**Sorry this is short. The next will be longer. I am in the middle of exam week for my freshman year of college! Leave a comment, PM me let me know what you think!** :)

I took a deep breath when it occurred to me that this ball of fire was suspended. How was I supposed to kick it? I tried to look closely at it as the woman came closer and closer. I noticed that in the center was a solid black spherical shape. That must be what I had to kick. I felt Gale's grip tighten while Peeta's was loosening. What was happening?

I realized as the woman approached that she was simply going to drop it at my feet and I was supposed to magically catch on fire. I looked at the ground near my feet and saw a wet ring of what had to be oil. I heard Gale whisper in a husky voice "Don't worry about the dress, I helped create it so the bottom half will rip off easily." I swallowed hard. I generally preferred counting on my abilities and myself over others helping me. I nodded slightly not moving.

I could tell the audience was waiting with baited breath as the woman held the suspended ball in front of me, inches away. I could feel the heat. She looked me straight in the eyes, her black eyes boring holes in mine. I kept eye contact trying to look amused. A smile crept up on her crimson lips as she let go of the ball of fire.

Everything slowed down. It was as though time had almost stopped. I watched as the ball fell towards my feet, as Gale and Peeta grabbed the bottom of my dress and I became slightly aware of the fact that the dress was now past my knees The ball was inches from my feet when it dawned on me that if I kicked the ball of fire I would potentially kill innocent citizens from the Capitol. I could see the oil starting to catch when I leapt from the circle and chased Peeta and Gale off stage.

My breathing was heavy, as was Peeta's and Gale's. It was dark. We couldn't see anything but I felt Gale grab my hand and I grabbed Peeta's as we ran deeper and deeper into the darkness. I could vaguely hear guards chasing us but I was so wrapped up in running because that was all we could do.

After what seemed like forever we began walking and let go of each other's hands. Droplets of water fell from the ceiling hitting us on the head. I could hear rats screeching around our feet. Once my breathing got under control I asked, "Where are we?" "The tunnels." Peeta said, still trying to catch his breath. There were bits of light here and the there and I could see some shapes and color, mainly Peeta and Gale.

We walked for another three hours or so before we stopped, still inside the tunnel. "We should rest." Gale announced, and we sat down, on the wet, rat infested floor. Gale put his arm around me. "You did a good job out there." I could tell Peeta felt awkward but he took me away from Gale to begin with. "Thank you." I said back. "So did you." Gale held my face in his calloused hands, looking into my eyes as though he could see my soul. I hated when he did that. All it made me want to do was kiss him.

I leaned in and pressed my lips onto his. His warm mouth felt so natural and good like I was meant for him. I was slightly aware of Peeta but tried not to let him bother me, but Gale ended the kiss abruptly. "Sorry." He said to Peeta who was fixated on a boring rock he held in his hand. He didn't respond. We lay down on the uncomfortable ground to fall asleep. I didn't know what was going to happen tomorrow, all I knew was that Gale was safe. And he was mine. I reached over and interlaced my fingers with his. He opened his eyes slightly and smiled. I smiled back. If we were killed tomorrow it didn't matter. I was happy, Gale was happy and Peeta was asleep. Suddenly I heard pounding footsteps of what sounded like an army heading in our direction.