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"...hope. Stay tuned for more," the television set switches off and Paylor turns to address every single soul that ever aided in the rebellion. People of importance were flown to the underground facility for military protection. And not to mention, how much Gale hated being underground again. It brought him chills, thinking about his time in the mines, his time in the rebellion in the underground facility of District 13.

"Now would someone care to tell me how did the media get their hands on this data?" Her scrutinizing glare tore everyone apart in the room. This was maddening. What worried Gale the most was that probably his family saw the telecast. God, how much he hopes they didn't see it. But his intuition told him otherwise.

Rather than paying attention to the useless banter about how someone got hold of the news, his mind replays the last couple of hours.

How much it enamored him to know that he was the main target. For all Gale could formulate, the murderers were crazy. He was out in the open for years. What was there to plan? One shot to the head and there work was done. Saying this aloud didn't help him either. The sound of a slap echoed throughout the car so much so that Yohan was forced to turn around, curious about what made that sound.

The force was enough to rock his face to the side and he held a hand to his stinging cheek that wont just stop.

"What the hell was that for?" He scrunched his eyebrows, showing every bit of the rage he was feeling. Heck, no one slaps him. No one ever did. Well, just once but that does not count. Does it?

"How dare you even think like that after achieving all that you fought for?" She was seething with unmasked anger.

Heck, what is she angry about?

"How dare you even think about the prospect of you dying?"

His expressions soften to the point that her determination started to waver.

"How d-dare you call them crazy when its you being delusional?"

Ok, he lost her. She's angry that he called the murderers crazy?

"How d-dare you..." She turned to face the window, not letting Gale see her falling into pieces. For all she knew, Gale likes tough girls. She is such a wimp. No wonder she was never brought into the lime-light.

"Risa, I..." I, what? Am sorry? Was wrong? I am definitely not sorry and wrong?

"Drop it," she gave a huff enough to imply that the conversation was really in fact over.

His eyes trailed onto Risa (how much is that happening lately) to see that she wasn't there. Oh yeah, right. Only higher military officials.

"So, getting back to the main business, we are rather forced to take up safety measures," Paylor paused before moving on to the bombshell, "So, every personnel here will be assigned a personal bodyguard as of now who will be with you all times. No exceptions," she said this with a finality which Gale knew no objection would deter.

Gale fumed. Fumed the entire way and willed for the guy next to him to just shut up!

"And did you know what she did after that?"

Will knowing what she did will make you shut up?

"Yeah,"

"You do? It's crazy, isn't it? I mean how could she do that. When I first heard of it, I was..."

Apparently not.

"Look, you are nice and all. But you are here to do something. So do it and just go,"

"I can't go," Yohan nodded, "President Paylor has given me this unique opportunity to prove my worth," Unique opportunity? Prove his worth? Gale snickered which pretty much sounded like a snort.

"Look, your worth will be proved when I get in a good word for you. And for me to get in a good word for you, you will have to shut up. Can you do that Soldier?"

"Call me Yohan," he nodded.

"I won't," Gale answered briskly, focusing on the path ahead of them. If he could just speed up a

bit then...

"This is where you are going stay," Gale led Yohan into a room down the hall, "The bathroom's there and the kitchen and living room downstairs. If you need anything then don't call me. Help yourselves around,"

"Ok. Can just ask you something?" Gale was reluctant but eventually shrugged.

"Why is that you live in a house of six bedrooms?"

"None of your business," Gale answered briskly.

One hour. Just one hour and It had sent the young soldier looking about the second Hawthorne household for food.

Peeping from his room, he made his way towards the stairs, down the staircase and right up front to the kitchen.

Disappointment etched his features when he found nothing worth his while.

Some milk cartons (most of them were empty though) and a few vegetables to around. Scrunching his face in disgust, he leaned towards the decision of asking Gale to go shopping as soon as they were free.

Which was now, he thought.

Quickly, he rushed upstairs to find Gale, throwing open every door he came across, not knowing full well which one was his.

As soon as he reached the last one down the hallway (his being the first), he was confronted with a sight so revolting, he involuntarily gave a scream.

"Fuck," Gale muttered as he hastily pulled away from a brunette who looked ever bit as embarrassed as she should be.

Yohan started to back out slowly, permeable to the deathly glances Gale was throwing his way stuttering a quick "I am so sorry,".

Knowing nowhere else to go, he made his way back to the kitchen, helping himself to glass of water. He didn't see what he just saw, he kept on repeating as a mantra.

The brunette quickly scampered down the stairs and found herself out of the door, whilst throwing an exasperated glance his way.

He simply shrugged back, only to drop it when Gale came down with a very flustered look.

"What is wrong with you?" He said, arms failing on his sides, "Not one day and I am already regretting you having here,"

"Well, how was I suppose to know that you were...um...doing what you were d-doing?"

Gale made his way to the refrigerator and opened to get himself a milk carton.

"Well, why don't you start by telling me what you were doing, snooping around the house?"

"I was looking for something to eat," he replied gruffly, flinging himself on the soft sofa in his living room.

"And what made you think you did find some in my bedroom?" Gale turned to face him, cup in his hand, blowing at the steaming milk he had prepared.

"I just came to ask you if we could go shopping and get something?"

"Aren't you suppose to be my bodyguard or something?" Gale wondered out loud. If he were to be killed by some bunch of lunatics, what good it be than to be open in the market, right?

"Yeah but well, I figured. You are Gale Hawthorne!" Gale rolled his eyes at that.

"Thanks. I didn't know,"

"I mean," Yohan huffed, "who would try to kill you?"

If only, Gale pondered.

"By the way, who was that girl back then?" Yohan raised his eyebrow. Oh hell he shouldn't have asked that.

Just as Gale was about to have retort to that statement, the doorbell rang.

"Well," Gale pointed towards the door, "make yourself useful for once,"

The look Gale received from Yohan made it all worth it. Maybe he could force him to do some house chores for him? Clean the floor or the attic or stuff like that.

He could practically hear the amusement in Yohan's voice, when he figured it out that the voice he was talking to belong to a girl. Gale will never be able to live up to this. His reputation in the entire base is going down, down, down.

"Tell her to go away," he said it as loud as possible for the girl to hear. He could hear Yohan speak something and then again,

"She says she needs to talk to you. Says it's urgent,"

"Later," Gale shot back, drinking the entire drink in a gulp. He shouldn't have.

He coughed it right back up, choking, forcing for some damn air to fill his lungs. His face was sweating more than it should, for this one syllable from the girl got him in a twist. It didn't take him a jiffy to place that voice to the face of a merchant girl from his district.

"Gale?"

A/N:- This is it people. From here on, I will be writing in Madge's POV completely. If for the necessity of the third person's pov at any point in the plotline, you will see the face of it. But that's going to be like phoenix rare so... buh-bye uncomfortable writing!

I know this was a bit... ok, its not-a-bit fast paced, but its more like a filler chapter really. Tried to get as much humour as I could.

And Thankyou! Especially Azure Blue for reviewing every single chapter and helping me improve bit by bit! Love you! Love you all! \o/

Again, criticise, complain, doubts...I am open to all of it :)