Author's note: So, yay for mini-chapters! I just kinda felt like writing. I hope you guys all really enjoy it. Please review. I'll give you a cookie! :D Ha ha. Jaykay. :3 I'll give you a chapter from Dylan's sexy POV. Happy reading and may the odds be ever in your favor. :D

-Blay

No.

No.

Surely that can't be it.

Can it?

I thought everyone was happy with the new government.

Surely they were.

Were they?

I'm so utterly confused I don't know what to do.

I'm terrified.

There can't be another rebellion. There just can't be.

I try and take deep breaths and focus.

What can the other options be?

I can't think of anything.

I try and relax. I focus on the good things.

I have my mother and father.

I have Aspen and Haymitch.

I have Finnick and Annie.

I have Dylan.

Dylan.

I need to talk to him.

I get up and walk into his room.

I take a deep breath and knock on his door.

Almost instantly the door opens and he smiles.

But, when I don't return the smile, he frowns. "Is there something wrong." He asks. Backing away from the door and indicating for me to come in.

"I don't know." I tell him, I really don't. I just need to tell someone. "I heard mom on the phone earlier, there was all this talk of 'huge disasters' and 'not alarming people' and I don't know what's going on, but I'm worried its.." I say trailing off, putting my head in my hands.

"Rebellion." Dylan says quietly.

He never ceases to amaze me.

I nod my head feebly, putting my head in my hands.

And comes and sits next to me silently.

We don't say anything. We just sit. Trying to let everything sink in.

Dylan rises suddenly and says, "I'll be back."

I'm about to say, no, you can't leave!

But he kisses me and is out of his room before I have time to recover.

I have a sinking feeling about all of this.