Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES NOR THE CONCEPT.

AN: Okay just a heads up that Luctra talks about what would have happened if she had to go through with Finnick's sponsor deals. She talks about rape and I want to make something CRYSTAL CLEAR. I do not write about or brush off such a violent and horrifying crime against anyone, male or female. Luctra is going to be expressing what would have come to pass, how she would have felt, and what impact it would have had on her life if she had been forced to pay her sponsors with sex. Keep in mind her experience and fears before the Games which would still be there if she hadn't gone through everything up to this point with Cato. For anyone reading this story that has been or has a friend who has gone through this crime please seek help and reach out to those that can help you or need help.

Now the chapters are coming out slower for two reasons. One the reviews are coming in a little slower without the set bars so I have to wait longer for solid feedback. And two, my computer got a virus and completely crashed on me, but thankfully I have my story saved on a USB key. But it does mean I have to loan a computer from the university now. LOL

Also this chapter has intimate scenes so if you are uncomfortable with that just stop at 'Luctra's Dream' and wait for the next chapter.

To MayAngelsLeadYouIn: Thank you for continuing the story! I know that the fact my story takes time to develop does not appeal to certain types of readers at the beginning, but I am glad you came back. :D There was never a conversation between Luctra/Finnick about that. Luctra only thought about the irony of drowning and being from District 4 when she went over the waterfall back in chapter 8. Please review any questions you have and I will clarify them.

LBOE: There will be some serious Dash/Cato bonding in the future chapters. :D

beachchick3: Thank you for the detailed review. That's exactly the books version of 13 and I am going to be taking that but putting my own spin on it. :D

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Chapter Twenty Eight:

Earn Your Trident and Stealing a Moment

"Luctra we need you for a second." Johanna announced into the room where the Tributes were eating. Luctra got up without question and followed Johanna telling everyone she would find them after she was done.

"What do they need?" Luctra questioned as they walked down the hallways. She was startled when Johanna spun quickly and violently shoved her into a room. Luctra had been taken completely off guard and flew back into the room landing harshly on the ground. Johanna slammed the door. Luctra coughed trying to get the wind back that had been knocked out of her. She looked up when a hand appeared in her line of vision.

"What the hell do you and Johanna think you're doing?" Luctra snapped. Getting up by herself she stormed towards the door. Finnick beat her to it and blocked it. Luctra knew if Finnick pushed her too far she was going to snap. She hadn't physically hit him since the morning on the train but all the pain of his betrayal had built up and she was ready to explode.

"Get out of the way Finnick or I am going to hurt you." Luctra snapped. Finnick gave her the 'yeah right' eyebrow. "Move or I scream for Cato." Luctra threatened.

"Johanna has already taken them to the transports that are going to take them to your living accommodations." Finnick informed her keeping his voice level. Luctra stormed away and flipped a chair over screaming in outrage. Finnick recalled her trashing her room on the train, flipping the couch and throwing the lamp. She really did have a knack for breaking property when she was mad.

"I need to talk to you Luctra. There is a lot we need to say to each other." Finnick told her. Luctra grabbed a plastic bowl that had been on the table and hurled it towards Finnick. He ducked and it bounced off the door. She turned back and stormed over to another table looking for more things to throw. She didn't find much. Finnick kept calm watching Luctra move around like a caged animal.

"We have nothing to say to each other Odair. My life was nothing to but a poker chip for you to play to ensure that sponsors fell at your feet." She snarled whipping back around to him.

"It was a gamble that I had to take to give you a fighting chance." Finnick said monotone.

"You had to do nothing! You just exploited the easy option that your whole angle provided. The way you dressed me, the attitude, even the fucking towels in the cave were all so you had the option to trade my body. I thought you were setting me up to look strong, fierce, even desirable, but the whole time you were setting it up so men would want me as their sex toy." Luctra snapped viciously throwing a random wood box at him from off the table. Finnick ducked and the box joined the bowl on the floor though it was now dented.

"That option protected your life." Finnick kept a level tone while speaking. He was going to ignore the rest of her comments for now.

"You have no idea what life you were setting me up for Finnick! What consequences it would have for me!" She shouted.

"Don't be that arrogant Luctra. It's not like you. I was forced to prostitute myself to the women in the Capitol on Snow's orders after winning. So I know exactly what that life is like." Finnick snapped back as a moment of pain flashed through his eyes. Luctra's anger was too strong to feel sympathy right now.

"That only makes what you did to me worse Finnick! You were going to force me into a life that you already knew the horrible nature of." She told him tightly. Part of her wanted to comfort him but it was body slammed down by her angry part.

"I would have found a way out for you." Finnick informed his voice rising as she continued to yell at him.

"How Finnick?" She screamed throwing another smaller bowl at him. He moved to the side as it bounced off the wall. Finnick wouldn't worry unless she got her hands on something really heavy or sharp.

"I would have stalled by telling them you caught a disease in the arena, drugged them so they would think you had sex with them but they just couldn't remember, and I would have got you to 13. The rebellion was on the brink of starting. You just gave it a nuclear level jump start." Finnick told her. Luctra scoffed.

