, as he opened the door to the canteen.

After getting breakfast, they headed over to the large group that was there Platoon. Katniss said goodbye to Gale and sat down next one of her squad mates, just nodding and then sitting down to Cameron Shawk, a tall, lanky fellow with jet black hair and dull blue eyes, hard from a lack of emotion, and Vixen Foxx, a girl that was in every shape and color of a fox. From her long limber limbs, to her fox like face. Even her hair was similar to that of a fox's coat. They both gave a nod back and went back to eating. Both weren't much for talking like Katniss, and she liked that. They respected her and she respected them.

"Ok, now that everybody is here, we can start with the announcement," shouted first lieutenant Haymitch Abernathy. He was the lieutenant for Katniss' Platoon, and was one of the few lieutenants the higher ups didn't like. He had been found with liquor multiple times, never was strict with his sergeants, and never really cared for the rules. This is what made Katniss favor him over anyone else ranked higher that her. Well him and her sergeant, sergeant Nicholas Boggs. She liked both of them because they were like her, willing to fight for what they believed in.

"Most of you probably are wondering why we called all of you here today. That is because we have an interesting guest with us," continued Haymitch, rolling his eyes, earning a few chuckles from the platoon. "He is a reporter working for CNN that has special permission from the higher ups, to be learning about life together as a squad in Afghanistan. Now the higher ups wants everyone to be on their best behavior, but really, I don't give a fuck." This earned him some more laughs as he continued, "basically get used to having a shadow, but stay focused. I don't want to hear a report about how one of you either got the poor guy killed and or died protecting him. Make smart decisions, understood?" He asked, scanning the room and receiving some nods. "Good, someone go call him in," Haymitch grumbled as he quickly took a swig from a flask, which was probably filled with liquor.

Katniss watched as she saw Boggs get up and head over to a door and open it up. Out came a man that she would remember for the rest of her life.

"Hello everyone, my name is Peeta Mellark."

"What about you, I thought you were stationed in Afghanistan still?"

Katniss shook her head of the memory and felt the sweat in her palms building. She didn't want anyone to know what had happened, especially Peeta. "I'm being stationed in the states now, but that isn't important right now. Why are you here?"

"I saw you were at the front of the line when I came in and watched as they pulled you into the room. I had barely moved when I over heard them say in German that they needed a translator. I raised my hand and said I could translate for them," shrugged Peeta. "Plus I thought it would be good for you to have someone you know on your side." He gave another smile, radiating confidence.

"Yeah… thanks," mumbled Katniss as she turned her attention to the officers.

Peeta also turned back to the officers and began to discuss with the officer over what the problem was.

"So what's the problem?" asked Katniss, poking him in the shoulder after waiting ten minutes of listening to Peeta and the officer talking rapidly in a language she couldn't make heads or tails out of. To her it sounded like they were both angry, because of the way they talked

"They say there is a problem with one of your gun permits, but I'm looking over them right now, so give me a sec, k?" Said Peeta, looking down at the papers. She could see that he was confident he could help her, but wanted her not to interfere.

"Fine," sighed Katniss, folding her arms over her chest and sinking into her seat. She did not want to stay in the room another minute with Peeta right next to her. He had saved her life, and she couldn't get over that, especially since she was the soldier and he was the civilian. And now, he was helping her get through the possible trouble with her gun permits. It seemed like she had a ever growing debt to him, and she hated it.

"entschuldigen Sie mich, Herr?" said peeta, as he waved the officer over.

"Ja?" officer said, which to Katniss sounded like he was asking something, but she had no idea.

Peeta then began to speak rapidly as he started to point something out to the officer. The officer said nothing but nodded as Peeta kept pointing to certain things on the pieces of papers.

After what felt like half an hour to Katniss, but was probably five minutes, the officer shook Peeta's hand and gestured towards the door.

"Danke," thanked Peeta standing up and putting the papers into a neat pile and handing them to Katniss. "All done, you're free to go," he gave another warm smile as she took his papers.

"Thanks," muttered Katniss. "They're going to take my guns to the plane, right?"

"Yeah, he said he would take them to the plane as a compensation for making you wait."

"Why was there so much trouble anyways?"

"Oh, its sorta funny really," chuckled Peeta as he scratched the back of his head, looking down. "There was a smudge and he misread it for something else."

Katniss felt her jaw drop as she looked at the man in front of her laughing. "You mean I was in there longer than needed because of a simple reading mistake?" She nearly shouted.

"Katniss, calm down," said Peeta, his voice serious and commanding. "Lets not make a scene. Your probably tired from your flight, but lets not cause other people trouble."

"Fine," huffed Katniss. "Wait, don't you need to go through customs?"

"They let me cut to the front so I could help out."

"Lucky you," said Katniss rolling her eyes as she continued to walk towards her gate.

They walked in silence for a couple of minutes until Katniss realized that she and Peeta had been walking in the same direction the whole time.

"Umm, can I help?" questioned Katniss, raising a questioning eyebrow.

"No, is something wrong?"

"Why are you following me?"

"What makes you think I'm following you?"

"We've been walking in the same direction for a couple of minutes now," stated Katniss, gesturing towards where they were walking.

"We're on the same plane Katniss, I'm heading home as well," laughed Peeta, a smirk on his face.

"Seriously?" complained Katniss.

"Yep. What seat are you sitting in?" asked Peeta, pulling out his ticket.

"34A, probably one of the only seats left on the plane." Silently she was praying that they weren't sitting next together.

"Hey I'm sitting in 34B, looks like we're sitting next to each other." A grin covered Peeta's face, while Katniss cursed under her breath. "Yeah, great," she said, sarcasm almost dripping from her voice.

This is going to be a long flight.

AN: like I said before, reviews tell me if I did something good or bad, so... review!

and yes i know that this would never happen and that Peeta can speak German, get over it!

oh and btw Peeta is saying in German "excuse me, sir?" and "Thank you." I used google translate so don't get mad if its wrong. AND ONE MORE THING (lol this is the last one) you will find out about all of this stuff later, like how he saved her life and other stuff. k now i'm done :p