Disclaimer: I do not own Hunger Games. It belongs to Suzanne Collins and her publishers. This is entertainment only. No profit is made from the use of the characters and plot.

A/N: Again scenes from the book are in this chapter but some are flipped around and I've completely changed once. It flows better with my story. I hope you enjoy!

We don't move from the campsite. Beetee can't be moved yet and Wiress is far beyond being helped. Johanna and I take the watch together. I don't trust her to not kill each of us in our sleep. I sit with the arrows Finnick collect from the monkey attack and clean the blood from them.

"What happened to Mags?" Johanna ask, breaking the silence.

"The fog, I could carry her any longer due to the toxins and Finnick had Peeta. She kissed him goodbye and walked into the fog to her death." I tell her. I don't look up from my arrows but she keeps talking. I roll my eyes. I really don't want to talk to her.

"She mentored Finnick, you know." She said, with disdain. I hadn't known that. She rubs it in even more by telling me that he saw her as family.

"Why did you bring them?" I ask, nodding back to the campsite.

"I told you brainless. I brought them for you. Haymitch said to be your ally I had to bring them to you. You told him so." She says. I actually hadn't said that but I play along. What are you doing Haymitch?

"Yeah, thanks."

"Whatever." She says, her voice laced with loathing.

"Tick,tock." I hear to my left. I turn and see Wiress has woke up and sits on her hands and knees staring into the jungle.

"Oh great! I'm tired, deal with that will you?" She says and walks off to sleep next to Finnick. I pull Wiress to lie in front of me and I rub her arm. She wanders in and out of sleep, muttering the same two words over and over again. I repeat them back and tell her to go back to sleep. The sun is directly over us telling me its noon. I watch as the lightning from last night returns in the same place. Someone must have triggered an attack. I smile as I feel the fluttering inside me again and place my hand over it.

"Tick, tock." Wiress says. I look down and she's staring at the lightning, hand pointed to it. Last night the lightning came after the bells tolled. 12 times, like the justice building on New Years indicating midnight.

"Midnight!" I say and stand up to get a good look at the wheel. I point to each of the spokes leading from the cornucopia to the jungle around the water. Lightning, blood, fog, monkeys. The attacks happen in different part of the wheel, in their own wedge of a pie. I turn to spokes to the left to where the wave came from. That happened a couple of hours ago. Ten I think.

"Tick, tock." Wiress says again as the lightning ends and the sound of the rain begins. My eyes widen and I grab Wiress by the wrists.

"Tick, tock, tick tock!" I repeat back. It's a clock! The spokes on the wheel split the jungle into twelve equal wedges. One wedge for each hour, each hour a different horror. I can almost see the invisible hands of the clock ticking away, bringing the attacks on us. I run to the others and yell at them to wake up.

"Get up, we need to go!" I say, shaking Peeta awake. I explain the clock to them and they are convinced, except Johanna but she agree we need to move. Wiress has fallen back asleep and go to shake her awake. She wakes with panic.

"Tick tock!"

"Yes, yes tick tock. You figured it out! It's a clock!" I tell her. She smiles at me in relief. I take her by the hand and lead her to the rest of the group. She points to the lightning.

"Midnight."

"It starts at midnight." I say then stop. I've heard that before. Plutarch Heavensbee said it to me as he showed me his watch. His watch lit up with a brief image of a mockingjay. Was he giving me some sort of clue? But why? At that time I was a possible mentor not a tribute. I shake my head and I go back to the rest of the group. Peeta is trying to get Beetee up and moving but he refuses saying something about wire. Johanna scoffs and rolls her eyes.

"Here." She says and picks up the cylinder Beetee had come with. "This is how he got that cut. He wrestled it from the cornucopia. It's useless. Unless he garrots someone but I hardly see that happening." She says and Peeta takes it.

"He won his games with wire. It's his best weapon." Peeta says and hands it to Beetee. I look at Johanna and her ignorance of the wire makes my distrust of her deepen.

"I figured you knew that, since you did nickname him Volts." I tell her. Her eyes narrow at me.

"Well that's stupid of me. I guess I was too preoccupied about getting them here alive that it slipped my mind." She says, taking a step toward me. "While you were doing what exactly? Oh right, getting Mags killed." She says. I grip the knife at my belt and her eyes flicker to it.

"Dare you. Pregnant or not, I'll tear out that pretty little neck out." I release my knife. I can't kill her yet, but it's just a matter of time.

We decide to head back to the Cornucopia to get a better grip on the idea of the clock. It's the safest place to avoid the attacks in the jungle and surrounding beach. I'm thankful I'm not alone. Last year that's what drove me crazy the most. I had to do everything alone but this year the load is somewhat lifted. But I know that this little group has to die for my family to survive. I'm hoping that if it comes down to just me and Peeta they will realize they can't kill a pregnant girl just for the games and we both come out alive. But I know if it comes to just the two of us, Peeta will commit suicide to save me and the baby. I can't let that happen. I look at our mismatched alliance and think. Beetee and Wiress will find some way to get killed on their own, Johanna I don't mind taking down, but Finnick, I can't kill him. Not with what we've been through. He saved Peeta; I owe him my own life. I know it's cold but what I hope for is a run in with the Careers. I shake the thought; I'll worry about that when the time comes. I just need to get Peeta alone and talk.

