Tomorrow is my birthday so wish me a happy birthday!

To Katnipischeatingonpeetawithme: No a membership doesn't cost any money and thank you so much. Your review meant a lot to me it was one of the best I've ever gotten in my opinion.

To Emalema: There may or may not be some drama but the mission needs training first so here you go. :D

Training Day (Prim):

The first two days of training were introductions and getting everyone a place to sleep and keep their stuff but the third day of training is building and taking apart guns.

Rory and I have talked over everything and we decided to leave the past in the past and go back to being best friends, this made me much happier.

Gale, Peeta, and Katniss are all generals here which honestly doesn't surprise me but it couldn't have made my life more complicated.

"Cmon you little ass-kisser! You don't actually expect us to believe you made it in here without some help from your 'friends' over there!" a rather loud private named Ike shouts but I just ignore the group gathering around us and focus on the subject at hand, taking apart and putting together my gun.

I look to my left and see Rory smirking to himself, first mistake. "What are you so happy about? Your big brothers a general too so how can we ever begin to think you have any real skill." Rory just keeps smirking and stays silent, second mistake. Ike's fist moves quite fast through the air but I am faster and put my arm in front of Rory before it can connect with his face.

Private Ike is quite surprised at my actions and tries to hit me with his other hand but I get him in the jaw before he can do anything. "Now do you see I have skill?" I question the whimpering fool on the ground.

"You might but your boyfriend over here sure doesn't" he says while getting up. I look over to see Rory with his hands frozen in their position over his gun. Ike grabs someone's hand and is almost on his feet when he gets a kick square in the chest.

"Now that we've settled that we both have 'skill' can we get back to our guns?" Rory says turning around and leaves Ike on the ground with the air knocked out of him. "Rory! Prim! Ike!" Gale shouts from behind us and I can tell he is mad.

Ike stands up and tries to look like nothing happened but fails miserably considering there is a footprint on his chest and Rory and I make our way over to Gale, preparing for the shouting that is to come.

When we get over to him he is tapping his foot impatiently. "What are you all waiting for get back to work!" he barks at the on looking privates from behind us and I hear the shuffling of guns from behind me but do not dare to turn around towards the noise.

"Ike, I expected nothing less from you when I saw your name on my list but Rory and Prim? What got into your heads to make you attack him?" I open my mouth to answer but then remember he isn't my friend here and shut it quickly.

"You will stay after training for punishment."

"Yes sir," all three of us say in unison and run back to our stations.

"Prim… thanks for stopping his fist," Rory whispers to me without even moving his lips.

"Well I wasn't going to let him hit my best friend. He had it coming anyway," I say trying to hide my smirk.

1 hour of training later…

"For punishment all three of you must run 50 laps, complete the obstacle course, and then give me 100 hundred push-ups!" Gale barks at us and I resist the urge to flinch at the loudness of his voice.

The three of us run to the track and begin our laps, after 5 minutes Gale shouts at us, "Lap?" he wants to know what lap we're on. "46!" I shout back and I hear Rory shouting "44!" but Ike only shouts "27!"

I smirk again and try running faster until I finish all 50 of my laps and then begin on the obstacle course of crawling in mud under barbed wire, climbing walls with barely any hand or foot holes and finally using bars to get across a ditch full of cold, muddy water. Once that is all over I can start on my push-ups.

The mud crawling was a synch and the walls were no problem but the bars to cross the ditch were frozen from the midnight air and when I go to grab the 6th one, I fall in and have to swim to the edge where I start again but this next time I am shivering from the water, my hands are slippery, and the bars are still cold.

I grit my teeth against the cold and grip the bars with all my strength and finally get across to the other side. I land on my feet but collapse because I felt my ankle snap from the 10 foot drop from the bars but try to ignore it as I warm my hands, run over to the track start, and begin my push-ups.

My ankle is screaming in protest but I still insist on ignoring it and counting my push-ups, because the faster I get to 100, the sooner I can leave.

A quarter of the way through my push-ups, I hear Rory come next to me and start his push-ups but all I hear from Ike is muffled cussing and the splash of the cold water as he falls.

I'm at 75 push-ups when the splashes stop and I no longer hear any sounds from Ike. Gale seams to notice something I didn't and starts yelling at him to get up but Ike makes no sound and I sneak a glance over my shoulder at the bars and see Ike face-down in the ditch… uh oh, this isn't good at all.

I don't even bother thinking about it for a second before I run over to him and jump in to pull him out while Rory and Gale stand by the side of the ditch just watching me. Once I get him out of the water I check for a heartbeat, nothing. He isn't breathing either.

Dammit! I saw Finnick do this to Peeta in the arena a few years ago and asked my mother if she knew how to do that so she taught me what is called CPR.

I begin pumping his heart and Gale and Rory just stand behind me in amazement or shock, maybe a mix of the two.

He still isn't breathing so I have to breathe for him, oh this will be great to hear about!

I duck my head down and breath for him, looking to make sure his chest is rising and falling.

2 breaths 30 pumps, 2 breaths 30 pumps, God Dammit why isn't this working?

Wait… his heart I feel it beating, it's faint and he's still unconscious but its beating and he's breathing again.

"We have to get him to the hospital!" I shout at their dazed faces and throw one of his arms over my shoulder, my ankle screams at me in protest but his life is in my hands and no one, no matter how big a jerk they are, deserves to die.

Rory grabs his other shoulder and Gale runs in front of us to open doors and eventually we get to the hospital where nurses flood around us as I explain what happened and how he is hypothermic and in shock.

They hook him up to all sorts of machines that I can't even identify and Gale tells us to go to our room before he leaves. As Rory and I are leaving he pulls me aside to talk.

"Prim, I saw you fall, are you alright?" I nod and keep walking, trying to hide my limp as I go.

"Prim, don't lie to me, if you're hurt then get it checked out."

"And what if in that very moment someone needs me to go out on a mission or something? What then! It seems pretty likely that something like that would happen because in case you haven't noticed, the odds are NEVER in our favor!" I say trying not to yell as I storm down the hallway.

He catches up with ease and grabs my hand, "Let me go," I snarl at him but his grip remains firm.

"Not until you head back there and get your ankle checked out," he replies with a hint of desperation in his voice.

I struggle out of grip and attempt to run but he just catches up again and pins me against the wall.

"Let… me go!"I scream as he pins my hands next to my shoulders.

"Hey! Get off her!" I hear someone shout from down the hallway and realize how this looks but it's too late for Rory, he'll have to explain himself later.

I use him being distracted as an opportunity to run and get out of there as fast as I can.

"Prim… PRIM!" I hear Rory shouting behind me and it hurts me to hear him so hurt but I don't need people to worry about me, we've got bigger things to focus on.

WOO! I finished it! Again, wish me a happy b-day!