A/N: Wooh! Twice in two days! I'm feeling good, especially after I haven't updated in forever.

Book: Catching Fire

Scene: After the beach scene. I Imagine Peeta and Finnick talked

Pages: None. Technically, this only exists in my head.

Point of View: Peeta

I sat next to Finnick, watching the trees like I had been before. We are quiet until Finnick says, "What were you and Katniss doing?"

I feel my cheeks heat up a little. No one has ever asked either of us that question even though we're supposed to be madly in love. I don't know how to react.

"Uh… Nothing."

Finnick chuckles. "Sure, Peeta. But I didn't mean that. I meant what were you talking about that made her kiss you like that?"

I sigh. Finnick's too observant for our own good. Nothing get's past him.

"I tried to convince her she had to live through this," I tell him, studying the sand. "I tried to tell her that no one would really miss me if I died, but she has a family that's dependent on her. I'm dependent on her. If she dies, I'll have nothing to live for."

Finnick stares out over the water. He seems to be thinking about my words. Finally, he says, "What'd she say?"

I trace my finger randomly in the sand, not really paying attention to what I'm doodling. "She got this anguished look in her eyes, then she said, "I do. I need you." Then she kissed me. Finnick, she's never kissed me like that before. It was like she was hungry and couldn't get enough, and the more we kissed, the harder we tried to consume each other."

Finnick raises an eyebrow at my word usage. I shove him a little. "Not like that. Have you ever felt like the more you get of something, the more you have to have of it?"

He nods. "I imagine that's how people with addictions feel."

"Like the morphlings," I say, "That's how this kiss felt." I grip my blond hair, eyes closing in pain and confusion. I whisper, "I didn't think she loved me. I thought it was an act. It was an act. But the way she's been acting lately, the force field, that kiss… I don't know what to think anymore, Finnick."

Finnick pats me sympathetically on the shoulder. We lapse back into silence.

His voice breaks the silence. "I've been watching you both for a while now, Peeta. And the way she watches you, the way she looks at you, the way she reacts when things happen to you… It all makes me think she's really in love with you."

I open my mouth to point out that she has to do that for the cameras. But he holds up a hand to stop me and continues. "No. Let me finish. She does it when there're no cameras around, too. She did it during training, the carriage ride through the capital. I was teasing her before we started, and she barely paid me any attention. Because she was watching you. Even if she doesn't know it yet, I truly think she loves you, Peeta."

I take this in for a while. Did Katniss love me? Maybe. My chest filled with hope, but I didn't let it get out of hand. No sense being crushed again when it turned out not to be true.

"Maybe you're right."

A/N: So? What'd'ya think?

Next will be… Yeah, I don't know. I made a mental list last night of all the scenes I wanted to do but… I can't remember any of them now. So, it'll be a surprise for all of us!