Christina's (Number Ten) POV

I know I've reached out to the two love birds. I really hate to interrupt their romantic moment, but One and Two have made contact and Ella's in trouble.

I'm on the phone with Blake, he's frantic. He called me an hour ago in a panic. He said that Ella had collapsed and she's having a seizure like crazy. He tried to wake her, but she's thrashing too much for him to help her.

"Her eyes are rolling back into her head!" he says, giving me a minute by minute of what's happening. I reached out to the others, but I'm not sure if they've heard me. "She's burning up!"

"Stay calm!" I say. "Just make sure she doesn't hit her head"

I hear a knock at my window. I lift the latch and Nine comes climbing into the room with Adam right behind him.

"What's wrong?" Nine asks.

"Ella's in some kind of fit!" I say breathlessly.

"Is she alright?" he asks.

"Would I have called you if she wasn't?!" I bark in frustration. "Sorry..."

"Let me talk to him." Adam says and I hand him the phone.

"Blake?" He says into the mouthpiece.

I start pacing back in forth. Where are the others? I stare out the window, waiting for Three, Five. I pace by the door, waiting for Six's invisible grasp. I knew Marina and Eight were going to be awhile, it took a few minutes for me to get in touch with them. I really hate to interrupt their moments, but Ella is in pain and could be in danger.

Where are you?! I scream into my head, my patience and worry hitting over drive.

I hear a knock at the door. I open it, expecting to find Six's long raven hair and maybe John's blonde hair, instead I look into the tired eyes of Antonio.

"Is everything alright?" he mumbles, looking at his feet. "I heard the commotion! I just wanted to warn you not to wake our mentor, he's fighting one of the worst hang overs ever and he might not want the noise "

"I really don't care about him, my sister has collapsed and is...having a seizure!"

"Oh my g...Is she in the hospital?"

"No, my...boyfriend is with her, but he can't get a hold of her and he doesn't want to hurt her."

"Boyfriend?" I can hear the surprise in his voice. I read in his mind, he was hoping I was single. I like him, but only as a friend and potential ally.

"Where are your parents?"

"They died long time ago" I say quickly. I feel kind of bad that I have to lie to Antonio, he's a nice guy and he's the kind of person who wants you to be honest with him. "I raise my sister with my boyfriend."

I can tell that Antonio is trying to look over my shoulder. I know what he's going to ask next, how did Nine and Adam get into the room without him seeing them? I'm trying to think of a logical answer, when Six and John come through, fortunately visibly.

"Is she alright?" John asks, hardly noticing the unfamiliar presence in the room.

"No, Adam's on the phone with her" I explain.

"What about the..." Six pauses, seeing Antonio. "Others...my sister and best friend, have they called?"

"Yeah..." I answer, thinking of quick names for One and Two. "Maggie and Holly called before Blake called me"

"What did they have to say?" Six asks, pressing the issue a little too far. I shake my head telling her it can wait.

Suddenly, there's a tap at the window.

No! I groan, Three is here, what a perfect way to blow our cover in front of Antonio.

Don't come in just yet! I yell into my head at Three.

Thinking quickly I grab Antonio and turn him away from the window.

"Can you keep watch?" I ask quickly. He's extremely confused. If we're all from different districts, how would we know each other and why are we working together? Do we have some kind of weird alliance? I don't have the patience nor the time to straighten him out. "Can you keep watch for our mentor, make sure he doesn't come knocking, this... is..."

Antonio pats my shoulder. "I'll do my best." he says before yawning and walking outside.

Once the door is shut, Three climbs through the window.

"Holy crap that was close!" I squeak, combing my fingers through my matted hair. I reach out Eight and Marina, telling them to come through door because Antonio's awake.

I rush to the others, wanting an update from Adam.

"Any change?" I ask. We're all pretty much hovering over Adam, waiting for anything to come through about Ella.

"She won't stop shaking" Adam answers. "It's like she's having the worst bad dream ever."

I listen carefully, I can hear Blake's frantic breathing and Ella's tortured screams through the mouth piece. I begin pacing, frantic and tired.

"How the hell are we going to help Ella?!" Nine says, pacing like me, except on the ceiling. "We're trapped here, this is why we shouldn't have listened to Frodo, attack when we can! Now Ella's gonna pay for our..."

