I stood in the shower for what felt like hours, trying to wake myself up and piece the night before back together from the broken bits I could recall.

Katniss' speech.

Annie tying knots.

The floor of the dining room.

Annie.

I cursed at myself silently trying to give myself some slack and not hate myself for my actions...but it wasn't working. I felt ill and I don't know that the hot water was helping. I heard a banging at the door. A steady pounding that I wasn't sure wasn't coming from my head. I shut off the water to listen for it again.

I groggily stepped from the shower and pulled pants on, stumbling as I did. I splashed cold water on my face to wake up and come too. It helped. A little.

I made it to the door and slowly opened it before it came flying open on me. Johanna had burst her way into my room and plowed right by me, damn near knocking me over on the way.

"Johanna..." I attempted to greet her, but she interrupted me.

"Shut the door, Finnick."

I watched her intently as she sat a big bag down on the table in my dining room. I pushed the door closed and locked it.

"You feel like shit?"

She turned to face me. I nodded yes.

"You don't look so hot either."

She chuckled, but it was an angry chuckle. She was beyond angry.

"Johanna, what's going on?"

She turned from me and unzipped her bag, pulling a long stemmed glass from it. The ones from the party. She held it out to me. I walked towards her and took it, curiously furrowing my brow.

"I took it from the dining room last night. It's the one you had. Look at it Finnick..."

I held it up in the light, not sure what I was looking at. Then I realized a hazy, white dusty film around it. I ran my finger over it and it brushed off on to my skin. I studied it closer and then realized that Johanna was pulling several others out of her bag, sitting them on the table.

"Poison?" I asked her as I moved towards the table to look at the others.

"Are you dead, dumbass? No it's not poison. It's a drug. I don't know what exactly but a drug."

I held it up again and felt my stomach turn. We'd been drugged. But why? And by who? In all my years of being a Capitol slave I had been warned to never take a drink from a stranger. Mags would remind me constantly. Cashmere had been drugged once and then abused for an entire weekend by a steady stream of men. She never got over it. And neither did I.

"Everyone was drugged?" I asked again, trying to make some kind of sense.

"Not everyone. These glasses were passed out just to the fucking tributes."

I felt my head spin again.

Plutarch.

"Why...I don't understand..."

Johanna was on the verge of tears. Shaking. I sat the glass down and tried to ignore how my own hands were trembling. I turned her to face me, my hands on her shoulders.

"Hey, it's ok. Look at me. We will figure this out..."

I was trying to assure myself, too. I felt sick. Betrayed. And to see Johanna crack only made it worse.

"Are we never going to be safe, Finnick? Who did this? I don't understand. I knew something was wrong. Fucking stupid I should have known."

I pulled her into a hug and wondered all those same things. My jaw clenched as I remember Plutarch seeking Katniss and I out. Could he have known? And if not him, then who? Then I thought back to Johanna's words. Just the tributes.

Annie.

I pulled back from her and looked at the glasses, counting them.

"Annie...did they drug Annie."

Johanna straightened herself up and adjusted her coat. She didn't look at me.

"I don't think so. She was with me when they passed them out. She turned it down...I...I had hers, too..."

Johanna cried softly.

"Haymitch, Finn. I had sex with fucking Haymitch. I should have known when I saw you and Katniss. It wasn't right."

Katniss. She would need to know. For more reasons than one. Johanna was putting the glasses back in her bag. I thought quickly.

"Let's quietly assemble the tributes. Spread the word. Meet here in two hours. Tell no one else. I'll run one of those glasses to a medic and ask them to run the traces of powder. But until we talk...don't trust anyone else. Understood?"

Johanna nodded at my instruction. I hastily grabbed a shirt and shoes and took Johanna's bag. I tossed her an extra key to my suite.

"Stay here with me until we know it's safe. Gather everyone. Quickly." I patted her shoulder as I hurried out of my suite. We had no time to waste in figuring out what was going on.

I flung my coat on and Johanna's bag across my back as well and took off on running feet towards the mansion. I found myself suddenly suspicious of everyone I passed and made eye contact with none of them. I looked up briefly and the window of Katniss' home and saw Annie in the window. I knew she saw me but I didn't linger, I just kept running. I hoped Johanna would get to her soon.

The more I ran the weaker I felt but I pushed through it, taking the elevator to the basement as I arrived at the mansion, silently hoping I'd find Beetee there.

The lab was empty when I arrived and I looked around aimlessly wondering what to do. I watched the empty observation room where Annie had been and wondered for a moment if she may have been safer there.

Suddenly an Avox entered the room across from me and I approached her. She smiled and nodded and I scanned the room before opening the bag.

"I need you to do me a favor. But I need you to promise not to tell anyone I was here."

I was speaking quickly and quietly and she nodded at me assuredly. I pulled out a glass and held it up, she studied it immediately.

"I need you to get this to the lab and have them figure out what this film is."

She nodded again and took it from me, immediately crossing to a cabinet and grabbing gloves and an evidence bag. She sat it inside the bag and closed it.

"Thank you. Please...tell no one. If anyone asks you aren't sure where it came from. If...Plutarch asks, if he comes here...you found it in the street. Understand? I'll be back to check with you when I can."

She nodded again and almost bowed reverently as she walked off with it and I immediately hoped I had done the right thing. I closed up the rest of the bag and slung in back over my shoulder as I made my way back to the elevator.