"Right cause a disease in the CAPITOL would have worked so well as an excuse. Drugging them? Really? You don't think sooner or later one of them would have caught on and then where would I be? And what if you couldn't get me to 13? What if the rebellion was delayed until after I was out of the arena? You took a dangerous risk with my life Finnick. At least in the Games the worst thing that could have happened was getting killed viscously. You know from watching the Games I had zero experience with men." Luctra took a deep breath as her vision clouded with tears.

"It was pretty easy to figure that one out." Finnick muttered. Luctra's eyes narrowed. She grabbed the nearest chair and flung it at him. Finnick hit the ground to avoid the chair and realized that probably hadn't been the best thing to say as it only made her angrier. The chair broke against the wall and he shot up to stand again. That counted as a heavy object and now he was a little concerned.

"What if we hadn't been able to bring down the shield and I was taken to the Capitol where those sponsors were allowed to collect? You wouldn't have been there to stop them from collecting and I would have no idea who I actually owed in flesh." Luctra hissed breathing hard. Finnick had known there were risks; apparently Luctra was a lot more observant and smarter than he had given her credit for because she knew the risks too.

"I already admitted it was a risk Luctra. At least with the whole Cato thing I had grounds to make it look like you had fallen in love with him to get different sponsors." Finnick challenged. He was losing his cool with how Luctra was unwilling to see things from his side and kept throwing objects that were getting bigger with each throw. She still had her walls up from the last argument about this and he wasn't going to get through to her while they were up. She grabbed another chair and hurled it at him. The throw was low so he had to jump over the chair as it skidded across the ground and under him. If she was mixing it up then she was not just mad, she was trying to hurt him and he fumed at the idea because it hurt him emotionally.

"What if I hadn't gone over the falls with Cato and somehow I ended up winning the Hunger Games? Hmm….did you even think about that? My first intimate experience would have been with some Capitol stranger who would rip my body apart while I screamed for it to stop. You could have gotten me raped for the rest of my life Finnick." Luctra yelled through her tears. They had started falling from her eyes the minute she had said the word rape. Finnick flinched as she spoke especially at the last part. Knowing risks was one thing but hearing it from her and put like that it made him want to vomit.

"Look it's what I was trained to do as a mentor. It's not right but it's what was done for those with female tributes that are sexually desirable from the higher Districts! I went with the Capitol way because the consequences of not doing it that way are worse. The Capitol is a dangerous demon and I'm glad you never saw the truth of that in its entirety." Finnick knew this answer was not going to make things better but it was the truth. She screamed in fury and hurled the last chair in the room at him. Finnick leaned back and to the side as the chair flew by him and splintered into pieces against the wall. That was her hardest throw yet.

"You sold me out the Capitol Finnick! How could you do that to me when you asked me trust you?" Luctra sobbed. She had nothing left to throw so now the fury gave way to the hurt and sadness. It felt like all her emotional nerves were bare and Finnick was rubbing over them with sandpaper.

"I did it because I got attached to you and Dash! Because you took a piece of me into the arena with you!" Finnick shouted angrily. Luctra was taken aback. That was not the answer she was expecting.

"What are you talking about?" She croaked out.

"Haven't you noticed that wherever you fucking go a family of people forms around you? People are drawn to you like a Dazzle Dag myself included. I have never allowed myself to get attached to tributes Luctra. I wouldn't survive losing them year after year if I did. But in seeing you with Dash and how deadest you were on making sure he went home I couldn't stop it. The amount you care for people is fucking contagious." Finnick blasted her. Luctra scoffed through her tears.

"If you cared even a little bit about me then how could you sell my body for sponsors?" She snorted back the mucus that had built up in her nose. Petal would have had a fit about how unlady like it was.

"I had to do everything I could to make sure you or Dash won! I knew that in protecting Dash, who couldn't fight at all, you were going to need a lot of expensive sponsor gifts. I had to do everything I could to get one of you home. I couldn't watch you die doing something that no one else had ever been willing to do for another Tribute. You just don't see what you bring out in people Luctra. If Dash and Rue are what's good in the world then you're the world's guardian of what's good." Finnick confessed calming down.

Luctra had never known that Finnick had cared so much about her and Dash surviving. Being around the other Tributes who were just as clueless about what happened in the Games Luctra didn't know what impact her stunts had had on people. If Finnick had been affected like this, who had known she hated him at the time, then how much more pressure was on her from Panem who had only seen the hero stunts.

"I played every card I had to make sure you would have the sponsors you needed to see you through the Games. I couldn't watch you die, or Dash die before you did thinking there was something I could have done if we had had just one more sponsor." Finnick's voice was filled with sadness as he spoke. Luctra understood that what he had done was all in trying to protect her, but he had done it in the wrong way. She let go of all the anger and betrayal but the hurt was still there.

"Fine. I get how you would see it that way seeing as how you won your Hunger Games because of your sponsor gift. But it still hurt more than if you had actually stabbed me Finnick." Luctra said between hiccups. She saw his reasoning but it didn't make it right. He had taken a serious gamble that might have paid off, but for her the risk would always outweigh the gain.

