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"Look, you're not a bad mother, last night was hard. You cried yourself to sleep. Katniss you deserved to have one night that you didn't have to take care of everyone but yourself." His words sooth me, and I calm down bit by bit.

"You know, I haven't kissed my wife in what? Six months?" he gives me a grin, pulling me up close to him.

I don't have time for a snappy answer before his lips are on mine. It's like fireworks erupt in my head, I've missed this feeling.

He makes me feel so wanted, so loved and I can't get enough of it.

I can hear the door creak open, but I think nothing of it, that is until I hear the strangled Katniss, and the door slam shut.

Marvel.

"No" I whisper, pulling away from Cato as I watch Marv's slim figure run down the hall.

"Katniss, go" Cato gently shoves me after him but I remain frozen in my place.

What kind of a horrible slut am I? Who does that to another human being? I must be a terrible person; Marvel of all people was hurt by my actions.

"Oh my god" I manage to choke out, the tears pushing at my eyes.

Life keeps taking from me; sometimes I know the death coming is going to be a happy ending. There will be no more fights, no more battles to lose. I'll be happy, maybe even see Prim and Peeta again. Maybe dying won't be such a horrible thing. Maybe it would be better for all of us.

"I want everything to go away Cato" I whisper to him, realizing a second too late where my thoughts have gone.

They've gone to a place I swore I was never going to go back to. I promised myself I would never think that way again, and there I go, thinking about it like its nothing.

"Katniss, don't you dare" his jaw tightens, his muscles popping out in shadows against the pale milky shade of his skin.

"I need to find him" is my only response as I jump off the bed, pain following like a persistent snake ready to bite me.

I know where he is, he's down in the basement. He's always there when he has problems. It's his safe haven from the world.

I take the elevator, sitting down as I make the long ride down the twenty floors between us.

I think back on the past few days, weeks, months really.

"He's really gone this time?" Marvel's face furrows as he looks at me with the intensity to fall a large building.

"Gone" I nod, looking up at his face. I've never noticed his features before, or the way his dark green eyes bore into mine like they can see my soul.

"Maybe it isn't as bad as you think" he reaches down to pat my arm.

"Marvel don't do this now" I plead, looking into those big green eyes.

"I don't mean it that way Kat, I mean maybe for now you're free. You don't have to worry about pleasing anyone of anything like that, you can just you know, be you" he gives me what is supposed to be a convincing smile, but it fails miserably.

"You two are so alike" I grin softly; thinking of Peeta and the way he always made me feel twenty times better.

"Peeta?" he questions, cocking his head to the side for a moment.

"Yeah" is my only response as I fiddle with a string on the padded armrests of the comforter.

I smile at the small piece of time, thinking of all the other times he made me smile. There are too many to count. Then there's Cato, sweet, loving, protective Cato. He's loved me through everything. Every tear, every cut.

My nose wrinkles as I cautiously open one eye to see that I am in fact surrounded by a lot of flowers.

"What the hell" I murmur under my breath, rolling over and pushing the sheets roughly off my body.

If this was Marvel's doings, I am going to kill him. Standing is painful, so I sit down on the bed and pull out my phone, scrolling through old texts from marvel, trying to see if he hinted at anything like this.

"There are five hundred and eighty four of them" a deep voice breaks me out of my thoughts and I look up at Cato.

"I don't want any of them" I groan, pulling the covers up and over my body.

"There's one for every day of my life that I've loved you" he gently pulls the covers off of me with soft hands. His fingertips linger near my hairless head and self-consciously I pull away, grabbing my hat off of the bedside table.

"No, keep it off, you're beautiful" he whispers, leaning over to kiss my forehead.

"I don't want your stupid day roses" I respond, pushing him away from me with a weak shove.

"This rose is for today. Kat, I still love you" he tries to pull me up into his arms, but I manage to shy away from him.

"I brought you this" he picks up a covered tote off the ground and opens it slowly.

The first thing he pulls out is a carton of the chocolate peanut butter ice cream I loved so much when we were together. Now I can barely walk by the parlor without a meltdown.

Next is a stack of magazines, featuring the game team this year, and four others with a picture of me on the front cover.

The last is a small note, all it says is I love you, but I know it means so much more, and as my heart bounds out of my chest, I whisper it back.

"I love you Cato"

My mind is a jumbled mess, sending me reeling.

I can only have one, and now I have to choose.

With that, I leave you all tonight. I have so much homework and wrote this in thirty minutes. This is also to tell you that updates WILL NOT BE WEEKLY OR FREQUENT UNLESS THERE IS A SIGNIFICANT AMOUNT OF REVIEWS.

So who do yall chose? I want to know in the review.

Team Marvel? Or Team Cato?

This is kind of a teaser short chapter, please don't kill me. I've been super sick from stuff lately and all the energy has just drained from my body. I need to sleep.

Please be nice in the reviews, my life could use some kindness right now…

Love to All,

Dedicated