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Someone said: "no offense, but they would never actually get together, get a life." on my first chapter. Interesting response on a Gadge story that you clicked on. :D thanks for your input though... I guess.
Madge was set in a blank white room and was told that someone would be with her shortly. She couldn't look at much. There wasn't much around her, just four walls, a hospital bed, a bathroom, and a few machines. She was cold.
The heavy gray door slammed and she jumped her blonde hair flying over her shoulder as she looked over. A smiling dark haired woman was gripping a clipboard against her right arm. Her gray coat blended in with the door. Madge tried to offer a smile back, it never came.
The doctor cleared her throat and walked up to her, dropping the clipboard onto the bed. She turned to look at Madge who was slightly shorter than her. "My name is Dr. Marshall" the woman's high soothing voice said.
Madge nodded. The woman's hands came at her and gripped her cheeks, turning her head back and forth, studying her face. She paused at the ridged stitches and clicked her tongue. "That's going to be a nasty scar" Madge resisted the bubbling laughter in her throat.
"You think I don't know that?" she whispered and narrowed her sparkling blue eyes. "All I want is a hot shower, a sandwich, to talk privately with Haymitch, and find…" She wasn't sure what to call Gale. It was okay because Dr. Marshall cut her off.
"You will soon, maybe three days or so. We're going to give the green light on the stitches coming out and give you an I.V"
"An I.V?" Madge exclaimed, "I don't need that. I told you all I need is a shower…"
"You need sleep, now come over here" The woman grabbed her arm, tugging her towards the bed. Madge pulled away dropping her arm to the side.
"I'm fine" She exaggerated and rolled her eyes. "Really, I would like to get back to my family now" Dr. Marshall moved towards the wall and pressed in a red button. A few men in gray scrubs walked in and administered a vaccine into Madge's arm.
Gale was isolated from his family by Haymitch. After having demanded several questions the man was quiet as they walked along a cold hallway. They hardly passed anyone.
"They're having trouble with your girlfriend" Haymitch told him and looked over his shoulder.
"What do you mean?" Gale asked tiredly, looking at the numbered doors they were passing.
"I didn't ask"
"Thanks for that helpful information" the young man grumbled. They turned into a darkened room. At the head of the table was someone with their head down. A dark braid snaking onto the surface off the back of the head.
Haymitch cleared his throat but Gale already knew who it was. "Catnip?"
Madge's head was fuzzy. She blinked a few times and squinted at the artificial light above her. Her face felt like rubber as she reached up to rub her forehead. She looked over at the side table and blanched.
"Hey there sleepy head" Dr. Marshall's voice wandered over from behind her. Madge grimaced and reluctantly turned to look at her. The woman's hair was down now and came just to her shoulders.
"It's been a couple hours" Madge said slowly.
"You didn't have a good reaction to the medicine, I believe" She answered looking down at her clipboard. Madge imagined throwing it against a wall. Madge shrugged. "The stitches are out" Dr. Marshall perked up, her lips turning back to show her large like horse-teeth.
"Yippee" Madge said and rolled her eyes, pulling on a stray curl behind her ear.
"Would you like to see?" Dr. Marshall grabbed a hand mirror and shoved it into Madge's hands. An uneven line traveled from the corner under her left eye, parallel to her nose, and stopped at her turned down lips.
It was paler and pinker than the skin around it, having it stick out. "Looks great" she smiled and threw the mirror into her lap.
Katniss looked up from the table, her eyes were bloodshot and sunken from lack of sleep and her clothes were wrinkled and dirty around the edges. "Don't you look fantastic" Gale grumbled
She snarled and set her head back down on the table. Someone appeared from the shadows and pulled out a chair next to Katniss. "Finnick this is Gale Hawthorne. Hawthorne this is Odair" The two acknowledged each other with a nod.
"She had her stitches out a while ago. The skin looks good apparently" Haymitch said as the silence snuck back into the room, Gale turned to him raising an eyebrow. He couldn't imagine Madge alone in a room with someone coming at her face with scissors, it made him cringe.
"How do you know all of this?" The mentor held up a beeper, waving it around between two fingers.
"It vibrates when there's stuff" Gale huffed.
"What am I doing here?" he asked the room and crossed his arms across his chest, itching to find Madge.
"You said you would look for the boy" Haymitch said, "or did I hear wrong"
"Look, I was only looking for a way to get to…"
"I know" Haymitch sneered, "but I need you to go. Since she is in no shape to go" Gale's stomach twisted and he forced himself to nod.
"Fine" he said, "are we going right now?" he grumbled and shifted his feet.
"No" Finnick said looking up and over at them, "we need to make a few more suicide hotline calls"
"Don't joke, Pretty Boy" Haymitch growled.
"Well if we're not going to do anything now. I'm going to find my family." He left before anyone could say anything more. The door shut behind him and looked around the empty hallway, confused about which way he was supposed to go.
"Lost?" he looked back at her leaning against the wall. He shrugged and ran a hand through his hair.
"Where is the hospital wing?" he asked her like it was no big deal.
"Feeling faint, Gale?" he made eye contact with her, taking in the familiar braid and face.
"No" he smirked. "I think I've seen a ghost maybe they can take my temperature."
"I should be a ghost" she whispered, "I feel like one" she pulled on the end of her braid.
"Hey well don't say that" he clip her chin with a finger, turning her head with the touch. She rolled her eyes.
"No really, where's the wing?"
"Is Posy the one getting stitches?" Kantiss asked looking up, "sorry I only got a few things from you and Haymitch's exchanges"
"No not Posy" he murmured and pointed to either way. She pointed to the left. They walked down the hall silently, looking straight ahead. "How are you holding up?"
"I don't sleep" she whispered and crossed her arms, hunching her shoulders.
"I can tell that much" Katniss glared.
"Finnick's worse. I at least get into bed. He just leans against a wall, knotting rope"
"Who is he missing?" Gale asked thinking about Madge again. He sped up a little.
"Annie Cresta"
"Oh the crazy girl…" Gale nodded.
"She's not crazy. She's broken"
"Who isn't these days" Gale said, thinking sadly about Thom and Bristel. They came upon a fork in the hallway, a large elevator between the two shoot offs. Kantiss walked up to it, clicking the down button.
"So who are we seeing?" Kantiss asked, looking at Gale from the corner of her eye.
"She didn't get stitches. She was getting stitches out"
"What?" Kantiss laughed, heading onto the elevator with Gale in tow.
"You asked earlier about Posy getting stitches"
"You said it wasn't Posy" They turned around looking at the numbers on the side of the door. Katniss pressed in 3.
"Madge" he whispered, closing his eyes. The doors slid closed and he could almost hear Katniss' braid fly over her shoulder as she looked at him.
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Erin