We cautiously walk on the narrow strip of sand to the cornucopia, weapons drawn. For all we know, we are walking straight into a bloodbath. I am anxious to see what's been left of the weapons. We can't sell ourselves short on defense due to having a woman whose went off the deep end and a wounded old man. As we reach the horn, Johanna's eyes practically light up. She's almost as giddy as Prim was when I brought home Lady. She picks up a fairly good sized axe and I find it odd that's what she chooses. That is until she deftly throws it and it sticks in to the cornucopia. Oh right, she's from 7. She's probably been throwing around axes since she learned to stand on her own two feet. I see this as another reason why District 12 tributes always die first. We don't train for anything except going into the mines and then it's not until we're eighteen. I can't think about that anymore. I hear Peeta tell Wiress to clean Beetee wire for him and she gladly accepts and goes about doing so as she sings a song about a clock. Peeta laughs, shaking his head at the mad woman.

"She's smart to have figured it out." He says.

"No she's intuitive. Like one of your mine canary." Beetee says.

"A what?"

"A canary. It's a bird they take into the mine to signal bad air." I tell him.

"Does it die?"

"Stops singing first but if it's too bad yes it dies and so do you." I tell him. I think about how easy Snow could just kill Gale. A tiny slip up in the mine and he's blown to bits. I go back to going through the weapons and see that Peeta has crouched over something he's drawn in the sand. I go to him and see he's drawn a diagram of the arena.

"The tail points to 12." We say together and then I help him add in the gamemaker attacks in the appropriate sections. As we do this I notice that our little song bird has stopped singing. I quickly load my bow and look up to find Gloss behind Wiress, her throat slit. I sink an arrow into his temple and quickly reload as I do Johanna sinks her ax into Cashmere's chest and Finnick is stabbed my Enobaria as he tries to deflect a spear from Brutus. I run after the two remaining careers who are sprinting away when the ground rumbles and all I see is a blur of green jungle. I grip at the sand, desperately trying to hold on. The momentum of the spin makes me vomit again, but I have no idea where it has gone. I just wish this would stop already. When it finally stops and I gain my balance I pull myself to my feet. Thankfully most of my group has stayed on the island but Beetee is in the water keeping afloat with his belt. Finnick gets him and I remember that freaking wire. It means a lot to him and who am I to take it away. I spot Wiress' body and grudgingly swim out for it. I have only a few seconds because I see the hovercraft coming for her. I pry the cylinder from her hand, probably breaking a few bones in the process and swim with all I have to get away before she's scooped up into the sky.

"Let's get out of here." Johanna says and I couldn't agree more. We try to get our bearing but with the spinning we have no idea where we are. So we pick a path and hope for the best. Beetee sits on the ground, running the thin almost hair like wire in his hand. Peeta volunteers to tap a tree but Finnick insits he go and I go as back up. Peeta wants to go but Johanna makes him stay to draw another diagram. Great they are separating us to kill us. I grip my bow tightly in my hands, loaded and ready to take him down if he so much as breathes the wrong way.

We walk into the jungle and Finnick find a tree and goes about hacking away at it with my knife before placing the spile. That's when I hear it. I think I'm hearing things but I stand frozen in horror. Suddenly I run, screaming. I'm running as fast as I can to the sound that's beckoning for my help.

"Mommy! Mommy!" I hear. But where is she? I know it's her but I don't know how. The cries get louder and louder as I run. I stop looking on the ground, anything to indicate the sound of my child screaming for me. I look up and see a black bird perched on a branch and know what's happening. A jabberjay. It's beak is open, the sounds of the child coming from it.

"Katniss!" I hear Finnick say and I drop to my knees, hands folded over my belly, protecting my baby.

"Are you okay?" he asks. I shake my head no, tears falling down my cheeks.

"It was the baby. I heard her screaming for me but I couldn't reach her." I sob.

"Katniss, your baby is right here." He says, placing his hand over mine.

"He can't take her. She's safe." He says. I can only think, for now. The moment is over as he goes rigid and runs off after another sound fills the jungle.

"Annie!" he screams. I stand up, running after him.

"It's not real! It's not real!" I scream and catch him.

"Lets get out of here!" he says, and we run for the beach. As we run Prims screams fill my ears. I know it's not her but it takes Finnick's grip on my arm to keep me from running to it. We see our group standing at the edge not moving and we find out very quickly why they didn't help. We run right into an invisible wall, thankfully my shoulder took most of it but Finnick's nose is gushing. We are trapped until it over. Hundreds of birds flocks to the trees, each group chorusing the tortured screams of our loved ones. I fall to the ground, pulling my legs to my chest and cover my ears. I only know it's over when I fell Peeta's arms around me.

"They had her Peeta. They had the baby. I don't know how but they had her!" I tell him. He kisses my lips and places his hand on my stomach.

"They don't have her. You can feel her, Katniss. Relax and feel her." He says. I calm in his arms and sure enough I feel my little butterfly. I close my eyes, breathing deeply as I let the little flutters behind my hand calm me. Right now this is all I need.