Alright guys, here it is. The last chapter. It's kind of short but there's not much left to say. I'm thinking about writing a sequel for this story but I want feedback about what you guys would think. Do you want a sequel or should I just leave it here? If I do choose to do a sequel, it might be awhile. I want to get it all written out before I continue with the next story and I'm starting college this August. Alright, read and weep, it's all over!

Rabat tells us later that they announced right after the tributes were sent in that there would be two Victors. President Snow had announced to the stunned audience that since there was double the number of tributes, there would be double the number of Victors. Two Games in one, rather than just doubling the tributes.

They had decided to surprise the tributes left alive at the end. I shudder when I think about if I had killed Haymitch before I knew about the change, so I don't think about it much.

The thought of going home sustains me through the final interviews and the train ride. Both pass in a blur that I can barely remember, so caught up am I in the relief that I am alive and going home.

Nightmares still plague my dreams, the fight between Haymitch and the girl from 1 now added in to the horrors that are featured. I wake up at night, muffling my screams as I did in the arena. I lay there until I am called to eat by Fifi, who was disappointed that we'd made it back alive.

Haymitch and I don't speak at all. We exchange meaningful looks all through the ceremonies and the train ride, but we don't speak. Both of us are just trying to forget, to put the Games behind us, and focus on our home in District 12.

When the train pulls into 12, I see our families waiting in the station. I run to my father immediately, launching myself into his arms. He hugs me tightly and then my mother, sister, and Joe want a turn. I delight in feeling their arms around me again, and I can see the joy in their eyes that I am home. I don't mention that Rose is not here.

The reporters at the station throw questions at us, but my father handles them easily, guiding us firmly from the station and to our new home in Victor's Village. My family will live there with me.

Haymitch's family and his girlfriend, Meg, follows in our wake. They enter the house directly across from Rabat, which is next to mine. Haymitch and I exchange a brief glance just before we're ushered into the different buildings.

No matter what happens in the future, I know that we have come to an understanding. We are the only people who understands how the other feels, who has experienced the Games. Not even my father will understand what I have been through as well as Haymitch can. And that ties us together.