"Uh you can sleep in my room" Peeta says as he shows me the last room of his house. I walk in and see a huge bed with dark blue covers, there are lamps on bedside tables either side of the bed and a door which i'm guessing leads to his cupboard.

"But where will you sleep?" I ask looking around. "I can take the couch" he says as though it's nothing. "Don't be silly, I can sleep on the couch; I've been sleeping on much worse for over a year" I point out. "Yeah but you don't deserve that, all the more reason for you to have a good sleep" he says as he takes my bag from me and sets it on the bed. I sigh, giving up as I can't be bothered arguing with him right now.

"Do you want to take a shower?" He asks and I nod slowly "uh sure" I say as he motions for me to follow him. "Uh here's a towel" he says handing me a big folded, fluffy towel. "I supposed you want some clean clothes?" He asks and then turns and walks out of the bathroom before I can answer him.

He returns with a pair of his pyjama pants, a jacket and one of his t-shirts. "I'm sorry this is all I have at the moment, but I can put your clothes through the washing machine if you like?" He says and I nod uncomfortably as I take the clothes from his outstretched hands. "Thank you" I whisper and he nods his head once before turning and shutting the door as he leaves me alone.

I slowly strip down out of my clothes and turn towards the shower. I've only ever had a few showers in my life. Before I went to the orphanage we couldn't afford a shower, we had to boil water and rinse off in a large tin bucket. When Prim and I went to the orphanage we only got to have a shower every now and again if the old bathtubs were full with children, which wasn't very often.

I slowly turn on the hot tap until it is just nice when I put my hand under the flowing water. I step under the warm spray and immediatly sigh outloud at how nice the water feels running down my body.

I stand in there for what feels like hours until I hear a knock at the door. "Katniss are you ok in there?" I hear Peeta's voice call out worridly. "Yeah i'm fine" I call out before shutting off the water. I use the towel to dry myself and then pull on Peeta's clothes which, I hate to admitt, are extremely comfy. I quickly braid my hair back before scooping the pile of old clothes off the bathroom floor.

I walk out and place my old clothes on Peeta's bed and then pull the sleeves of the jacket down around my hands as I trudge down the stairs to where I can hear Peeta in what must be the kitchen. I can't help but notice how relaxed and clean I feel after the shower, how much of a difference it made.

I walk into the kitchen and can smell the most delicious thing cooking, I see Peeta with his back to me as he stirs a pot on the stove. "Hey" I say quietly as I sit down on the edge of one of the bar stools. Peeta turns around, his cheeks are flushed and he smiles brightly at me. "Does that feel better?" He asks and I nod silently as I pull the jacket tighter around me. "Are you hungry?" He asks gesturing to the steaming pot.

"Alittle" I murmur with a shrug of my shoulders and he nods before turning around and dishing out two bowls of what looks like stew. He sets one infront of me with a spoon while he takes the seat next to me at the counter. "Are you ok?" He asks and I nod as I take a spoon of the stew and I almost moan at how good it tastes. "What is it?" I ask Peeta.

"Lamb stew. Have you ever had it before?" He asks and I shake my head "I haven't even had lamb before" I say. Lamb was a luxury we could never afford. Peeta looks at me with shock for a moment before smiling widely at me "well now you have" he beams and I can't help the small smile that flitters across my face.

After dinner Peeta insists on cleaning up the dishes. "You go pick out a movie or something we can watch" he says and I sigh as I give up. I trudge into where he pointed the living room was and see a shelf full of dvds. I gaze at them all unknowingly. I've never watched a movie before so I don't know what's good or not.

I eventually see one titled Robin Hood and I pull that one out of it's spot of the shelf. I know absolutely nothing about it but I decide to watch this one anyway. May as well start somewhere.

"Did you pick one out?" Peeta asks as he comes into the livingroom. I hold up the dvd and he smiles widely "great pick" he comments as he takes it out of my hands and sets up the television. I sit awakwardly on the edge of the couch as Peeta sits next to me. "Don't be shy, make yourself at home" he says and I scoot back and bend my legs underneith me.

The movie starts and I can't help but think how good it is, even though I have nothing to compare it to. Eventually somewhere near the end of the movie I am falling asleep on Peeta's shoulder, lulled by his sweet scent of dill and vanilla.

I wake up later on when everything is still dark. I sit up from where I was laying on Peeta's shoulder and see that he has fallen asleep also. The dvd menu is playing over and over on repeat and the whole place is eerily quiet other than the sound of the tv.

I suddenly realise that this is the first time, other than with peeta last night, that I have ever slept without any nightmares or waking up. I can't even be bother getting up from the couch and walking up to the bed Peeta lent me so I lay back on the couch and close my eyes as I drift off to sleep again.

When I wake up next the first thing I notice is the room is bright with daylight, the second thing is that the house is completely silent and I am alone. And the last thing I notice is a small ripped piece of paper with scrawled handing along it.

Katniss,

I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you when you wake up but I had to get to work as it is monday. If you should need me I'll be at the town school. I will get home as soon as I can but I have an important errand to run after school before I come home, its nothing you need to worry about at this point in time. Help yourself to anything you want in the house and I'll be home tonight.

Have fun,

Peeta

But the thing that catches me off guard is that one small sentence. 'It's nothing you need to worry about at this point in time.'

That is what makes me think, what is it that Peeta is doing, that he doesn't exactly want me to know about yet?"