The next morning, they had arrived in the Capitol. Amid the crowd dressed in gaudy shades of practically every color imaginable, with hair, eyebrows, makeup and fingernails to suit, red-haired Amy and her bowtie-wearing alien wove their way through the crowd. Thankfully, the clothes Amy had chosen from the TARDIS and the Doctor's naturally eccentric look helped them from sticking out like a sore thumb.

"So, what do we do while we're here?" Amy asked the Doctor.

"The first thing is that the Tributes meet with the stylists." The Doctor said, taking a bit of paper from his coat pocket.

"What is that?"

"The formula for synthetic flame. I need to make a stop off at Cinna's studio."

"Cinna? Who's Cinna?"
"Katniss's stylist. The Girl on Fire needs a little help. It's the 25th century and they have pretty good technology, but it's still about 20 years too early for synthetic fire. But, it helps her win more sponsors, which helps her to win. It's all part of the fixed point." The Doctor explained.

"So I'm to go with you?" Amy asked. The Doctor took something out of his pocket, a small gold pin.

"This fell off Katniss's dress as she came off the train this morning. It's important that you get it back to her."

"What's so important about a pin?" Amy asked.

"It's not just a pin, Amy, it's a symbol. This Mockingjay is the symbol of the rebellion." The Doctor whispered, putting it in Amy's hand, "Get it to her as soon as possible."

"But how?"

"I don't know, you're clever, think of something. I'm off to help Cinna light two teenagers on fire." The Doctor said, clearly reveling in the moment. I hate it when he does that… She thought.

After great thought, Amy thought of a great way to sneak into the tower and get the pin to Katniss. She knew that the Avoxes could go anywhere without being questioned. They couldn't speak, so what was the danger? All she had to do was keep her mouth shut and dress like they did, and get into Katniss's apartment. Then she could sneak her the pin, no problem. She made her way to the tower and made a stop-off at the laundry in the basement to steal a set of clothes. She put them on and quickly cleaned off all traces of her 'Capitol' makeup, putting her hair up in a simple bun. Then, she found the group of Avoxes. She had never heard a group of people silent before. Wherever she went, be it Leadworth or across the galaxy, there were always groups of people, chatting away. This group, deprived of their speech, simply looked down at their shoes sadly and waited for their orders. She couldn't imagine spending her life without her feisty Scottish tongue. She thought it was a good metaphor. Take away a person's speech, their way of expressing themselves, and they become slaves. She was very careful not to even open her mouth, because if she did, she'd reveal her fully intact tongue, and it probably wouldn't be intact much longer. Then, a Capitol official came and started to scan the arms of all the Avoxes for their microchips and gave them orders. Her heart raced. She'd have to get away from here without being noticed, or they'd notice she didn't have a chip. She silently backed away from the group and headed toward the elevators. She heaved a sigh of relief when she got there. She saw the buttons in elevator and wondered which ones was to Katniss's floor. What was the number of her District? Amy pressed the 12th floor, hoping she'd got it right. When she stepped off the elevator, the woman with the pink hair, Effie, Amy remembered, rushed to her.

"And where have you been? The others have been here for almost ten minutes! Katniss's room needs tidying up." Effie said, "Go, go!" She added, with a clap of the hands. This lady was seriously annoying, Amy decided. But, she was now cleaning up Katniss's room. It'd be easy to sneak the pin to her now. She was pointed in the direction of Katniss's room, and she began tidying up. She swept the floor, dusted, generally gave a deep rundown of the place. She was finishing up making the bed when Katniss came in.

"Oh, I'm sorry…" Katniss said. Amy had to fight the urge to reply. "It's you!" Katniss exclaimed. Amy gave a little wink, then gave a pointed glance in the direction of the pillows on the lavish bed. Katniss picked up the pillow and underneath it, sure enough, was the small gold pin. Katniss picked it up and pinned it on her dress.

"Thank you," She told Amy, who gave her a slight nod of the head. After Katniss left, she found a way to sneak back out without being seen. She changed her clothes and went off to find the Doctor. Katniss, however, was thinking of this peculiar redhead and her even stranger friend. Years later, when Katniss would write her own memoir, she'd put Amy in the book. But, she couldn't give away her identity, or what she'd done. She wouldn't want to cause more trouble than she already had. Katniss would simply call her the red-haired Avox girl.