Sorry I haven't updated in a while...end of the semester (you know how it is). Only two weeks to go and then I can write more Fanfiction. :) I will still update before then, just not sure when.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games or any of its characters.

Chapter 14

The next few days were difficult for Katniss. All she wanted was see Gale, but they were still performing tests on him to see if the surgery had worked. She used the training sessions outside to take her mind off of things. As she worked through the obstacle course, she could already feel that her body was getting back into shape. It wasn't as difficult as that first day when she could barely breathe.

She was just getting to the end of the circuit when she heard something in the air. She froze and listened more intently. The noise grew louder until she saw a few planes in the sky, Capitol planes. She heard the instructors blow their whistles and tell everyone to get down. Everyone, including Katniss, immediately obeyed. She wasn't sure why they were doing this, why they weren't running to the entrance of District 13. Maybe they wouldn't see them; their training clothes did blend in with their surroundings after all. Katniss remained still hoping that they would just fly over, that they wouldn't release any bombs or gunfire.

She positioned her face so she could still see the sky. The planes dropped lower in the sky before releasing some sort of mist. Katniss' mind went straight to the Quarter Quell and the fog in the jungle. Panic raged through her. She never wanted to experience that again. She brought her shirt up to cover her mouth and nose, hoping that would help some. The mist slowly settled down and she could feel it make contact with her exposed skin. There was no burning or discomfort. In fact, nothing bad seemed to happen at all. Everyone stood up, looking confused at what just happened. Katniss saw the instructors congregate and it looked like one was on a phone, maybe to tell Coin what had just happened.

The instructors called the trainees over to the entrance of the District 13. They announced that they weren't sure what just happened or what the Capitol's intent was in dropping the mist, but they were to be quarantined on a special floor for the next 48 hours. Katniss thought this ridiculous. They were fine.

They were taken to a separate entrance to reach the quarantined floor, which was only partially underground. Small windows lined the top few inches of the room. Obviously District 13 had prepared for something like this to happen. They were brought into a large hall. Katniss waited there for instructions. She felt someone tugging on her sleeve and looked over to find Johanna Mason.

"Come on, I got our room assignment." she said.

"What?" Katniss asked confused. Had she missed something?

"They told us to find someone to room with and then sign up at the desk."

"Oh."

"You feeling alright, Mockingjay?" she asked with a raised brow.

"Yes, I'm fine." Katniss said as she walked with her to their room.

It only took a few hours for Katniss to find out that she wasn't alright. In fact, no one that had been outside was alright. There was something in that mist, something that was making everyone sick, very sick. The symptoms started after a few hours. Katniss laid down in bed as the delirium took over. She felt herself fall in and out of consciousness, waking up covered in sweat. She couldn't do anything about it. She was too weak to move so she just laid there wishing that someone would come and take care of her. She wasn't sure if Coin had planed on having people come to their aid or just leave them there until the sickness wore off. She didn't even see anyone other that Johanna, who was currently passed out.

Katniss sat in the darkened room. The lack of light clearly told her it was nighttime. She wasn't sure about the exact time. It was too dark to see the clock that hung above the door. Suddenly, she saw the door open a sliver letting some light into the room. Someone was there. She watched the figure prop open the door before walking over to the lamp. He turned it on to the dimmest setting and then quickly went back to the door.

"Wait, don't leave." Katniss managed to choke out.

"I'm not." he said returning with large bowl. She immediately recognized the voice.

"Finnick? What are you doing here?" He walked over, sitting the bowl on her nightstand before he sat on the edge of her bed. She noticed he was wearing a mask that covered the lower half of his face.

"They were looking for volunteers to help take care of the infected, so here I am." he said. He took a washcloth from the bowl of water and ringed it out. He then swept it over Katniss' face, removing the sweat. "I heard what happened…about the planes."

"I thought it was going to be like the fog in the Quell." she told him. She could see him shudder when she mentioned the fog. That must still haunt him as well. "What did they do to us Finnick? Do you know?"

"Some sort of biological warfare." he mutters. "I guess they hoped that you would spread it to the other residents of District 13 and that it would kill us all off."

"But why would they that? Why not just bomb us?" she asked him.

"I thought about that too. Bombing us would be too quick, too easy. President Snow obviously wants us to suffer." he said with anger. He placed the washcloth back and the bowl and then used the back of his hand to feel her forehead. "Katniss you're burning up."

"I am?" she asked confused. If anything she felt a little cold. She felt Finnick remove her covers, bringing on even more coldness.

"You're soaked in sweat. How long have you been like this?"

"Finnick, I don't even know long I've been here." she said through the haze that was setting in. She watched him disappear from view and could hear the drawers open and close. Within a minute, he was back on her bed. He pulled her up off the bed so that she was in sitting position. She felt unsteady sitting up by herself. She braced onto his shoulders with her hands to provide her with support. He quickly peeled the sweat-ridden clothes from her top half until her upper body was naked. She felt so bad that she didn't even care that Finnick could see her exposed breasts. She was just thankful that someone was there to take care of her. He reached over the bowl and wiped the sweat from her body starting with her back. She leaned her head against his shoulder. Sitting up for so long was making her dizzy. When he was done her back, he then moved to her arms.

"Katniss, I need to do your front." he said. She wasn't sure if he was telling her or asking for her permission so she groaned "Mmm-hmm" to let him know she understood. He dipped the washcloth once more before pulling her away from him as he wiped down her chest and stomach. He then took the clean shirt and carefully helped her into it. She was surprised when she felt him lift her off the bed and slowly eased her onto the ground. He laid her down on a pillow that magically appeared.

"Finnick, what?" she asked confused.