As the door opened, I saw Beetee. I sighed in relief.

"Finnick what are you doing down here?"

I pushed into the elevator and pushed the button to take us both back up.

"You need to come with me, Beetee. I can't explain why."

Beetee stared at me in confusion and then reached to stop the elevator. Not to reverse it. Just to stop it. I suddenly felt unsure of myself.

"Finnick, maybe you should come with me for a moment."

I tightened my grip on the bag and backed from him.

"What's in the bag, Finnick?"

My gut was telling me not to trust him and I held tight to the bag and lied.

"Just clothes."

He knew I was lying but let it go as I pushed the button to continue our ascent to the ground. We rode in silence as Beetee stared at me. He knew. Somehow he knew.

"Did you enjoy the festivities last night?" I asked him, trying to make small talk.

He didn't answer, just stared at me flatly. The door opened and I slid through it before it was even fully ajar. I ran from the mansion and headed quickly back to my suite. I noticed Annie was no longer in the window and silently prayed that she had already made her way to our home.

I was exhausted by the time I returned and was glad to see that Johanna had managed to round up the rest of the victors. I caught her eye across the room and walked toward her, carefully setting her bag down.

"Any luck?" She asked, scanning the room behind me to see if anyone was listening in.

"I left one of the glasses with an Avox medic there. She's testing it. I'll go back later. I think she's safe. But...did you talk to Beetee?"

Johanna's eyes widened and then darkened, she could tell from my tone why I was asking.

"No...I couldn't reach him..."

"Good. I think he might have something to do with whatever the hell is going on."

Johanna looked over my shoulder and nodded, alerting me that someone was coming.

It was Katniss. I swallowed hard, images of the night before flooding me. Her cheeks turned pink, too. I stepped forward to meet her.

"Finnick, what is going on..."

I took her by the arm.

"I don't know, but we are going to find out. Are you...alright?"

She inhaled sharply a few times and nodded yes, not making eye contact with me. She moved to sit on one of the couches in my living area where everyone else had assembled. I saw Annie sitting across from her, staring around blanket and confused. I moved quickly and sat by her. She turned towards me greatfully.

"Annie. Are you alright? Were you sick last night?"

"No, Finnick. I wasn't. Were you?" She subtly moved into my side and I welcomed it. She was actually turning to me for help. And suddenly I felt the sting of how much I had betrayed her, whether she knew it or not.

"I was, Annie. I'm...I'm sorry."

She smiled coyly.

"Sorry for being sick? That's silly. Oh...I have something for you..." Annie reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of the black cord from the night before. She had untied the constrictor knot. I smiled broadly and twisted it in my hands before stroking the bangs from her forehead.

"You remember..."

My voice almost broke as I said it. Maybe she would come back to me after all.

"Ok. I know you're confused. We all are. We need to talk about what happened and decide the safest way to move forward as a group."

Katniss called the meeting to order, her voice shaking as she spoke. Johanna stood beside her and everyone else, myself included, had found a seat.

"Someone...we don't know who or why...attempted to drug us last night..."

"You said the glass came from Plutarch, why aren't we hauling him in here..."

Peeta interrupted her and several other voices began whispering. Most of the other victors never trusted him, but he had masterminded a way to save us from the Quarter Quell and I couldn't let myself believe he'd have anything to do with this.

"Raise your hand if Plutarch gave you your drink last night." Johanna asked and every hand in the room, except Annie, was raised.

He couldn't have known, could he?

"The drug seemed to have a sort of, aphrodisiac aspect to it. Not just causing the sickness but also causing some inhibitions to...well..."

"Raise your hand if you fucked last night?"

Katniss turned and sneered at Johanna's vulgar interruption, but she wasn't wasting any time. She spelled it out pretty plainly, even as she raised her hand. Haymitch slowly raised his. And very slowly...one by one...everyone but Annie lifted their hands sheepishly into the air. I felt Annie's gaze turn to watch me and I couldn't bring myself to look at her. She rested her hand on my knee. It was a silent sign of forgiveness...at least I took it that way.

"And all with someone else in this room?" Katniss voice was cool as we all bonded over a mutual series of embarrassing events, until Enobaria raised her hand.

"Not me." She whispered through her jagged teeth. There was a long silence before she admitted to the room that she had spent the prior evening with Plutarch.

My head was spinning. I couldn't make any sense of what was going on. Peeta stood.

"What about you Katniss?" He was attacking her even though we were all pretty sure we were not in total control of our actions. Katniss swallowed hard and the words wouldn't come.

"It was me, Peeta." I answered for her and Peeta spun on me. Smirking. "I'm sorry."

He was angry. I saw him sneer at us both and try to shake it off before he whispered under his breath, "oh that's so out of character for you, Finnick."

"That's enough, Peeta," Katniss yelled at him and he left the room, slamming the door. She continued, pleading with the other tributes, "we can't turn on each other now. We have to work together to stay safe. Clearly someone is still targeting us."

There was lots of whispering and hushed conversation. I looked at Katniss who looked back at me...lost and confused. I shrugged.

"I say we arm ourselves and confront Plutarch. If this wasn't his doing, it sure sounds like he might know whose it is."

Enobaria spoke from the couch and Haymitch quickly seconded her suggestion. I nodded in agreement to Katniss. We were prepared to mobilize and confront him when suddenly Peeta opened the front door and reappeared.

With Plutarch.

"I thought maybe we might have some questions for this piece of dirt."