A/N: Hey guys sorry I haven't updated recently but here you go finally, please don't kill me and enjoy!

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It wasn't often that John found himself overwhelmed. Riding out into the square however was one of the most overwhelming experiences of his entire life. The trumpets were blaring the Capitol theme, thousands of people in the stands were screaming and all of them were looking at them, and John quite frankly just wanted to cover his ears to drown out all of the sound.

He tried to take it all in, but all of the noise was crushing in on him, and they hadn't even made it outside the doors yet. Molly looked over at him in concern, "You alright John?" He shook his head wordlessly before tipping his head back and letting a slow breath out through his nose.

He looked over at Molly then at the rapidly advancing gates, and before he could second guess himself, he grabbed her hand and squeezed it reassuringly. Molly looked at him in shock as the carriage finally burst out into the late afternoon light. John leaned over, "Just go with it, they'll love it." He shouted over the roar of the crowd. Molly gave him a shy smile before tightening her grip on his hand and raising them both in the air together.

It was a strange feeling, having yourself lit on fire. As they neared the middle of the Square John could feel the synthetic fire rush through the plastic tubing, artfully framing both his and Molly's faces and body's with fire, could feel the slight tickling sensation of the fake flames licking at his neck and face, and if he was honest with himself, John quite liked the feeling.

The response was immediate from the crowd. They began to scream and chant their names over and over again as they rode through the Square, the other tributes all but forgotten by their stunning show. John caught a glimpse of themselves right as they jolted to a stop in front of the presidents podium. He had to say, both he and Molly looked terrifying, with fire spread across their bodies looking like luminous veins coming up to wrap around their necks and weave into their hair before leaving a fiery trail behind them. John smirked, well there was a way to get the sponsors attention.

As the president began to speak both Molly and John dropped their hands, John flashing another smirk towards Molly, who responded with a happy little smile of her own. And as the president gave his customary speech of the year John looked over at the other tributes, most of them were looking at both he and Molly with something akin to shock, awe, or anger, but the tribute from 2, Sherlock Holmes was smirking at him, and as their eyes met he gave John a sly wink before turing his eyes back to the president, the smirk never fading from his face.

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John hopped out of the chariot before turing to help Molly out just as their stylists came up to talk to them. Mrs. Hudson came up to hug him before hugging Molly,

"That was excellent you two, oh you looked absolutely stunning, the sponsors won't be able to resist you now!"

Molly's stylist, a pretty brunette woman, who for the Capitol looked pretty normal, if you ignored the artful tattoos spreading across her arms, nodded along with Mrs. Hudson,

"Yes that was quite clever, whose idea was the hand holding?"

Molly pointed at John as he sheepishly raised his hand. The stylist nodded her head before offering her hand out to him.

"Janine, good call, stunning with just the slightest touch of rebellion, nice." Janine gave John a nod before Mrs. Hudson lead them to the elevator, chattering away about how they were going to love their rooms.

John had to agree with Mrs. Hudson, the rooms were amazing. Even nicer than the ones on the train. Even one of the stylish bedrooms were twice the size of his house back home in District 12. John bid good bye to Molly before going off to find a a bathroom before dinner.

John had to say, being in the Capitol had a lot of perks, showers were one of said perks. It was almost like standing outside in the warm spring rain, except instead of smelling like rain it smelled like heavily scented perfumes and soaps. John spent a good half hour just standing underneath the spray watching the water slowing wash away all of the make-up that the prep team had layered onto him only a few hours previous. Only when the water had finally fades from a purple and black color back to clear did John step out of the shower, feeling thoroughly washed and refreshed he went through the drawers of a dresser for pajamas.

John threw on a pair of silk pajamas just as the door opened to reveal Jennifer telling him it was time for dinner. The doctor padded out of his room behind her and headed over to the dining room.

Much like the train, the dining room had a buffet set up of so many foods that John had trouble on choosing what to eat. He finally settled on having a little bit of everything he could pile onto his plate, before wandering over to sit next to Molly at the dinner table. She raised an amused eyebrow at the sight of his plate before chuckling under her breath and muttering something about boys. John grinned back at her cheekily, glad that she wasn't as shy as before. John didn't know Molly well, only ever talking to her if he needed medicine that he couldn't find in the woods. However the only times he had talked to Molly she had come across really shy, only ever muttering to him and looking down at her feet. Nothing like being thrown into a giant arena together to get someone to open up.

He was shaken out of his mussing by Janine clearing her throat.

