A/N: I am so sorry for not uploading last week. I notified I wasn't going to upload last week in my about page. I have had an insane amount of homework these last two weeks. I promised two chapters for today, and I'm hopefully going to finish and upload the next chapter after lessons. I am so sorry!

Also a big thank you to all of you who have favorite, followed, or reviewed this story!

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, places, or quotes. These belong to Eric Kripke and Suzanne Collins.

The show began with an introduction by the host, Caesar Flickerman. He tells some jokes to warm up the audience. Loud, bright music played as the first tribute from District 1 stepped up to the stage. His interview goes well, and so does the female tribute's. Then Michael steps onto the stage with a smile and a wave to the audience.

"So Michael," the host said, "that was a very impressive score you received. For those of you who don't know Michael received a score of 10, one of the highest scores."

"Thank you sir." Michael replied.

"What is going to be your main strategy in the games?"

"To kill everyone before they can kill me."

Both of them as well as the audience laughed.

"Are you going to win for anyone?"

Michael paused before answering, "For myself and my father."

The audience grew quiet as the host nodded his head.

"Very honorable. Very nice."

A buzzer goes off signaling that the interview is over.

"Michael from District 2!" Caesar exclaims getting up with Michael. The audience erupts in applause as Michael gets off the stage and the other tribute from District 12 gets on.

As the tributes go through their interviews I see how helpful Caesar truly is. He turns lame jokes into funny ones, weak responses into unforgettable ones.

The Districts go by and eventually Jo is on the stage. She is wearing a green dress, and her charming personality captures the audience.

I wipe my sweaty palms on my trousers. The three-minute interviews are passing by, and then it is my turn. I get up, and an avox leads me to the entrance. I walk out and nod at the audience.

"Hello Dean." Caesar says.

"Hello Mr. Flickerman," I say holding out my hand as Charlie taught me to.

He shakes it and we both sit down.

"Well, well, well Dean. You have earned an incredible score. A score of 10 nonetheless. You tied right up there with Michael from District 12. Do you mind sharing what you did?"

"I'm afraid that's a secret Caesar."

"Not even a little hint?"

"I don't think I'm allowed to." I reply.

"Alright then Dean. What have you enjoyed most about the Capitol so far?"

"Probably the food," I answered honestly. "The pie and the hamburgers are amazing."

The audience laughs and Caesar replies, "So they are!"

"Now Dean tell us. You volunteered for your brother Sam. Why?"

I gulp and sigh. I knew he was going to ask this, but I would never be truly ready to answer.

"I love my brother more than anything. I can't let him go into the games. I'd die for him."

The audience reacts emotionally. Pained expressions and sighs are all I see and hear. Some of them even reach to get their brightly colored handkerchiefs.

"I told him I would try to win for him though. I'm not going to give up."

"And you shouldn't." Caesar said, "Now, everyone here wants to know what the relationship between yourself and Castiel is."

The entire mood of the audience changes. Someone yells, "Hashtag Destiel!"

I had two thoughts: oh no and what is a hashtag?

"Uh… we're just friends…"

"Are you sure?" Caesar asked.

"Yes." I said a little more gruffly than I should have. Caesar was just joking around, and the audience wants to know these things.

"Alright-" Casear was cut off by a buzz! "Dean from District 12 everyone!" The audience applauded once more.

"Last but not least, Castiel!"

I exited the stage opposite of where Castiel entered, and I saw Charlie waiting for me.

"Great job!" She said. "I didn't know that he was going to ask about you and Castiel. I mean it's all everyone is talking about."

I sighed, "So they think we're romantically involved?"

"Yes, or they're hoping you are."

"Oh."

There was no television in the section we were in so I had no idea what was happening. Eventually I heard a buzz, and Castiel exited.

"Hi Castiel," Charlie said, but Castiel rushed right past her without saying anything.

A/N: Here is Chapter 11. I uploaded this on the same day as Chapter 10, so if you haven't read that I suggest you do so.

Thank you to all of you who have favorite, followed, or reviewed this story!

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, places, or quotes. These belong to Eric Kripke and Suzanne Collins.

"What do you think happened to him?" I asked.

"Something happened in his interview." Charlie replied, "And we need to figure out what. Let's go up to our floor and we can watch what happened."

We ran over to the elevator and got inside. Once we reached our floor rushed out.

"We should go to my room in case Castiel might hear us." Charlie suggested.

We went into her room, and she turned the television on. The interviews were still playing, so she fast forwarded to the end of my interview.

I watched Castiel walk on the stage. He shook hands with Caesar just like we were taught.

"Now Castiel, you had an impressive score. Do you have any allies going into the games?"

"No." Castiel responded blandly.

"Well not everyone needs allies. Being a lone wolf has its own benefits." The host said. "Do you have anyone back at home you're going to win for?"

"No." Castiel said once more.

The interview was not going well.

Someone from the back shouts "Destiel!" once again, and the audience looks expectantly at Caesar. Caesar asks how Castiel likes the Capitol. "I enjoy the food like Dean."

"You like Dean?" Someone shouted.

"Ok everyone, I'm the one asking questions here." Caesar said. The audience gets out of hand with Castiel, of all people.

"What are some of your favorite foods?" Caesar asked.

"I enjoy the orange chicken I had on my first day here." Castiel replied.

"Good choice, I like that a lot too!" Caesar stated. "How did you feel at the opening ceremony?"

"I thought I was going to burn alive or fall out of the chariot." The camera cut to Gabriel who was chuckling.

"Gabriel has designed some very nice clothing hasn't he? He has two handsome boys to model them too. You know Castiel I'm sure you make all the girl's back at home go crazy. Is there anyone who you fancy?"

"Well… there is one…" Castiel began but was cut off by a buzzer.

The Capitol people went crazy.

"No! You have to let him answer!" A feminine voice shouted.

"Is it Dean? Who is it?" A male voice asked.

"Castiel from District 12 everyone!" There was no applause. Just people screaming about getting the answer to the last question.

Caesar muttered something to Castiel, and Castiel left the stage hurriedly.

"Why are people so keen on Castiel and me?" I asked Charlie.

"Well there has been a problem about gay rights and all that in the Capitol, and you are one of the only tributes who are the same gender, and part of the hand holding at the beginning. They want you to be their little rebellion, their representation. A lot of people also want you two together because others do. It's catching on, but they always do this with couples, such as the two from District 1 last year."

"Wow." Is all I manage to say.

"The Capitol is full of crazy people." Charlie responds.

"I should probably go talk to him." I tell her. She nods and I leave her room. I was surprised to see Castiel sitting in the main room eating some orange chicken.

"Hey Castiel."

"Hello," he responds.

"Why'd you leave us so early? Was it because of the audience? The audience was stupid. Don't let them get to you. Your interview went fine." I tell him.

"I only left early because Caesar said it was my best interest to get here as soon as possible." Castiel responded, and then took another bite of his food.

"Oh. You're not upset or anything?" I asked.

"The only thing I'm upset about is that tomorrow might be my last day alive." Castiel muttered.

"Yeah, I'm upset about that too. Nothing we can really do about it except do our best to survive." I replied.

"Yeah." He answered. "We just have to survive."

A/N: Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed!