Here's the next chapter! Enjoy! I do not own Catching Fire.

Ch. 25

Delly had sat through it all with out saying many words. It had been nice to just have some one listen. I hadn't talked of the rebellion yet, but I knew I had to say something. We had now moved over to the kitchen our stomachs had begun to rumble. Good thing my parents had just butchered one of our pigs and given me some of the meat or else I'm not sure what we'd be eating.

"Peeta?" Delly says as I begin to cut up the meat and put it into a big soup bowl. I had decided to make my mom's pork stew it always filled me up and it was fast and easy to make.

"Yeah." Delly's cutting some vegetables and we're both putting them into the same pot. Our knives seem to be cutting at the same speed, the sound is synchronized. We both slow as we begin to talk.

"Katniss loves you." Delly seems so sure. Like she knows our relationship inside and out, like she's seen everything that's happened between the two of us. I hadn't completely finished my story. I still had to tell her of the kiss I saw just early this morning.

"Delly. I told you. I mean yeah she may love me in the since of family, but not that way. She's made that clear." I pause and we both listen to the sounds of our knives hitting the hard surface and bouncing up again. "I saw her kiss Gale this morning. They didn't know I was watching, but I saw it. And anybody watching would know that it was love." She stops and looks up from the carrots she was cutting.

"Peeta, she has to be confused. I put myself in her situation and I would be so confused. But I know she loves you. On the night of the Party at President Snow's house they were showing us on the news the highlights of it, and they showed this part. It was you and Katniss dancing and you were standing so close together and her face was vulnerable yet protected and she looked in love. Head over heals, in love. I just can't make myself believe that that was acting." She finishes and goes back the rhythmic chopping of the carrots.

I think about it, I remember that moment. I was mad, and the rebellion was the best idea at that point in time, and all Katniss wanted me to do was stay quiet. No that wasn't acting, not at all, but I'm pretty sure it was just a mistake that it was taken as love.

"Delly, she didn't choose me. I was forced upon her by the Capitol." It's the thing that hurts the most, to know that if she had a choice, I probably wouldn't be it.

"But, Peeta she did. She was ready to die for you. The moment she put the nightlock to her lips, she chose you." I always thought Delly was just the surface, not a person who dug deep, but here she was saying something so obvious that I hadn't really even thought about.

"She knew." What she says can't be true. If Katniss were truly ready to die for me, she wouldn't say she didn't feel anything for me. I don't believe it.

"She knew what?" I finish slicing the pork and begin to add the liquids to the pot.

"She knew the Gamemakers wouldn't kill us both." I say and light the stove. Delly drops the rest of the vegetables in.

"But there was still that chance Peeta. Katniss would only die for few things. You're one of them. She loves you." It's sounds so simple the way she says it. Like it's just an equation in math; it's just the way it's supposed to be.

Delly leaves to go wash up for dinner. My house doesn't seem as empty anymore, with all my emotions shared with another person and with more than one person occupying it, it seems almost like a home. But I know once the storm is over, Delly will be gone and the house will be almost empty again.

Later once the soup is ready and we're sitting at the table, I bring up the rebellion. Delly listens quietly again and only once I'm finished does she state her opinion. "I hate Snow. After what he's done to you and the whole country, he needs to be gone, but it's obviously not just him, it's the way our country is run. A rebellion is probably just what we need." What ever I was expecting, I wasn't expecting this. Delly's life was barely affected by the Capitol. I hear her Grandpa's brother was in the games way back when, but that never affected her. She isn't poverty-stricken or starving, she's fine, perfectly healthy. So when she utters these words I'm kind of shocked.

"Really?" I answer back, I've forgotten my soup and I'm sure it's probably cold by now.

"Of course Peeta. Something's wrong and we need to fix it. I'm not ignorant because I have a few extra bucks. I see all the people from the Seam. It breaks my heart. Peeta, I know I can't do much, but what ever I can do, I'm in. All in. It's time to change some things." I quickly move over to her and envelope her in a hug. She hugs back. "Peeta I can't stand it any more," She says once I've released her, "And now after all you've told me, I can't stand it even more. Things need to change." She smiles to me and it's so innocent once again. She doesn't look like a rebel, at all. But here she was telling me that she would do anything to take this government down. I'm not sure how the rest of the District will respond, but at least this is a start.

I hope you liked it! I really liked this one, adding more substance to Delly :) So, you guys aren't really reviewing anymore and I hate to sound annoying, but I'd like it if I could hear from you more often. I don't mean every chapter, but if you told me what you liked or didn't like about a chapter that would be nice. SO with that said do you like what I've done with Delly? Thanks! ~boywithbreadlover