"Alright you two, now seeing as you don't have a mentor because there are no victors to District 12, Mrs. Hudson, Jennifer and I will be acting as your sort of fill in mentors. Now we may not be as experienced as some of the other mentors who have been in the Games, but we have been woking for the Games for years, so I am confident that we can come up with a strategy to help you two in there alright?" John and Molly nodded their heads. John was beginning to like Janine more and more.

"Good now first order of business, do you want to be trained together or separately?"

John and Molly exchanged glances, "Separately, why would we want to be trained separately?" John questioned.

"Well say one of you had a secret skill that you didn't want the other to know about then you would be trained separately."

Molly shook her head, "No John and I already know each other pretty well, plus almost everyone in the district knows what John can do and I don't have any secret talents."

The people at the table all shot Molly confused looks.

"What do you mean everyone in the District knows what John can do." Janine said, her eyes flickering between the two of them.

"Well everyone knows that he is a great doctor, and a lot of the people buy food from him, so most people know that he is the best hunter in the District." Janine raised her eyebrows at John, looking over him appreciatively. John looked at Molly in shock. He didn't understand why she was singing him praises, it wasn't like they were friends or anything, they were just acquaintances. John felt his cheeks grow warm as he looked down at his lap.

"I would't say I am the best hunter." John said sheepishly, absentmindedly rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. Molly gave him a strange look,

"What do you mean, of course you are." Molly turned her head back and met Janine's eyes. "In the eye, all of his kills are in the eye, he never misses, I've seen him shoot. Everyone in the District buys from him, even the wealthy people because they know his kills are better than even the butcher can offer." Molly looked back at John, his mouth agape at the fierce speech that Molly was giving for his skills.

Janine opened her mouth to say something but Molly was on a roll now. "He can hunt, and he can heal people, he knows everything there is to know about plants, and is the person everyone goes to if they are injured, so stop selling yourself short John Watson because everyone knows it's true!"

Molly was breathing heavily by the time she was done, and John along with all of the other people around the table were staring at Molly in varying levels of shock and wariness lest she start to yell again. Molly seemed to come to her senses and realize just how loud she had gotten, she ducked her head, a scarlet blush spreading across her cheeks.

Jennifer was looking at Molly with a slightly shocked look as if she couldn't believe that she would yell at the dinner table, while both Mrs. Hudson and Janine were looking between John and Molly, pleased smiles were on their faces. John, after a good thirty seconds of staring at Molly as if she was some stranger from an alien planet, cleared his throat and turned back to the other people around the table.

"Molly is a healer too, our parents used to work together, and Molly has the steadiest hands I know." He said, sending a soft smile in Molly's direction. Molly replied with her own slightly shy smile. It seemed as if the Molly that had shouted just moments ago, had promptly disappeared once she had finished her speech, being replaced by the Molly that John knew, the soft timid Molly. John would be lying if he said he liked the old Molly better, it was… nice to see Molly start to come out of her shell more even if the timing was slightly less than ideal. John just wished the people back home had gotten to know this Molly.

Janine cleared her throat, drawing John's attention back to their audience.

"Well I am going to guess you guys knew each other before all this hmm?" She cocked an eyebrow. Both Molly and John nodded slowly.

"Good, then I think I know the perfect strategy for you two," Janine leaned forward slightly in her chair, perching her elbows on the table, "You guys are going to be a team, you are going to train together, eat together, learn together, the whole nine yards, understood. Now what you guys did at the ceremony with the hand holding, brilliant idea by the way, will help reinforce the idea of presenting you two as a team. A force to be reckoned with so to speak. Now for training, I know I am only a stylist but I think I have been working for the games long enough to have an idea or two so, stay away from what you know. John, Molly said your good at hunting so stay away from bows and knives, Molly, John said you are a good doctor, so stay away from the plant section, the goal is to learn something new to help you out in the Games, learn to tie a knot, build a fire, but save the stuff you are good at for the private sessions alright?"

John had to say, for a woman who had never been in the Games before, Janine sure knew what she was talking about. Both John and Molly nodded their agreement, before turing back to their previously forgotten food.

John sat in silence as the people around him began to chant about what a phenomenon they had been at the Opening Ceremony. By the time they had finished their meal John had realized just how tired he was and decided to skip the recap of the Ceremony, instead choosing to walk back to his room and promptly collapse into his bed. He was asleep before his head even hit the pillows.

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P.S. As always I hoped you enjoy it, and once again am beging you to voice your opinion in the comments. You guys are Fantabulous!