Yes! I can update! I tried to last night and it didn't work. Please read the A/Ns this chapter, VERY IMPORTANT!

1. I screwed up. When I was reading the list of names I was given last night, I noticed that the name Francie was there. I forgot to use Francie in the last few chapters. To whoever gave me the name, I'm soooo sorry!

2. I was also given the names Fiona and Alora and I will be using them soon!

3. I assume that some of you are also Harry Potter fans. This is good! I started a Harry Potter blog called The Way a Muggle Sees It. The URL is muggle pov . blogspot . com (without the spaces). I would love if you guys checked it out!

4. I love you guys. Thanks for the reviews.

5. It has now been over a year since I first started this story and you guys have made it an amazing year. So far, it looks like the end is nowhere in sight so we could be hear for another year.

6. I LOVE THIS CHAPTER! Hope you enjoy it just as much!

We knew we had a few hours before the hovercraft arrived in District 13, but almost immediately after they took off, Katniss started sending people to go arrange for hospital rooms and food and anything else that the group might need when they got back. "We need at least five hospital rooms, guys," she reminded them.

I tried not to think about who the hospital rooms were for.

Eventually, there was only a couple more people were left in the room. Katniss turned and stared at me. "Can you all leave? I need a few minutes alone with Lana."

Prim and Rory, after giving Katniss another hug, walked out of the room and Isis skipped off talking about going to go find her brother.

"What's up?" I asked Katniss as she sat down on the chair next to my bed again, still staring at me.

"What's up?" Katniss repeated, and suddenly there was fury in her voice again. "What's up? Well, I don't know. Two people from our side got killed! That was not supposed to happen. And the strangest part is that your friend, the one that I've been assured many times is not a Capitol spy killed the other! What am I supposed to make of that?"

I frowned. "What are you saying, Katniss?"

"I'm saying that maybe we should have never trusted you to begin with. And maybe I shouldn't trust you right now."

"You think I'm a spy?" I demanded.

Katniss nodded furiously and stood up. "Yeah, actually, I do. Why the hell else would your friend attack Lilliya?" she yelled.

"I don't know, maybe she panicked?" I replied, trying to contain my irritation.

"You don't kill someone when you panic!" Katniss screamed. She punched the chair and it fell the ground with a loud Clang!

"Well, before you stick me in the dungeons, why don't you consider this? I don't even remember her. I have no recollection of ever seeing her in my life before this week!" I said, anger rising in me too. "I don't remember ANYTHING, Katniss, don't you remember? Maybe I was a spy, but even if I was, I DON'T REMEMBER!"

Katniss didn't respond. She just stared at me, her eyes a stormy gray again.

"You don't know what it's like," I told her. "You walk around here like you're all special because you were in the Hunger Games and you make it seem like your life is so much worse than anyone else's. Finnick was in the Hunger Games too! And Beetee! Do you ever think about that? Do you ever think about what it's like for everybody else, to have to leave their families and come here? Some of them don't even have families because they were killed by the Capitol!

"I'm not saying that the Hunger Games weren't hard for you, but have you ever considered what it was like for me?" My voice dropped to almost a whisper. "I don't know anything because I can't remember. I don't even know what kind of person I am! For all I know, I could be a complete bitch. But I don't remember it, so, beats me! I don't remember what my mom looks like. I don't know what my dad's name is. And that girl on that hovercraft, the one who just committed murder and died, the one who is supposed to be my best friend? I DON'T KNOW HER!"

Katniss was quiet for a long moment. "I do think about what it's like for other people," she whispered finally. "Why do you think I'm doing this?"

"I just think you should act like you care. Did you know that Emmie's sister died in the Hunger Games? Did you know Alena Marie's husband is an Avox? Did you know Elizabeth is deaf in her left ear because of an explosion? Did you know Ozuma's mom died giving birth to him because there weren't any doctors available? I bet you didn't know any of that."

Katniss glared at me. "I've been planning a mission. I've been fighting a war. I've been trying to save all of us!"

