The scream forms in my lower back and works its way up through my body and out of my mouth. The blood curdling sound echoes into the room and threatens to deafen me. I dash to the screen and press my hands to it, falling down onto my knees. I slam my fists into the concrete walls and lean my face into it. I continue to scream, letting the tears also fall from my eyes. My screams and sobs are so extreme that I think for a moment that I may suffocate, but then I remind myself that I shouldn't care. I continue until a small prick of pain enters my neck and my entire vision goes black.

I lay on the roof top as the soft sun fades into the horizon. The entire sky is filled with an array of breathtaking oranges. However, the brilliant colours in no way compare to the sight in front of me. I lay with my head in Katniss' lap. She is safe and here with me. We are on a roof top somewhere. Not in the training center though; it is much simpler here. The smell of hot chocolate rushes into my nose and I see Katniss take a sip of the steaming liquid. I can't imagine a more perfect moment.

"Will you stay with me?" I question, looking up into her grey eyes.

She gives me a small smile that is so filled with love and hope. She places a gentle kiss on my forehead, so I grab her hand and gently kiss it back.

"Always." She replies to me.

I feel her hands stroking my hair and softly pushing the strands away from my eyes.

"Peeta, it's okay. You can open your eyes." Another gentle voice is speaking to me. It is very pleasant and soft, but it does not belong to Katniss.

I realize now that I was only dreaming and desperately wish that I was not being awaken. It is so rare that my dreams are that beautiful. However, someone is indeed pushing my hair away from my face and her voice is awfully familiar.

I slowly open my eyes. I am expecting for bright lights to blind my vision but it does not happen. The room I am in is dark and perhaps even gloomier than before.

"Peeta, it's alright. You're in a bunker hospital. We are on a level five lock down." Prim is standing in front of me in her usual nursing attire. She places a cold white wash cloth onto my head after pushing away the hair from my face.

The area I am in is very simple. The walls, floor, and ceiling are all the same grey colour. There are no signs or posters on the wall. I am in a very small area that is sectioned off by curtains. It contains a small side table and my single bed. There are only a few places for Prim to walk around in.

"Katniss saved us all by warning us of the bombing. We were able to evacuate the entire District into these underground bunkers before the bombs hit." She explains, avoiding my eyes.

I instantly wonder where Katniss found out this information. There is a small part of me that feels glad because this proves that Katniss is truly on the rebel side, but is being forced to represent the Capitol.

Then I remember her blood splattering the floor and shut my eyes from the world again. I have no tears because I do not think I have any left in my body. I am to broken and to exhausted to cry.

"She saved everyone?" I ask weakly, even though Prim has just explained it to me.

"She did." She begins. "She gave us a huge lead on the evacuation plan."

"Prim. . . are you alright?" I ask, not wanting to repeat the same mistake I made with Gale.

Prim is silent for awhile. I can tell how hurt she is too. Her eyes seem dull and the ever present smile that always graces her lips, has faded.

"No... not really. I broke too. You are just the only patient I wanted to work with right now." I can see the tears in her eyes, despite the strong exterior she often tries to present. I force myself to sit up even though my body hurts and I open my arms to her. She walks straight into them and wraps her arms around my neck. I hold her tightly with one hand on her head, smoothing her hair as she breaks down into my shoulder.

"I'm here Prim, you have been so strong." I tell her reassuringly. "So much stronger than me; I don't know how you do it."

She separates herself from me and wipes her eyes.

"I just got very scared when they brought you here." She tells me.

I take her hands in mine. "Prim, you don't need to be worried about me."

"But I do Peeta!" She exclaims. "As long as you're alive, they will keep her alive. If you die, they will not have a problem taking her out too!"

I look at her with a confused expression. "Why do you say that Prim?"

"Because she is the best weapon they have against you. If they kill Katniss, they will not have anything left to hurt you with. They won't kill her as long as you're alive."

Suddenly, I flash back to the Quarter Quell, just after Katniss had been trapped within the jabberjay zone. I was holding her and trying to calm her down when Johanna Mason said something that I can only now truly comprehend. "They can't hurt me. I'm not like the rest of you. There's no one left I love."

I understand now that both Prim and Johanna are right. Snow can not afford to waste Katniss' life, especially now while the rebels cause so much havoc. He has killed my family, destroyed my home. Katniss is all he has left.

"So, what do you suppose they will do to her?" I ask.

Prim loses all aspects of a young girl when she speaks. She sounds so wise beyond her years. The innocent thirteen year old I once thought I new is now long gone.

"Whatever it takes to break you."

Thank you all for reading my story! I know this was a short chapter, but I have some major events coming up in the next ones! I hope you enjoyed Peeta and Prims little moment! Let me know what you thought of them in a review! Special shoutout to christyjosh4eva , ravenclawshadowhunter13 ,cchester1985 ,Luna Jade,pookieortega for taking the time to review my last few chapters! I'm sorry if you reviewed and were not included? Fanfic has been a little off with the reviews lately! Anyways follow me on twitter TributeGirlEm for updates and sneak peeks. Also check out my new Instragram, MakeupGirlEm , where I recreate tons of Katniss' makeup from the movies! I'll see you all next week, thanks again!XO