Author's Note: See you at the bottom.

Disclaimer: I don't own the hunger games or its characters. All credit goes to Suzanne Collins. I don't own Safe haven. All credit goes to Nicholas Sparks.


Katniss's POV

I look around the room and see that I'm back in the house.

My heart beat quickens and I look for a window to try and escape but there is none.

"Hey," I hear his cold voice. I turn around and find him starting to walk towards me.

"Get away," I scurry to a corner.

"Now why would I do that?" He asks and quickly covers my mouth with his hand.

I bolt up and take deep breathes.

It's just a dream, Katniss. It was just a dream.

I wipe sweat from my fore head and glance at the clock. 12:53.

I get up and walk out the room. Everything's awfully quiet. Usually in the mornings, Peeta is cooking breakfast while listening to music, or he's watching T.V.

Why should I find it weird. He hasn't done any of this for the past week because of me. He's been keeping me company in the room while I was depressed.

I enter the kitchen and see that Peeta isn't there.

"Peeta?" I call.

No answer. He probably left to work.

He's working while I'm here at home. No, I'm not going to be one of those people.

I walk towards the bedroom, change into my uniform, and put on a fresh coat of make up. I grab my sweater but stop and think.

I examine my arms and see that they are healed enough to expose.

My eyes land on the finger prints on my wrist. They're still dark enough for everyone to see.

I put on the sweater and instantly get frustrated.

No, I'm not going to wear it. If I put on the sweater, it's like living with Gale. I'm going to be trapped until I get a chance to escape. It can't be that way anymore.

I take off the sweater, and throw it at the bed. I look in the mirror and smile slightly at my reflection for the first time in years.

..

As I walk towards the bakery, I notice a lot of guys glancing my way and it makes me uncomfortable.

I enter the bakery and head towards the back. I clock in and immediately start to wait tables.

..

"About time you showed up! Where have you and Peeta been!" Madge shouts.

"Uh- Erm-" I stutter.

"Having sex, what else." Glimmer gives me a cold look.

"No-" I shake my head.

"Stop it, Glimmer." Annie hisses at her.

"I'm just going back to work." I leave the back, only to bump into Peeta.

"Sorry- Hey! When did you get here?" He asks.

"Hours ago." I mumble trying to get around.

"Jessica, about last night, I'm really sorry." He apologizes.

"It's fine, it wasn't you , it was me." I reply.

I hear Glimmer in the back round saying,' I told you, so.'

"I have to get back to work." I try to go around him.

"Wait-" He begins.

"I have to go." I go past him and start attending new customers.

...

I go to clock out for the day, and I see Glimmer there standing with her hand on her hip.

"Hey," I greet in a small voice as I grab my card.

She gives me a tight smile, which I try to brush off.

I clock out and place my card back in its place.

"What are you doing in there Rambin? Lurking for dick?" Thresh jokes. I can't help the grin that crosses my face.

"Shut it." she snaps and starts to tap her foot.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Thresh," I say.

"Bye Jess," He says as I go.

Just as I'm about to walk out the bakery, I hear," Jessica!"

I turn around and find Peeta jogging over to me.

"Uh- Hi," I reply.

"Do you want to go to the carnival with me? As friends?" He asks, looking nervous.

"Um- I don't know, Peeta. There's a lot of people at those things," I shift from foot to foot.

"It'll be fun," He says.

If I say no, It'll be like letting Gale win me over. He has made me so guarded and paranoid.

"Ok, but I need to get changed first," I say.

"Great," He smiles," I'll pick you up in an hour!"

I give him a smile before I start walking towards the house.

..

I look once in the mirror.

I'm wearing a grey V-neck shirt, dark jeans, and a pair of old sneakers with my hair up in a high pony tail.

There's knocking on the front door.

"Coming!" I call. I walk to the front door and open it.

"Hi," Peeta greets. His hands are shoved into the pockets of his jeans.

"Hi," I smile.

"You ready?" He asks and I nod.

"Yeah," I close the door behind me.

...

The whole way to the carnival, we walk in a comfortable silence.

When we get there, my mouth opens in shock.

There's a bunch of people here.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Peeta asks.

"It's big," I reply, making him chuckle. The last time I went to a carnival was before the car- No, you're not going to think of that.

We enter through the entrance and Peeta turns to me and says," What do you want to do?"

