Update yay! So you guys really love non-hijacked Peeta! So do I. I'm afraid I had some other ideas so you might hate me this chapter. I'm going to apologize ahead of time… sorry!

I wake with a start. The carpet imprinted on my cheek. I sit up stretching. What? I thought I was with Peeta. No… it can't… I won't…

The door opens. It's Finnick. "Hey, Katniss. What are you still doing in here?" he crouches next to me.

No, it was all… just a dream. My eyes water as I run. I don't stop running either. Not until Finnick catches me anyway.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I tell him about the dream, how Annie and Peeta had returned. He gets a haunted look about him, and his face darkens. "They sent out a rescue mission yeah, but there were some… problems. They had to come back." That brings out sobs. Loud choked sobs escape my throat, the awful dying animal sounds echo through the hallway.

Hours later I sit in the conference room, listening to our re-rescue. I'm crumbling; I don't know how much more I can take. It scares me. How can I be this helpless? This crazy? It has nothing to do with Peeta, right? Feels emerge and float about in my head, what do I feel about Peeta? I can't answer my own question, my thoughts are interrupted by the television blinking to life.

The capitol seal appears; soon Caesar's face does too.

The slanted letters are what's being said via-television. Yeah italics or whatever… again sorry…

"Hello Panem! It's been a few weeks since we've seen him, but no one could forget him!" no, I inwardly groan. Please don't do this to me. Not… "Peeta Mellark!" yeah, him. I don't think I can watch.

I prove to myself I can when Peeta emerges. I run to the screen getting as close as possible, again. I almost break down and cry right then and there. He looks worse than he did in my dream. He has a scar running down his cheek; his eye is black eye (which they tried, in vain, to cover up.) he's basically skin and bones, his eyes have a clouded torture look about them, his arm is in a sling. I'm crying; hard.

I manage to wipe my tears away to watch the video. Peeta sits; grimacing.

"So, Peeta how have you been since we last saw you?" Caesar asks as if in a normal interview.

Peeta plasters on a fake smile; well a close enough one. "Just dandy Caesar. Do tell me, is it tradition to get captured and beaten here?" Peeta asks as if it was a normal question. Like how's the weather?

Caesars smile fades, he coughs. "So, Peeta do you have anything to say to your family?"

That's when Peeta's plastered smile gets replaced with a scowl. "Before I die? Nope." He says popping the 'p'. Before he dies? What?

I hear Finnick gasp, and moan slightly. "He's prepared to die. Oh god! He's gonna do something that will get him killed! He doesn't want to live anymore!" he whispers out the last part. My head snaps up.

"What? No, I'll kill myself before that happens." I scream it out; before I think of course.

"You weren't kidding then?" Finnick says smiling. "You were thinking about him! You do love him!"He shouts, grinning like a madman. "I knew it! Knew it! Knew it!" Finnick screams while sort of dancing around. I feel two grey eyes drill into my skull. I look up. It's Gale. He scowls and his face darkens.

I turn my attention back to Peeta. "No, Caesar. I don't think so. I'm nothing. If anything I'll just help the rebellion if I die."

"What about Katniss?" Caesar asks softly.

Pain flashes across Peeta's face. His blue eyes sad. "She never loved me." No, don't tell them, not here. Not now. "I loved her, it's my entire fault! No one would be dead if I had kept my bloody mouth shut!" he's getting upset at himself.

"Peeta, I'm afraid your interview is almost over. Anything you would like to say?" Caesar asks with a smile.

Peeta puts on a sweet smile. "I do. Katniss… beat their asses for me and Johanna. Okay? Don't stop fighting!" the screen cracks. It comes back again. "I love you, remember that! Just forget me okay?" he smiles again. His blue eyes directed at the camera. "I love you baby. Get safe. If not you'll be dead by morning!"

Then the screen goes black. "No! Peeta! No…" the tears start. I feel Gale's hands on my shoulders, trying to pry me away from the tv. He sits me down on a chair and holds my hand; as I calm down.

Boggs rips the door open, and swiftly walks over to Coin. He whispers something. Coin returns it with a frantic look. "Get your family's to your assigned bunkers. Now!"

Then she gets up and sprints off. I sit there for a moment as I let it sink. Then the pieces fall together. Dead by morning, bunkers, hurry. They're bombing us. I grab Finnick's hand and we sprint off together. I make it to my family's bunker to find Prim on the bed playing with buttercup.

"Prim!" I exclaim. "Hurry, grab Buttercup, and take Finnick's hand." She does as she's told and we run. The sirens go off and Coin's voice cracks over the intercom.

"This is not a drill. I repeat this is not a drill! Take your loved ones to your assigned bunkers. Please do not panic. The capitol bombers will arrive in approximately ten minutes." Then there's silence. Over the intercom of course. There's screaming, and sirens. We reach the bucker and sign in. we sit there waiting for my mother.

She comes a minute later, looking tired and worried. Prim rushes to hug her, I stay seated.

It's hour later when Boggs makes his way over to me. "Everdeen, Odair. Good you're alive. If it wasn't for Peeta, none of us would be. You see I had my suspicions when he was interviewed again, and they only increased when he told us we would be dead by morning. So we scanned the sky and low and behold there they were. They had used Peeta as a distraction." He tells us about the new rescue plan how it's already in action. The rebels are in the capitol, in fact they might even have them rescued now.

I hug Boggs when I hear that. He turns stiff and board like. So I let go. Finnick hugs me then. He spins me around laughing. "I'm going to see my Annie!" he screams.

