Peeta's POV
I find Katniss about 100 yards about a hundred yards from my house.
"MOM!" I can hear the footsteps of running Willow behind me.
But all I can think about is the fact that no matter how much I shake her, she's no waking up. I can feel hot tears rolling down my cheeks. I call for help. People walk by, but don't help us. I call louder. No one.
As I sit there, calling for help, one thought bothers me
"What if she wakes up?"
This must be how she felt when I ran into the force field in the Quarter Quell. And when I wandered away and a cannon went off and she discovered night lock on my jacket. And when she shot the arena and I was taken prisoner. I can't imagine constantly being worried about my loved one. But I always am. And it wasn't till now that I realized it.
As I sit there, subconsciously called for help, I lose focus and break down. I can't think.
Suddenly a group of people come and they bring Katniss to the hospital on a stretcher.