"Uh- No, I don't do this stuff," I shake my head.

The truth is, I don't do this for fun.

"It'll be fun, we'll do anything you want to do." Peeta assures me.

"I don't know," I say and look around.

A kid gets off of a ride and starts throwing up in a trash can. Is this what fun is?

"I'm just going to go back-" I begin to walk away. I don't belong here.

"Hey, it's ok," Peeta grabs onto my wrist without the bruise," I'll buy us something to eat , while you think about what you want us to do."

"Peeta, I can't take your money," I shake my head.

"I invited you, so I pay," He says and intertwines our hands.

He pulls me towards a concession stand and says," What do you want?"

"I'm not hungry," I shake my head just as my stomach starts to growl really loud.

"Really?" He smirks.

"A pretzel, I guess," I murmur. I didn't eat breakfast or lunch.

"Go save us a seat, while I order," He tells me.

"Okay," I reply and go sit by the benches. He comes back seconds later with two Slurpee's, a pretzel, and cotton candy.

"Here," He slides a Slurpee, the pretzel and cotton candy over to me.

"This is too much," I say.

" Just enjoy it," He gives me a small smile.

..

After we finished the food, I suggested we walk around for a while.

"See anything you'd like to do?" He asks me.

"Not really," I reply.

"Here, why don't we try out with something simple and then work our way up?" He asks me.

"Okay," I agree.

He pays for tickets and leads us towards a fun house.

We walk in and I see that there's a lot of mirrors.

"Pe-" I begin but see his reflection on a mirror. He's very, very short.

I burst out laughing.

"What?" He asks in amusement. He turns around causing his neck to grow long in the mirror.

I laugh harder and hold my stomach because I'm laughing too hard.

He see's what I'm laughing about and joins me.

Fifteen minutes later, we exit the fun house laughing really hard.

When we've calmed down he says," Anything you want to do?"

I look around and see a stand with a bunch of stuffed animals. Prim and I would always race towards these stands whenever our parents would take us to the carnival. We wouldn't leave until we'd have at least one stuffed animal.

"Come on," Peeta pulls me towards the stand.

"Oh, no-" I begin but it's too late. We're ten feet away from the stand.

"How much for a round?" Peeta asks.

"Five dollars," The woman replies.

Peeta grabs his wallet but I stop him.

"No, let's go do something else," I say.

"We're doing this, you've been eyeing this stand for minutes," He says and takes out the five dollar bill and hands it to the woman.

"Thank you," she says and hands us three balls.

"You can play-" I tell Peeta and back away.

"Try it, It'll be fun," He encourages me.

"No I-I'm not really good at this," I start to stutter.

"I'll help you," He motions me over.

I slowly step towards him and he gives me a ball.

"First thing you want to do is stand towards your target," He says.

I do as he says.

"Now you stretch your arms in front of you like this," He says and shows me with his arms.

I start to turn red because his body is pressed against mine.

The woman starts to chuckle because she see's my discomfort.

"Jessica?" Peeta says.

"Huh?" I ask.

He chuckles and says," Were you paying attention?"

"Uh-" I star tot turn even more red.

"It's ok," He laughs and shows me how to do the next step.

He pulls away and says," Ok, try throwing it into the tub."

I nod and throw the ball the way he showed me. The ball flies and misses the tub.

I turn red in embarrassment.

"Just let your arms loose some more," He instructs.

I grab the ball and throw it again, doing it like he says and I miss again.

"You must be having fun with this," I start to get mad.

"I'll do it with you this time," He stands behind me grabbing the ball. We hold the ball together and then throw it.

The ball makes it in the tub earning a clap from the lady.

"Very well done, you are the first couple to have made a shot!" The woman cheers.

"Oh- we're not- we're not a thing- no- we're friends and-" I start to ramble.

"Oh, my apologies," She says and walks over to the stuffed animals," Which one would you like?"

"It was your shot Peeta, you chose," I say.

"We did it together," He points out.

"I did terrible, you did all the work," I reply.

He sees that I'm not going to give up on this and nods.

"I'll take the big one in the back," He points to the giant panda.

"Yes, sir," The woman replies and grabs it for him.

She hands it to him and he thanks her. He turns to me and gives me the panda.

"For you," He says.

"But-" I begin.