"Your sheets are soaked too. I'll have to change them as well. After I am done with you." he said. Katniss could then feel him removing her pants. He left her underwear on until he was done wiping the sweat from her legs. He nimbly removed her underwear, replacing it with the new pair from the bed. He then put on a pair of shorts. "I'll be right back. I need to get some new bedding." he told her. Katniss waited on the floor for him, hoping he would return soon. Within a matter of minutes, Finnick was back in the room, stripping off her old sheets and pillowcase and replacing them with fresh ones. After her bed was made, he lifted her from the ground and tucked her under the covers.

"Finnick, stay with me." she said placing her hand on his arm. "Just until I fall asleep." Finnick laid beside her on top of the covers. Katniss curled up next to him so that their bodies were touching. It felt nice to have someone there. It brought comfort to her. She closed her eyes and felt herself slowly drifting off.

Katniss woke up the next morning to the sound of an annoyed Johanna.

"Stop it." she shouted at Finnick.

"I'm just trying to help." Finnick protested.

"I don't need your help." she muttered as she turned away from him.

"Fine." Finnick said, giving up. He then walked over to Katniss' bed once he saw she was awake.

"How are you?" he asked brushing the damp strands from her face.

"Still bad." she told him.

"Are you hungry?"

"No."

"If I get you something, will you eat it?"

"I'll try." she answered. Maybe some food will help with the weakness she was experiencing. It had probably been days since she last ate anything. He left and returned with some crackers, two bowls of soup, and two glasses of water. He rested one bowl on the table by Johanna and told her it was there since she wouldn't let him help her. He then propped Katniss against the wall with the pillow resting against her back. As soon as she took a sip of soup, her face scrunched up.

"I can't." she groaned.

"Here, try a cracker." he said holding a square cracker up to her mouth. She took a small bite and chewed slowly. She didn't like that either. Her appetite was completely gone. "Katniss, please finish this. You need to eat something." he murmured. She could hear the worry in his voice. She did as he said and slowly ate the cracker, pausing for sips of water in between. When she was finished, Finnick helped her lay down and she felt herself slowly drifting off again. Katniss woke up hours later. It was now evening and the sun had already set. Now that winter had set in, the sky was dark by 5 o'clock. She felt even worse then she had before.

"Finnick." she called out, hoping he was still in the room. She wondered how many other people he had to take care of. She called out his name again but there was no answer. She needed him, or someone. She didn't want to be alone. She slowly sat up and turned her body so her feet were on the floor. She tried standing but that proved to be impossible as she fell to the ground. She still was not ready to give up. Katniss pulled her body to the door, and pulled herself up enough to reach the handle. She continued pulling herself in the hall calling out his name. She paused for a few minutes to take a break. She had over exerted herself. She then felt the clanging of metal hitting the floor and footsteps rushing towards her.

"Katniss!" Finnick called out as he wrapped his arms around her. "What on earth are you doing?" he asked with fear in his voice.

"I had to find you."

"I was just going to get you and Johanna dinner. Never leave your room like that again, do you understand?" She nodded her head. Finnick lifted her from the ground and carried her to her bed. Katniss could see that Johanna was now awake and eating a cracker from earlier.

"Finnick, I don't feel good." Katniss said clutching her stomach. He located a trashcan from the corner of the room and placed it beside her bed.

"Trashcan is here if you need to use it. Maybe if you lie down, you'll feel better." he said. He helped Katniss lie down on her side, just in case. With in minutes, Katniss could feel the vomit traveling up to her mouth. She leaned over just in time hurl into the trashcan. Finnick rushed over to her and rubbed her back as she continued to vomit into the can. When it stopped, Finnick wiped her face clean.

"Gross Mockingjay. I'm trying to eat here." Johanna sputtered. Minutes later, Johanna found herself throwing up, only she didn't have a place for it to go. The throw up ended up covering her bedding and herself. Finnick could not help but laugh causing Johanna to glare at him.

"It's not funny Odair." she said. Finnick pulled back her covers and lifted her out of bed.

"I'll be back, gotta take her to the shower." Finnick told Katniss before leaving the room. Finnick return shirtless and started to carefully roll up her bedding. He left the room with the soiled bedding and returned with a new shirt and new sheets and blankets. He made Johanna's bed, and grabbed some clothes from Johanna's drawers before leaving yet again. He came back with Johanna in his arm, clean and clothed, and tucked her into bed. Katniss could have been mistaken but she could have sworn that she heard Johanna thank him. That was a first.

"I feel like I'm dying." Johanna groaned. Katniss could see Finnick tense up when she said that.

"Finnick…are we dying?" Katniss asked him. He remained silent. "Finnick, what's going on?"

"Katniss…" he trailed off.

"Just tell us." Johanna said.

"Yes you are…kind of. They are trying to work on a cure for whatever this is."

"And if the don't?" Katniss asked. She watched as Finnick held his head in his hands.

"Then you'll die." he choked out.

"Finnick, if I die…" Katniss started.

"—You're not going to die. Neither of you are, do you understand? I won't let that happen." he shouted in frustration. "They will find a cure and you will get better." Once he finished speaking he left the room, slamming the door as he went.

"Well that's reassuring." Johanna said with sarcasm.

Katniss couldn't help but wonder what Coin was doing to fix this, if she even cared. With the way things have been going Coin might actually welcome a quick fix to get rid of her. Then Coin wouldn't have to compete with her. Katniss laid in bed, hoping that there were still people that were on her side, people that would make sure that she and everyone else in her training group would make it through this.

So I wrote this chapter because I felt that the Capitol would have to retaliate after the bombings caused by District 13 (they figured out it was District 13). I decided to go in a different route than in Mockingjay by using biological warfare (seems like something the Capitol/Snow would do). What do you think about the change?

Also, I know you are all waiting for the Galeniss and I promise it will happen in the next few chapters, so please be patient (don't worry, it will be worth the wait). :)