Chapter 25 – Hawthorne
I wake up by the noise of someone knocking at the door to our apartment. When I watch the clock at the wall I realize it is still in the early AM. In confusion I walk up to the door and open it. And behind that door I find my mother. Her smile says it all. "They are back." She says. First, I cannot process what she just said. It is like I am just dreaming. It feels so unreal. We have waited for this for so long, and finally they managed to do it. "What did you say?" I ask my mother. She repeats herself and I cry happy tears. Peeta comes behind me. He looks tired and confused. "What is going on, Katniss?" he asks me. Then he sees my mother outside our flat. "Oh, good morning miss Everdeen" he says in a husky voice. My mother tells the good news and tells us where Gale is. They got the other victors out as well, and I smile when I realize Annie Cresta is safe. That Finnick will find some peace at last. "Can we see them now?" Peeta and I ask with one mouth.
A few seconds later we run down the stairs together, holding each other's hands. I am so eager to meet my best friend after being separated for so long. Peeta looks happier than I have seen him for a long time. He is happy Gale is safely with us, in district 13. And I am happy he can feel that way. Our smiles must be a little wild and crazy, since the local staff just stare at us when we run into the hospital. Of cause, they know our faces. I was at the hospital when I first came here, and Peeta and I are two familiar faces they have seen on television many times. They know we are crazy. No one in their right mind make president Snow angry. And Peeta and I have caused more problems than anyone else have ever done. The president hates us. The girl in the reception tells someone we are here to meet Gale, and a nurse guides us through a maze of corridors. And there, behind a wall of glass I see the familiar face of the boy who was my first real friend. The boy who now is a young man, who sacrificed everything for me and Peeta. His badly bruised face is calm in his sleep. I see Hazelle sitting by his side. Just like she did when he lay on our dining table after the incident on the square in district 12. I see tears in her eyes, and a bright smile on her worn face. She was worried sick when he was in the capital. She can now hold his hand and touch him. The only way of seeing her son was on the big screen in the dining room. Now he is real again. When Peeta and I walk into them, she doesn't even notice. She just talks quietly to him. Even if he is asleep and does not hear her. Suddenly he opens his eyes.