I closed my eyes and bit my lip. "I really hate to say this," I said, opening my eyes, "But if you don't listen to what people want and what people need, you're not going to be any different than Coin or Snow."

Katniss' face contorted with fury. She walked over to me and in one fluid movement, slapped my cheek. Hard. The stinging practically blinded me so I was only sure she had left when I heard the door slamming behind her.

An hour later, I heard a knock at the door. "Come in," I called.

A little blonde head appeared in the doorway. Prim. "I heard about your fight with Katniss," she said softly. "I wanted to see how you were doing."

I sat up. I'd been lying down, trying to sleep, but I'd had no luck. I was still full of worry and anger. "I'm doing fine. Thanks for coming to check on me," I said, trying to smile. "Are the others back yet?"

"They're about ten minutes away."

"Don't you want to go see them?" I asked her.

She walked farther into the room, closing the door behind her. "I do, but… I'm kind of scared. I don't mind seeing injured people – I want to be a doctor. But it bothers me seeing injured people that I know. Especially when it's not only physically that there injured."

I nodded. "Hey, I don't like seeing injured people at all, so."

She laughed. Prim's laugh was like high-pitched bells ringing. It was kind of funny because she was so innocent and her laugh made her sound like a little girl, but she had been through so much and she was so smart that she acted like she was older. Katniss was yet to notice this. Katniss still treated her like she was five. But I didn't really want to think about Katniss at the moment.

Yet, of course, Prim brought her up. "You know Katniss doesn't really hate you, right? She's just really stressed out."

I shrugged.

"I have a feeling she'll get better now, you know, now that Peeta's back."

"Do you really think Peeta will make her feel better?" I asked.

Prim's smile wavered. "I don't know. It will definitely make Peeta feel better, to be with her. I'm not sure how Katniss will react. Last time she was with him she was still pretending." Prim made air quotes around the word "pretending."

"That she loved him?" I asked.

Prim nodded. "She really does love him though. Or, at least, I think she does."

"But will she ever admit it?"

"I hope so," Prim said. She pulled the chair that was on the ground up and sat down on it. "I think it would be good for her."

We were both silent for a few moments. I studied the floor tiling in attempt to avoid her light blue eyes.

"I don't remember my dad, you know," she told me.

"Huh?" I said, startled by the sudden topic change.

"He died when I was too young to remember him. I've seen pictures and I think I might have one memory of him throwing me up in the air and catching me, but I don't remember him the way Katniss and my mom do. It's hard not remembering. I feel left out sometimes. Why should they have memories of my dad when I don't?" Prim trailed off, staring out of the window.

I sighed. "I… I don't even have anyone to ask about my parents. I mean, I suppose I could ask Lizzie and… I could ask Lizzie."

Prim studied my face cautiously. "Are you sad about Roselle?" she asked me.

"I feel like I should be sad," I told her honestly, "But I'm not. I don't remember her, other that the few times that I talked to her this week. I don't feel like I have anything to be sad about."

She nodded thoughtfully. I had the feeling that, though she couldn't exactly relate to this experience, she knew exactly what I was talking about. After a few more minutes, she said, "You know, I should probably go and see everybody. Would you like to come with me?"

I hesitated. "I don't know…"

"Katniss won't yell at you in front of me, I promise," she said, shaking her head. "She refuses to yell in front of me."

I smiled once again and stood up. We started to walk out of the room. I was almost to the door when I said softly, "Prim?"

She turned around to look at me.

"Thanks," I told her.

Prim smiled and came over and gave me a hug.

Eep, I love this chapter. I wasn't sure if I was making Katniss a little OOC, but then I thought about all of the things she's going through right now. Everybody thinks she's dead, yet she has to save the world from Snow, and now Coin. She misses Peeta. Two girls just got killed because of the mission she plans. Everybody is counting on her to be the Mockingjay. So this was her "freak-out chapter." I think everyone needs one of these. Don't worry, Lana's is coming ;)

And Prim was in this chapter. Maybe like 10 chapters back, someone asked me to include Prim more. It's a little late, but here she is.

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~writergal24