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9
Early in the morning when I woke up, Lestrade and I went out to look for supplies. We caught two rabbits, found some berries which seemed safe, and got fresh water. When we were walking back to the cave that we were still staying at, Greg and I heard a sound in the distance that echoed loudly.
"Sounds like rocks falling," Greg said.
"Yeah, I wonder where it's coming from," I replied. Then it clicked in my mind. "The cave!"
Next we were running.
"Sherlock! Sarah!" I shouted before finding the cave collapsed. "I'm here, calm down," Sherlock said, walking from the side of the cave with dust coating his hair.
"Where's Sarah?" Lestrade asked, trying to look around him for her.
Sherlock stared at me and I instantly knew what he meant. A canon fired.
"What happened?" Lestrade asked after a pause as he realised it was Sarah's canon.
"It must have been controlled, the rocks were too heavy for someone to push and even if they could, the whole cave wouldn't have collapsed."
"So how did you get out so quickly?" this voice wasn't me and it wasn't Greg. Everyone turned to where we were faced by Donovan.
Sherlock glanced at her then back to me. "I was near the exit anyway, as the cave came crashing down the force sent me forwards and out of the cave," he stated. His voice was quick and he didn't take his eyes off me for the whole time.
"Oh yes, I'm sure."
I found myself having a growing hate towards Donovan, but I also couldn't understand why she hadn't even attempted to kill Sherlock or any of the rest of us so far.
"You're not bothered about Anderson's death," Sherlock raised an eyebrow at her.
She looked at him with a harsh look on her face. "Freak."
"You were only together for sponsors; it would look good to an audience to have a love story. They would want you to stay alive, so would send things to make that happen while you were together." A sly smile was appearing on Sherlock's face as he spoke. "Clever!" Then he looked back at me.
"And you're here with us now because you want allies," my tone was a mix between questioning and stating, but when I looked at Sherlock he was nodding his head to confirm.
"Well?" Sally put up a strong tone, but her voice was starting to sound desperate now.
"I don't see why not," Lestrade smiled. He was clearly someone who liked helping others.
Sally smiled quickly then looked to the ground to avoid Sherlock and my eyes.
The next few hours were eventless. I wondered why nothing had happened and why the Capitol hadn't tried to do anything about it, but it wasn't a big complaint. Sally didn't have much use as an ally and certainly wasn't as good company as Sarah was. She definitely didn't like being in the presence of Sherlock, and made no effort to hide that. Sherlock didn't hide how much he didn't like being around her either. Surviving didn't seem all that difficult since we had fresh food and water supply from earlier in the morning. We cooked a rabbit when everyone was hungry, and shared it out between us to ration it so the other food was a backup source. We couldn't afford to take any chances in the arena.
A/N: sorry this chapter is so short, but my writing tends to be inconsistent in length so please do forgive that... big thank you to anyone actually reading this fic, it means so much to me. Reviews are very appreciated! X
