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THE LAST CHAPTER WAS CHANGED AROUND A BIT. IF YOU WANT THE PEETA AND CATO FIGHT, GO BACK ONE. THANK YOU; COME AGAIN.

Gale decides that it's our turn to go to his house again.

His mother's going to make us something to eat.

We don't refuse.

I think this is sweet and I'm happy that we don't have to worry about food for today. Hazelle's always been nice. Instead, I just worry about Katniss. What if someone finds her in the pile of leaves that she's in? Shes a sitting duck.

I'm just a worried sister back home, I realize. I guess that it's normal for someone, especially family, to be worried. I want to do something for my sister while she's fighting. Anything. But nothing comes to mind of what I could do.

We make it to Gale's house where Hazelle has made some type of stew. It's good, but I cant tell what kind it is. Its a mix of things. Rory and I sit over to the side in silence, until he clears his throat and speaks up.

"I think Katniss is doing a great job in games." He says shyly.

I nod with a mouthful of stew. "That's Katniss. She tries hard in anything she wants to do well in."

"Think she'll come home?" He asks. He sounds like he's worried too.

I give him a look and smile at him. I'm not sure if it's fake or real. "Yeah. I do. She's got this far already. There's only ten tributes left."

"Less than half!" He enthusiastically says.

I laugh. "Less than half."

My sister has survived at least half of a games. Then again, they could just be starting.

This thought makes my palms sweaty and makes my anxiety rise. I'm anxious for when they'll start tonight.

"Your mom looks like she's taking it pretty well." He says. By now I can tell that he's just trying to make conversation and make the awkward silence an awkward conversation. I don't mind, however. I do want to talk with Rory.

I nod and look at my mom. She's smiling, talking to Gale's mother. She's acting as if Katniss isn't in the arena. I'm sure she's trying to forget that she is so her emotions won't show. But I tell Rory I think she's doing well too. I know she's not really.

Finally, the seal shows on their TV and we gather around it. I sit beside Hazelle and Rory.

The cameras show, of course, the careers. They're walking around the arena, I'm sure searching for my sister and Peeta. After dropping a tracker jacker nest on them, they can't be very happy with her. Cato's saying horrible things, but I try hard to block it out.

I heard some if though.

"I'm going to kill her."
"That bitch."
"She killed Glimmer and Ariel!"
"She's getting it, alright."
"How did she get an eleven anyway? I'm sure I did better than she wishes she did."

Eventually the careers, in their path of searching the arena, run into the district three boy. He looks scared to death, caught in their path. They move forward to kill him, and he yells. He runs, but trips. On his back, looking up at Cato with his sword and Clove with a smirk, he starts talking. He's telling them all he can do, how he won't betray them and that he can watch their supplies. He asks to be allies. For some odd reason and after some discussion, they agree. I don't think this is smart, especially after Peeta just betrayed them, but I'm not the one in the games.

While they're searching in the woods where my sister is somewhere sleeping away, Lacey comes back and takes some more food. I realize that she's very smart. If Katniss doesn't win, Lacey could be the victor of these games. She's brilliant, sneaky and resourceful.

"I think I might do something like that." Rory says.

I nod. "I think I would if I could. I don't to be in the games, though."

"Katniss wouldn't let you anywhere near the arena." Rory says.

"I wouldn't either." Mom says.

I can't help but to laugh. It's nice to know that I'm loved by my sister and mother. I knew this already, the day my sister took my place.

Lacey leaves and the careers with the district 3 boy return to the cornucopia eventually. They don't notice what she's taken. That makes me happy for some odd reason. Rue stays in the tree, watching.

The district 3 boy gets immediately put to work. He starts digging out the mines from below the metal plates.

"Brilliant." Says Gale, speaking what we all are thinking. That's never bee done before in any games. I'm not sure just anyone could think of doing that, and then actually do it. It takes skills - skills district three has.

That's why they decided to be allies with the boy.

He takes the mines and buries them again near the cornucopia, putting them in random places he must know where are. He tells the rest of the careers where they are, and Cato looks happy. He's pleased with what this boy, Ian, has done.

All of Panem is.

The cameras finally switch to Peeta. His leg is completely red, and he's washing out the wound near the river. He starts to take the mud from the bed of it and putting it all over himself. Eventually, he's completely camoflauged but for his eyes. when he lays down, you can't tell he's there.

"That's not good for that cut..." Mom speaks aloud.

I was thinking that too. It could get infected with all of the dirt. If it's infected enough, he could die. I at least want Peeta to come home safely if my sister can't.

"He should've put a bandage on it... It would keep it clean." Hazelle says.

"More clean than laying in mud." I pitch in.

"Most people are smart enough to know better than that." Gale says bitterly.

I have to agree. But I don't want to.

The careers continue to search for prey. Night starts to fall, and my sister still is asleep in her pile of leaves. Marvel, the district one boy, starts to complain about being cold, about walking so much and about not finding anything.

Cato gets fed up and starts yelling at him to shut up and to be a team player. I try not to listen, but my ears catch a few words that children shouldn't know just yet. What do they teach these kids in District two?

Clove calms Cato down with soothing words, and eventually he's stopped yelling.

Rue, still watching them, can't help but to laugh. Thankfully though, only the cameras hear and see her.

I smile. Little Rue is doing really well and she's gotten really far.

Everyone settles in for the night and the seal shows.

Mom and I head back home after saying goodbye and thank you. It's pretty dark, but we know our way. We reach our small house and both fall asleep in mom's bed. I end up falling asleep with Buttercup in my arms and a smile on my face.

For another day, Katniss is safe.

I cling to that though.

The bangs on the door wakes me up.

Mom pulls the door open, letting the light flood through. She's squinting with messy hair, so I assume that she's just woken up too. I cover my eyes with the blankets, wondering who could be here so early. Buttercup hisses.

I hear the accent before the words, and I know immediately these people are from the Capitol.

"Ma'am, we need to have a word with you," is all they say.

I wake up immediately and sit up in bed.

Those words can't mean anything good.