note: some of you have been asking for fluff/ romance so i gave you this, :) anyway, i finished insurgent, and it ended with a MASSIVE cliffhanger its so good :D not as good as THG but still really good, speaking of which, i started a divergent trilogy fanfic called "blood before faction" it should be up soon. so if you have read divergent and stuff then go check it out :)

the next divergent book comes out in autumn 2013, around the same time as the catching fire movie, no doubt ill explode from all the fan girling :O

Peeta realised that command had took half an hour, at the most when it was meant to take four hours, which meant he had three and a half hours to kill. He didn't feel as bright and jolly as he usually did, with Coins horrible threat still fresh in his mind, Peeta was afraid he'd step out of line without knowing it and Coins large guards would drag him, and everyone he loved screaming to their very "public and humiliating" executions.

Peeta wasn't going to go to the supply closet again, oh no, last time she had been almost spying on him, all the supply closet was going to give him was the false sense of security and a place where Coin could watch him slowly loose his mind. Probably with a sadistic smile on her face.

Peeta didn't like that thought.

This only left one option- visit Katniss.

This only left one problem- he had no idea where she was.

Katniss had been moved to some special room to get the wounds on her back treated so she could be a good soldier and rebellion leader, he wasn't allowed to go with her while she was being helped, which made Peeta wonder, what's so "top secret" about Katniss' back getting healed?

This train of thoughts started what would be an epic hunt for Katniss' whereabouts.

Peeta first checked the hospital. A lady informed him she wasn't there.

Then he checked the entire second floor. She wasn't there.

Then he checked all of the third floor- she wasn't there.

Then the fourth floor.

Then the fifth floor.

Then he realised that he had spent three hours just looking for her.

Then he realised that he should have just asked someone at the hospital where she was.

Then he went back to the hospital.

Then he asked someone.

Then that someone said she was on floor 184, room 7

Then he went on a five minute lift ride to floor 184.

Then he opened room 7.

Then he saw her.

She was awake and staring at her with large inquisitive grey eyes. There were many bright white bandages on her back poking out of her grey hospital gown, and a table next to her was filled with empty vials and needless, of what was probably once a collection of medicine.

Peeta gestured towards that table.

"Is it safe to have all those needles around?"

"no." she replied simply

"Oh, I thought they were meant to be "the best doctors in all of panem!" Peeta scoffed, referring to a time the staff at the hospital had shown off to them about their medical skills, a pale faced woman mentioning that she specialised in microbiology and infection control, just before smiling smugly and saying "we're not boasting or anything."

"I think they exaggerated that just a bit." Katniss smiled

"Just a tiny bit." Peeta agreed, moving to sit opposite her on the hospital bed.

"How's your treatment going?" he asked.

"it's okay, it hurt a lot at first, but now it's getting better, prim came to visit me, she gave me this cute little pin with a mockingjay on it, she said Madge wanted her to give it to me a few days before we came here, I don't really get why she wanted me to have it, but you know, made will be Madge, I could never understand her, I mean sometimes she's like, just an acquaintance, then she's my best frie-." Katniss stopped abruptly

"Sorry, I'm rambling." She said

"it's okay, I like listening to you speak." Peeta said

Peeta expected her to speak again, but she didn't, she just stared at him. It was a bit unnerving really, they just sat in this prickly silence, the tension between them screamed out.

The silence dragged on. Peeta was afraid of silence.

There was roughly twelve inches of space between them, Peeta suddenly felt like he wanted that space to vanish.

He shuffled closer. Ten inches.

She leaned in slightly. Nine inches.

He shuffled closer still. Five inches.

She shuffled a bit closer. Three inches.

He leaned in. one inch.

Their foreheads touched, Peeta felt a surge of electricity run through him. His heart thumped in his ears.

They both jumped back at the same time, like someone had poked them in the backside with a needle.

"Sorry…sorry," Katniss started, her leg was bouncing up and down, she was playing with her fingernails.

"I'm sorry too, I mean I just got a bit carried away, I don't mean like… I don't know…sorry. "Peeta stuttered, he seemed to have lose his ability to form coherent sentences and started a long mumbled explanation that Katniss couldn't understand a word of.

All at once, they both fell silent.

Their eyes met, blue on grey, Peeta wondered what it would be like to kiss her right then,

I would if I could, he thought in a sort of self- pitying way.

He just didn't want to scare her away.

There it was again, the twelve inches of space that Peeta hated so much, slowly he shuffled closer, only a little bit though

Eleven and a half inches.

Katniss stayed where she was.

He shuffled closer still. His face was soft and insistent.

Eleven inches.

Ten and a half inches.

She still didn't move, she just stared at him. Her eyes wide.

Who gives a toss about scaring her away? Peeta thought.

With a sudden burst of courage, he shuffled in again, a lot.

Three inches.

He leaned in.

Two inches.

He almost didn't see it, the movement was so small and slow, Peeta actually didn't see it in fact, he felt it. His hands had subconsciously moved to her waist. He had felt her move.

Their faces were so close, it would probably be socially acceptable to kiss her, but the rules of social etiquette were completely different with Katniss.

"Peeta." She gasped suddenly.

Peeta moved closer ever so slightly and softly turned her head so she was facing right. Her skin was soft under his large hands.

He kissed her cheek softly and chastely, then dropped his hand from her face and stepped backwards.

Seventy three inches.

"Goodbye Katniss." He said

Closing the door behind him, he turned and left.