"Take it," He gives me a small smile.

"I don't know Peeta, you won and-" I begin.

"Just take it ,Jessica," He chuckles.

I grab it and wrap my arms around it.

"Thank you," I say and he nods.

"Let's go do something else," He grabs my hand and pulls me towards someplace else.

...

We've been in the carnival for hours now. We've ridden on rides and played more games.

So far, Peeta has won three stuffed animals, which he gave me against my will.

"Peeta, I think I have enough," I laugh.

"One more," He promises," It's the last one."

"One more," I tell him as he grabs the hammer.

"I'm going to get you that one," He points to the big monkey.

"Okay, Peeta," I shake my head with a small laugh.

"Good luck," the man in charge of the stand says," No one's been able to win it all day."

Peeta raises the hammer and gives me a wink, causing me to turn red.

He lowers the Hammer really fast causing a loud sound followed by a loud ,'ding.'

"Wha-" the man stares at Peeta in shock.

"Can I have my prize, please?" Peeta asks, making me laugh.

"Uh- ye- Yeah," He says and gives Peeta the monkey.

"Thank you," He replies and turns to me." I think I'll carry this one for you."

"Thanks," I chuckle.

We start to walk and he says," Want to take pictures?"

"I'm not much of a picture person," I say.

"It'll be fun," He sets the stuffed animals outside the booth. I do the same and we go inside. I notice how small the space is.

He puts two dollars inside the machine and the voice starts telling us the instructions.

"I don't know how to take pictures," I say as we sit down.

"Are you ticklish?" He asks.

"I don't know-" I begin but he starts to tickle me.

"P-P-P-eeta, stop!" I laugh and then there's a flash.

He quits tickling me and cracks a joke, making me laugh really hard.

When I catch my breath, I put two fingers behind his head , just like I used to do to prim.

There's another flash.

Someone sticks their head in the booth causing me to yell in shock and jump on Peeta.

I see that it's Finnick and he starts laughing.

I turn red when I realize the position I'm in. There's one last flash and it captures how red Peeta and I are, along with Finnick in laughter.

"Finnick, what are you doing here?" Peeta asks as we get out.

"Joining in on the fun," He replies," I heard laughing."

He turns to me and says," You have a nice laugh."

I turn red followed by a loud,' Awwww.'

I see that Annie is looking at the pictures.

"You guys look so cute," She gushes and shows Finnick.

" Well, we'll see you guys tomorrow, we were just heading home," Peeta says.

"Okay," Annie smiles and hands me the photos.

"I'll see you both tomorrow!" Finnick calls over his shoulder.

We grab the stuffed animals and start to walk towards the house.

On our way there, I accidentally drop one of my stuffed animals on someone's lawn.

I bend down to pick it up when I hear a loud screech," ARE YOU ON MY LAWN?"

"N-No, I accidentally dropped my-" I try to explain but she doesn't let me.

"HARRY, THE KIDS ARE BACK ON THE LAWN!" The woman screeches. Peeta picks up the stuffed animal and intertwines our hands. We take off running all the way to the house.

When we get there he quickly unlocks the door and we dash in.

He closes the door and locks it. We look at each other and burst out laughing.

When our laughter dies down we look at each other.

"I-Uh- here." I hand him the pictures.

"I get one and you get one," He splits the photo's in half. He has one copy and I have the other.

"Thank you," I reply and look up at him.

"It's no problem," He shrugs his shoulders.

"No, thank you for everything," I reply.

"Like, I said it's not problem." He replies.

"Well, I'm going to go get ready for bed," I reply and pick up my stuffed animals.

"I'll help you," He takes some from me. We go to the room I'm staying at and he leaves them on the bed.

"I'll just- I'll go," He walk out." Goodnight, Jessica."

"Goodnight, Peeta." I reply.

Just as he's about to close the door, I say," Peeta?"

"Yeah," He stops his actions.

I go up to him and say," I just wanted to say thank you for today. I had a lot of fun."

"Oh, it's really no- wait, really?" He asks, shocked.

"Yes." I reply.

"Wow- um- I mean-" He start to ramble.

I laugh and give him a kiss on the cheek as an instinct.

I pull back in shock. Why did I just do that?

"I- Uh- goodnight." I ramble and slam the door shut behind me.

What's wrong with me?


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