(A/N): Sorry it took so long to update! Thanks for all the reviews and alerts and that type of thing.

Anyways, this chapter is kind of short, for one reason. I'm running out of ideas so feel free to leave me one. :)

Here's chapter four! Hope you like it.

Bliss. Nothing but pure bliss overwhelms my body as I see the blue eyes that have long eluded me in these past two years. No sight has ever made me feel this type of relief as his shocked azure orbs stare at my dull grey ones. I take a step towards him, the doctors making way, as he starts to close his eyes.

"Oh God, let this not be a dream," he whispers under his breath, thoroughly contemplating on the matters at hand. He opens his eyes, stares at me, and smiles the biggest smile he can muster as I ran to his bedside and hugged him like there's no tomorrow.

"You're real," he says as I pulled back and hit his arm, playfully. Suddenly, I burst. How can he do this to me?

"What's the matter with you?" I shout at the top of my voice. "You could've died!" I choke at the thought. I've never really thought about what it would be like without him.

"I'm sorry. I just can't stand not seeing you after all we've been through," he says as he wraps his arms around my weeping form.

"That's doesn't mean that you have to do that! You scared me! Don't you know how stupid you acted?" He opened his mouth to speak, but I cut him off. "No, you don't! If you would, then you would've realized how stupid you acted!" I say with gritted teeth. I'm so mad at him for doing that. He shouldn't have done that!

"I know it was stupid. I lost everything, Katniss. I had nothing and no one left. You were the last one, and the one I love the most," he says. My heart sinks at his admission. I left him at a time he needed it. I was selfish. Before he can continue to speak, I leaned over and indulged in a kiss. My hand tangles at his uncut blond hair as his to my black hair. We immerse ourselves in the kiss until we heard a small cough behind me.

"Miss Everdeen, we would like to conduct more tests on Mr. Mellark to improve his medication. As you can see, his vital signs are very low so we need to do this right away," the doctor finishes, as I nod in understanding. I looked back at Peeta, gave him a kiss at his forehead, as I walked out to regain my thoughts. Peeta's awake; and I couldn't be happier.

I woke up in a cold sweat. I just had one of the worst nightmares yet.

I was in a vast meadow. It felt peaceful to be honest, except for the feeling of stares from beady eyes around you. My eyes fall on an evening primrose. I pace myself from collapsing there and then. I remind myself that she's in a better place, and no one can hurt her. It apparently works as the primrose grows bigger as a flower, apparently blossoming. I smile at the sight. Not until I saw a pair of blue eyes staring at me. In my nineteen years, I've seen more pairs of blue eyes you will pay to have never seen, even if it's beautiful.

Why do I never want to see them? The haunting memories that never left me kept on going back. Prim and mother's sunken blue eyes. Glimmer's bloated body and eyes, when she got bitten by tracker jackers. The eyes of Gloss as I let go of the arrow that led to his death. So many blue and haunting eyes. But the worst of all, and the one I most hate is the look on Peeta's face when he tried to kill me. The look of hated I've been unfortunate to see. I've never seen him that angry at me, at the time I shake my thoughts away as I feel cold hands envelope my neck. I turn around to see Peeta's raging blue eyes. I'm scared to be honest. He's never been this mad.

"You mutt! I'm going to get rid of you once and for all!" he snarled at me, bringing up a knife, like the one Clove nearly used to dissect me, and he slit my throat.

I woke up in a cold sweat, drops of sweat coursing through my face. I reach for a glass of water and drank a few gulps. I look around me. I'm at my room at Victor's Village. I vaguely remember going to my house and lying down after the doctor's said that Peeta needed to rest. I complied with their request to rest for one reason.

"You need to have a lot of energy. You can bet that boy will keep you up," he said.

I'm happy that even if I wasn't allowed to see him yesterday, I'm comforted by two thoughts. One, I was the first pair of eyes he's seen. Second, by the way the doctor spoke it, it means that Peeta's alright and great. By the way he said that he'll keep me up, means he's strong enough. I can't be happier.

I only realized I'm grinning like a fool. It makes me think. I really do love my dandelion.

(A/N): There you go! I'm running out of ideas for this story, so please leave some ideas. If not, maybe there'll be only like two to three more chapters left. Or maybe even just one...

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-Lee