"That's enough Nine!" John barks. I always rely on John to bring the tempers down, he's the most level headed of all of us and I admire him for it.

"Do you think we should get in touch with Maggie and Holly?" Three asks. "Maybe they can help Ella?"

"How?! How!" I squeak "This is happening inside her head, we can't control it, you know that Three"

"Three has a point!" Adam says. "We're basically stuck here until the games start."

"Not exactly." I say.

"What do you mean?" Nine asks.

I point to the door, Eight and Marina walk through, barely trying to hide the fact that they are both soaking wet.

"What happened to you?" Six says, with a hint of suspicion in her voice. Not that she can really judge, before we came to Panem, she had seriously hooked up with Sam and she tried to keep it under wraps.

Both of them turn a bright red, it was basically implied what they were doing. I try to ignore their thoughts, but it's not always easy to do so. They had managed to walk around the city and ended up in a park, where...stuff went down. That is until I sent my urgent message.

I decide to keep their session under wraps and I change the subject.

"Shouldn't we be worrying about Ella?" I ask.

"Yeah..." Marina says, trying to cover her embarrassment. She runs up to Adam and grabs the phone.

"How is she?"

No change

Eight drifts into the background, but I can tell Nine seriously wants to get Eight alone for the details.

I decide we need to get One and Two over to District Ten in order for someone to at least provide protection to our unconscious Garde and my boyfriend. I push out of the group and towards the door. I open the door and I see Antonio on the floor feigning sleep.

"Hey!" I say quietly to him to wake him up.

He snorts and looks up at me.

"Yeah?" He yawns

"Thanks for keeping watch, can I borrow your phone in your room?"

"Uh...sure..."

I rush off before he can ask anymore questions. I burst into his room and rush to his phone. I dial the number that One gave me. As far as I know, they were in District 2, but specifically, One bought a burner phone from some drug store in Russia, untraceable and easily disposable. I'm just praying that the Capitol does not restrict cell phone calls. To my relief, One grabs it on the first ring.

"Hello?" she asks.

"Guess Who?" I say into the phone.

"Hey, how are you guys?"

"I wish we all were."

"Is Adam okay?" The first Loric and Mogadorian coupling.

"He's fine, it's Ella"

"Oh gawd, what happened?" she asks.

I can hear a lot of noise and traffic in the background, mean they are somewhere in what I think is the city of D3 which works with what we are about to talk about. I explain the situation briefly and quieter so whoever is listening in, which is okay, because One has awesome hearing like Nine.

"Oh God, we'll head there as soon as possible." One says.

"Make a few stops first." I say. "Go to the ocean (D4) for Sarah, by the transit (D5) for Mark, and the factory (D8) for Sam and then go you know where to go."

"Why?"

"I just don't trust that the Capitol will leave them alone. We just need everyone to be together for safety reasons." I explain.

"That's a good idea..." One trails off.

"Can I talk to Maggie?" I ask.

"Sure." I hear the phone being handed off.

"Hello?"

"Hey, how are you?"

"I'm okay... What's wrong?"

"Ella's collapsed."

"Is she okay?!"

"We don't know. We need you to get to her? Holly has the instructions of what to do next. By the way any change?"

"The same, nothing interesting or new"

"That sucks."

"Don't I know it."

"Okay, I have to go back to the others. Talk to you soon."

"Bye"

I slam the phone down and shift from one foot to the other. I brush my bangs out of my face and hustle across the carpeted floor. I guess I didn't notice before, but Antonio has the TV on, casting dull light. I look up and see the ugly face of President Snow in front of me, giving some monologue on how the Capitol is just and fair by establishing the Hunger Games.

Homicidal Maniac I hiss to myself. When we do face him, I want my chance to rip some of his perfectly trimmed beard out and shove it in his face. I'd also like to crush that cheap little lapel rose he wears and shove it down his throat!

I turn it off with my mind and go back towards my room. Antonio is practically snoring on the floor.

"Antonio..." I whisper, nudging him slightly. He rolls uncomfortably and just goes back to sleep. I figure there's no point in waking him now. At least he won't worry about anything else and hopefully won't see anything else weird. I'm praying that anything he might've seen was based on his lack of sleep.

At least he'll be able to sleep. I envy him. For us, in the middle of the war and us worrying about one of our own, no one is going to sleep peacefully tonight.