Time is such a funny thing when you stop to look at it. It's such a fickled part of our lives. Time can stand still for one man but rush by another on its own whim. It controls every aspect of our lives whether we wish to admit it or not. We truly are slaves to the sands of time, drowning in the little grains of seconds every moment that we take a deep breath.
No one felt time beating down on them as Katniss did in those minutes. Watching Peeta, Gale and Peeta's brother's rush from the T.A.R.D.I.S. towards the screaming corpse that was her son, she felt everything in her shatter. Time moves so much faster for parents and Katniss felt she had not yet had enough time with her little boy. Her little Jay. Her biggest reason for continuing on in life.
She saw not the man the whole world saw, she saw her baby. The one she hadn't fully wanted but had felt better about having. The infant she sung to every night, wondering up and down the halls of their home in Victor's Village. The toddler who used to set up his mini easel next to Peeta's and paint colorful lines that she happily hung on the fridge and walls. The young man who would play sick so he could stay home and help in the bakery versus go to school. The boy who loved to sneak out into the woods and learn to use the bow with his mother as if it were the greatest skill he'd ever learn in life. This was the boy she saw laying limp on the ground, surrounded by torn clothing, gear and in his own blood.
Peeta saw the exact same thing as he approached and it broke his heart into a million little pieces. He'd always been able to protect his son, always able to chase away his demons. This time he couldn't. As the group of men approached, Peeta could feel the pain he'd felt when he saw Leta being snatched away. This proved to him once more just how weak he was, how no matter what he couldn't protect his own family from the grasp of Snow so long as he lived in Panem.
This further assured him of his choice being the correct one.
Peeta scooped his body up as carefully as possible and rushed him into the T.A.R.D.I.S. There was no breath in Jay's lunges. No movement and not a sound from him. Katniss was paralyzed with fear as Doctor led a pale father into a back room as quick as possible. Beata had to think quick as the other men returned to the comfort of the blue box, quickly getting the T.A.R.D.I.S up and running, quickly commanding the box to take them where she felt the only hope for Jay Mellark...
So sorry this took so long! Please excuse any mistakes I made grammar wise, I had to beta it myself and I'm not the greatest in catching my own mistakes. There will be an epilogue and then that will be it... Thanks to anyone who reads this, please review!