Hello everyone! I hope you enjoy this update, I will be posting again soon! I am actually working on a few things I wrote a Haymitch one shot about how he feels about always watching people die in the games and in the revolution. That will be called "There's a Grief that Cant Be Spoken". I am actually posting that right after this chapter so please check it out! Then I have another story called "I Guess It's Death Or Forever" about Peeta having to be victor alone and try to keep Katniss who has never been in the games out of the spotlight. I wrote a few chapters for that but the storyline was different and I have to change it slightly before I put it on. I'll keep you posted about that! And I know I keep saying it but please review! It means the world to me and I would really appreciate it if you did review! Sadly this story is winding down, but once it ends I'd be happy to write a short sequel to it If anyone is interested! Let me know! Enjoy chapter 14!

Chapter 14: The Final Note

I wake up to the forest breeze in my hair which has been undone from its normal braid. I see the clouds in the sky and a mockingjay flying overhead. I look to the wonderful man next to me. I smile and gently sit up, trying not to wake him. We must have fallen asleep in the meadow last night, because I didn't choose to sleep in dandelions. I don't mind though, who could? Who could when you've just agreed to be with the most amazing man for the rest of your life? I can't believe that I did agree. I thought that there would surely be a war inside me, debating and deciding did I make the right choice. Oddly enough, there is no war. When I think about it, it just makes me smile and brings a warm sensation in the pit of my chest. I gently lean down and plant a simple kiss on his lips. His eyes flutter but they don't open, his lips just reach out for mine, and I gladly let them. He opens his eyes and his crystal blue ones gaze back into my grey ones with such love I only hope that mine show the same. Just as he is about to speak, we hear the familiar chime of the clock in town. It chimes ten times. We slept till ten? I jump up and look around.

"Katniss, it's fine. Your mother probably sent Prim out earlier to see if we were here. My family doesn't care so whenever I show up is fine. Just sit down, I want to enjoy the day with my fiancée," he says. I can't help but smile when he calls me that. I am his fiancée. I have a fiancée. I think my dad would be proud of me taking the leap of faith into a life of love. I sit back down next to him and hold his knee.

"Peeta, they care about you. I bet they are worried about you right now. I bet Prim ran down to the bakery to tell your father where you were." I smile at him and he nods knowing I won't let him think he is unloved. We then hear someone coming and look to see a peacekeeper coming through the Seam. He man spots us and comes over.

"Have you been given the note?" He asks in the most monotone voice I have every heard. "No we have not," Peeta says. The man hands him the note and walks away to the other houses. We exchange a look and he hands me the note. I don't even have to k to know what he wants. He wants me to read it first because he knows this is the last one, and if it reads Gale's death he won't be able to take it. I carefully oven the envelope and read the single line printed on it.

Gale Hawthorne: Victor

I can only say one thing in this moment, "Peeta, he did it." We both smile and embrace each other, no other words can be, or need to be said. Our friend just made it home alive from the Capitol. They will be doing his interviews now probably, and should be home in a day or two. We are so blissfully happy that its crazy. He is coming home, and we are getting married. That's when it sinks in for me, we have to face him again. He was mad at us when he left, why wouldn't he still be. Maybe the fact that me made it home to all he loves will brighten his mood. I look to the blonde boy in front of me and see that the same realization is hitting him to.

Gale won the games, now we have to win him back.

Two days later we are standing at the train station. Peeta grips my hand and we give each other smiles of encouragement. We've never had to deal with someone who just got out of hell. We are so nervous to see him it's maddening. It should be a moment of pure joy like it is for Hazel and the rest of the Hawthorne's. As soon as the train pulls in Peeta let's go of my hand and sticks his in his pockets.

"Peeta, come on. There is no reason to be self conscious. He will have to accept it, wouldn't you accept it if you were in his place?"

"That's the difference, I should be in his place. I was called you should be greeting me home. Not him, I just can't take it." He turns to me and rests his head on my shoulder. I hold him and whisper soothing words to him, reminding him that Gale choose to do this for him. He did it because he loved him like any one of his brothers. It was something he felt he had to do. Now it's time to help him get back to normal. Then I just stay quiet and just rub circles on his back. Then we hear the doors open up and out stumbles Haymitch, then Gale walks out. The crowd cheers and the cameras flash. He doesn't look too deep into the crowd that he can see us. He just waits for the cameras to stop, and waits for the people to leave. He embraces his family and then he sees us. He sees his best friend holding hands with his other best friend. He walks right to us and stops. We say nothing, and he says nothing. Then I can't take it and I let go of Peeta's hand and I hug him. It takes him a minute before he hugs me back. As I jump away I say "Gale, thank god your home." Then he turns to Peeta, they exchange eye contact for a minute then they both hug each other. We promise to meet him the next day at his new victors village house to catch up. He walks away with his family, thank god they are all together again. Hopefully the three of us will be all happy and together again too.