A/N: Hey readers, I'm back. Sorry for the delay, it's been kind of a crazy week. As always, I own nothing Hunger Games related. Enjoy!

It was the morning before I'd woken up after being pulled out of the arena that a Capitol spy dressed as a doctor found their way to me. They think this person reported back to Snow, which he used to hijack Peeta against the baby and me. Later on, they found a copy of the blood test that showed I was pregnant stolen.

I had thought it was bad enough Peeta was hijacked and convinced I would kill but to think of the baby…The baby! I think, as a cold chill runs through me. What if we can never undo the hijacking against Peeta? Will Peeta ever be able to spend time with his own child? I don't have much time to think though, as we stay busy in District 2.

I find myself longing for the old Peeta I knew. I miss his kindness, the warmness he had with people. I get updates every day, but none of them really give me much hope of anything. Haymitch unexpectedly gives me some when he tells me of Prim's idea to hijack him back.

I smile a little at the thought of my sister, of how she has grown so much. The next day Gale and Beetee arrive to help conquer the mountain. He tells that he saw Peeta yesterday, but all he could think is something selfish. That he'll never compete with Peeta, no matter how much pain he's in.

If Peeta doesn't get better, he says, I'll never be able to let it go. I nod, knowing it's true. I knew it in my first Games, where I knew if he died, I'd never be able to move on. I'd go on and live, but not really live. I'd still be waiting for him, trying everything I could to get him back.

Gale says I'd never feel right about being with him because of Peeta, much like how he could never be with me knowing I'll have Peeta's child. I come to accept what I'm sure the outcome will be, Peeta will never come back to me.

I'll finish here in Two, kill Snow and that will be it. I know now I have a child to think about too, but I don't know that I can do it alone. We spend the rest of the night in silence. The next day involves a meeting to plot out how to take over the entrances of Two's mountain, nicknamed the nut. Gale comes up with a plan to bomb the mountain in an avalanche like fashion.

Everyone shows different expression as they consider Gale's plan. Lyme, District 2's commander argues that the workers contained in the nut should have a chance to surrender. Gale doesn't want to allow it, he wants them all dead…I don't know what to make of it. Of course, part of me wants to seek vengeance on these people who are almost as bad as the Capitol.

But it is right to cause them all to die in this way? No air could enter the mountain and I'm sure chaos would ensue. I try to get Gale to reconsider, telling him doing this would be like causing a huge mining accident too snap him back to his senses.

I suit up in my mockingjay outfit to ready for the attack. I watch as the sides of the mountain roll down, trapping people inside. Haymitch's voice reaches me through the earpiece, I run inside to avoid an air attack the Capitol will try to give. I sit alone in silence for a few hours, trying to make sense of all that has just occurred.

I'm told I have to make a speech, of which Haymitch helps feed the lines of. They need me to help stop the fighting, surrender their forces. Just as I begin to speak, a young man inches his way up the steps where I'm standing. He holds a gun targeted up at me and asks one reason he shouldn't shoot me. All I manage to get out is "I can't."

I make an impromptu speech of how we're all the Capitol's slaves. I look up toward the screen, hoping to see that it's reached someone. Instead, I watch as I'm shot on television. Everything goes black.