"And I get my Peeta back!" I screamed after, laughing all the while. I hadn't realized Gale was watching the whole time.

They had searched the ruble for survivors. There were three. Two of them died because of crap in their lungs. At least that's what Finnick said. They had only bombed a section, the only section visible to the outside world. It wasn't even a major wing. Just a living quarters. Yeah nothing major. That's what Coin had said. But it was a major wing, people died there. We lost fifty seven people. I hadn't known a single one of them.

I watch as they close up the hole the bombing had made. A little girl stands there holding hands with a girl about sixteen years old; she looks like an older version of the little one. The little on has bright red curls and brown eyes. She clutches a flower in the other hand.

In a very loud voice she says "Bye, mommy, bye daddy, sissy and I love you. I miss you already, come home." She sets the flower down and walks off with her sister.

Correction, now I feel like I had known two of them.

I sit with my knees tucked into my chest, on my bed. Finnick is on the floor, tying the bloody roes again. It's been days since I've actually slept, for a few hours at least. I watch his slender fingers move quickly around the rope.

"Finnick, how did you know you loved Annie?" he drops the rope and looks up at me startled.

"Well, we were best friends as kids, and I dunno. After my games I realized I loved her. Then she had her games and all hell broke loose then. I just couldn't think of a day without her being not here, not with me, not safe." He shivers. "I think that's how it is for you." Finnick whispers an hour later.

I don't say anything. I don't have to. He already knows.

I rock back in forth on the brink of insanity. Gale didn't go on the mission. The one he was on was a decoy. A phony. They had purposely messed up. The capitol had noticed them coming too. So our plan worked out great. I hum softly, my eyes droopy, but I refuse to sleep. So I slide on the floor and take an extra rope from Finnick.

Prim brought us tea around one in the morning. She can't sleep either. She had told me she was worried about Peeta. She was scared he wasn't going to make it; not after what he had said in the interviews. We had seen Snow talking to some official about how Peeta messed up, how he was supposed to call a cease fire.

I miss Peeta I really do. I lo- wait what? The feelings start to creep up on me. They come from every direction. As if suddenly unlocked from a crate. These feelings are something I've never felt about anyone before. Ever. Before I have time to really question these feelings and decipher them, Haymitch opens the door.

"They've made it."

Annnnd end chapter….

April fools! Jk! I decided to give you the reunion. This one is real I promise! Well maybe…

"Did they make it? Who's alive? Is she okay? Where are they?" Finnick demands shaking my mentor.

Haymitch holds his hands up as if surrendering. "That's all I know!" so we run, we don't stop. Only when we reach the hospital do we stop.

Nurses are standing there checking the rebels who went to rescue them. They're all alive. That's not good enough for Finnick. "Where is she!" he screamed.

"Finnick! I hear Finnick!" a female voice yells. Annie Cresta emerges. They run to each other. I smile, no one would, or could, doubt their love.

"Come on sweetheart." I hear Haymitch say. He's smiling. I smile too. He leads me down a hallway. He opens a door that opens into a large room with two big windows.

"Observation." He tells me. I glance into one. Lying there knocked out is Johanna. She looks bloody awful. "He's in here." Opening the door, I take a breath.

A bed is surrounded by doctors; I see his halo of blonde hair! He's alive… he's here! I'm upset that mine, was not the first face he saw, but he sees it now.

"Katniss?" he whispers. It's him. It's his voice! I only nod; the tear streaming now. He stands up and makes his way over to me. I expect him to kiss me or something, but he doesn't.

"Hi." Is all he says. He smiles softly, which I return.

"Hi." I whisper back.

He hugs me. It's him! His warm arms! I squeeze him, and hold him tightly. He grimaces and pulls away. What? He lifts his shirt reveling long slashes across his torso.

"Whippings." He explains. I trace them with my fingers. I spot a bruise where my hand was when I hugged him. My hand touches it briefly. He grimaces. "That. That was hell to get. I'm not even going to explain." He tells me. Doctors surround him again. My hand finds his and I don't let go. I'm too afraid to. If I do he'll be back in the capitol.

We sit on his bed while he eats his first real meal in months. I watch him; his blue eyes still have the clouded torture look that he had during the interviews. The interview plays in my mind again.

"You're wrong you know." I tell him.

"About what?" he asks softly.

"In the interview, how you said you were no one, that you weren't important to anyone, how no one would care if you were dead. Truth is Peeta, I would care. You're someone to me. I was broken without you. I'm sorry but…"

"No, it's okay. Forget about me okay? I've caused enough pain as it is. N one need me," He hangs his head. I sit next to him; I take his hand.

"I need you." I tell him. "Listen Peeta, it's not your fault. You know there probably wouldn't even be a rebellion without you. You were the reason I held up the berries. I wasn't lying when I said I couldn't live without you." he looks at me in shock. I don't even let him respond before I grab the back of his neck and bring his lips to mine.

He tenses, after a few seconds I can feel him relax. He starts to kiss back, his arm wraps around my waist. We stay like that for a few minutes just kissing.

"About time!" we hear a number of voices scream. Pulling apart I look up to see Finnick, Annie, and Haymitch grinning at us. In the background I see a gloomy Gale. He notices my eyes and turns around and walks away.

So I'm in Alaska right now… good news I got to see Mason! Which was great! Bad news his grandma just died. the funeral is on Tuesday. Did you guys like this chapter? I did. Oh again last chapter it was real up to the part where Haymitch came in. that was her dream. Yeah. Until next time… lots of love. oh and Mason… he says hi.

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