A/N – To hgfan, thank you for pointing out that Annie has not appeared yet, but neither have more than half of the Victors. I just haven't worked everyone in yet. Short chapter, but it made more sense this way.

KPOV

After Johanna's remark, there are a few snickers, but mostly everyone is serious. I get up, put my tray and dirty dishes away and go into the bathroom. I can't breathe all of a sudden and need to get away from everyone. I run cold water from one of the sinks and splash some onto my face. A few seconds later I hear a knock at the door and then Peeta's voice.

"Katniss, baby, are you okay?" He asks through the thick door. I know he's probably leaning up against it, listening for me.

"Here, let me." I hear someone else's voice, I'm pretty sure it's Johanna. Sure enough, she slowly opens the door and closes it.

At least she's fully clothed still. I just look at her, spiky brown hair going every which way, brown eyes wide and carefully watching me. Why is she the one in here with me?

As if she knows I'm thinking it, she tells me, "I know you don't think me much more probably a tramp who likes to walk around naked, but it's not true. At least the tramp part," she says with a small smile.

I just keep looking at her, wanting to scream for her to get out or something, just leave me alone, but she continues. "I know what it's like."

"What what's like?" I ask her, turning towards her with my arms folded.

She quickly squats down on the floor, as if this is going to be a really long story and we might as well be comfortable. I don't want to be comfortable. "To have been raped by someone you thought you could trust and have to look at them almost everyday, knowing what they did to you and you can't do anything about it. At least you got him here."

"I could have turned him in." I acknowledge.

"Then why didn't you?" It's a simple question really, but one that I haven't fully figured out until now.

"Because he had been my best friend for years; the only person who really knew me." I admit. "I didn't want him to be punished by peacekeepers; I wanted it to be done differently."

"Well, you're getting your wish now, aren't you?" She says, starting to pick on some invisible spot on the floor. "I was younger than you and threatened to keep my mouth shut. You're lucky; I had heard that your boyfriend went to beat him up when he found out?"

"I asked him to." I say, sitting across from her, pulling my knees up to my chest.

"But he would have done it anyway, right? I mean, anyone can see how crazy you two are for each other, kinda makes it easier to pick on you that way." She tells me honestly.

I smile; I guess she could tell I was jealous of her being naked in front of Peeta. "I'm sorry, you're just….you're just different from anyone I know."

Johanna smiles at me, "Honey, you will never know anyone like me, I guarantee it."

"Does anyone know what happened to you?" I ask her, not sure why I'm asking, but too curious not to.

"Just the guy who did it and he was reaped two years after it had happened and died." She looks me straight in the eyes, "I guess they all get what's coming to them in the end."

"And you were friends with him? Before he attacked you?"

She nods her head, "More or less. He was a year older than me, someone that I talked to and liked in school. I was reaped the year after him, but I obviously survived. I'm pretty sure had he tried to attack me when I was in the woods, I would have killed him and everyone would have known I was good with the ax, but as it was, we were alone in his house, waiting for his brother to come home."

"I'm sorry." That's all I can think to say to her.

Johanna shakes her dark head, "No matter, I'm stronger for what happened. There's only two options really. Let it get to you and weigh you down or learn from it and always watch your back."

"I don't know that I fit in anywhere with that." I tell her, wringing my hands.

"Eh, you'll figure it out. But you're not depressed, right? You got on with your life, well, kind of. If it wasn't for being back in this shit hole, right?" She says getting up. She holds out her hands to help me up.

"Right, I'd be busy cleaning whatever game I just caught or watching Peeta bake or something like that." I look at Johanna, who is just a little shorter than me. "Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet, we still have to get through the arena." She starts heading towards the door and then stops, her hand on the handle. "Would you be able to do it?"

"Do what?"

"Kill him? Kill the guy who knew you?" She asks, her eyes never wavering from mine.

"I don't know." I answer honestly. I'm hoping someone else will just so I don't have to think about it.

"Then you won't." And she opens the door, walking out, leaving me behind to gape at her with an open mouth.