"I will regret it for the rest of my life Luctra. Watching you in the Games I know how badly a betrayal that was to you. I did what I thought had to be done and made a gamble on a strategy that would have been more of a consequence then dying for you. I am asking for forgiveness for making the biggest mistake in my life." Finnick pleaded.

"You have my forgiveness Finnick but you don't have my trust." Luctra told him honestly. She didn't hold a grudge against him anymore for it. She understood why he did it, but to her that still meant his judgment was off.

"Is there anything I can do to earn it back?" He asked softly. Luctra was like a little sister to him and if he lost her trust for good he would be devastated.

"You were given a gift in your Hunger Games. In the coming rebellion prove to me you deserved that gift. That your sponsors were right in making the sacrifices they did to send it to you." Luctra told him quietly as she walked out of the room. Stopping at the door she spoke without looking back.

"Earn your Trident." She told him and walked away.

It wasn't exactly the best result but it wasn't the worst either. Haymitch had been right when he said Luctra had a tongue of liquid silver. By telling him to earn his trident she was telling him to do something with his life that mattered. To earn the life his sponsor had given him by granting him the most expensive gift in the history of the Games. They had basically handed him the victory on a platter when they sent it to him meaning who ever had sent it to him had wanted to make sure he lived.


Luctra walked down the hallway wiping at her face. This emotional release had been building up since she had flipped the couch in their suite back at the Tribute Quarters. She felt lighter now that things had been worked out and she knew in time she would trust Finnick again. She forgave Marvel and Cato so Finnick couldn't be far behind. Her brother always said she sucked at keeping grudges.

"Commander Paylor would like a word with you before you join the others at the house." Johanna startled her out of her reprieve.

"That's fine." Luctra was still wiping her face as she spoke.

"There's a bathroom on the left. Splash some water on your face so you don't look so red and puffy." Johanna told her. Luctra nodded and walked into the bathroom. Splashing cold water on her face made her feel better. She looked in the mirror. Thinking back to the train she was still the same girl she had seen before. The girl who knew she was going to die.

"How much longer until I'm actually out of time?" She asked her reflection.


"Did you get what you needed?" Johanna asked Finnick walking back into the meeting room she had left him to talk to Luctra in. She let out a low whistle taking in the damage to the room. Johanna grinned. "Did she manage to hit you?"

"No she didn't manage to hit me though I think she wanted to at the start." He glared at Johanna. "I got enough. More than I expected but less than I wanted." He told her leaning against the table.

"She was a wreck so you might want to watch out for the big blond later. He might figure things out, if she doesn't actually tell him." Johanna warned. If this was what Luctra did when she was mad then it was scary to think what the blond would do.

"I'll keep that in mind. At least she has someone finally looking after her." Finnick smiled. Sure the kid was an arrogant asshole, but at least it was somebody.

"Wonder how long that will last." Johanna snorted. Finnick shot her an incredulous look.

"You think he is just using her?" Finnick questioned worried. Johanna had seen them interacting a lot more than he had so maybe she knew something he didn't.

"Not a chance. What I mean is, how long is she gonna let him protect her?" Johanna snorted. Finnick caught her meaning. When things got heavy would Luctra allow people to put themselves in danger for her? Finnick didn't know if this was something that would become an actual concern, but it was definitely something he would keep an eye on.


"You understand Ms. Fanto just how important to the rebellion you are correct?" Paylor asked Luctra as they sat together in her office. It was the old Mayor's Office. He had been kicked out of 8 when the rebellion started for being a Capitol supporter.

"I know how important my image is." Luctra answered. Her voice was dulled having no energy left to fuel any other emotions.

"It's more than that. You have become the living embodiment of Sacrifice to all those in Panem who wish to see changes come." Paylor offered. "You have empowered them to stand up and sacrifice their lives for the betterment of tomorrow."

"Is that why I keep hearing people say 'Sacrifice yourself today.' and then the other person responds 'To earn a better tomorrow.'?" She questioned. She kept seeing people greet each other that way in the hallways.

"It's the code for the rebels to identify each other."Paylor explained.

"Ahhh…" Luctra felt even more pressure now that EVERYTHING in the rebellion seemed to revolve around what she had done. If she had just died things would be a lot easier. She scoffed at herself for having such a selfish thought.

"Ms. Fanto for my own personal curiosity may I ask you a question?" Paylor wanted to know more about this girl because some things from the Hunger Games footage were a little hard to believe. The way she answered the following question would determine whether Paylor could trust her or not before handing her over to Coin.

"Shoot." Luctra sighed.

"If you had been forced to choose between who would live between Dash and Rue who would you have picked?" Paylor leaned onto her elbows on the desk.

"I would never have had to pick Commandor." Luctra told her flatly. Paylor just stared at Luctra not accepting that answer. "Because I would have been dead no matter what before I had to pick. I understand that something could have happened out of my control and I could have lost one of them. But I never would have let someone force me to pick who lived and who died. I cared about both of them and it's not my place to choose within a group of people fighting for the same thing who should live and who should die."

"But they were under your protection. Naturally it would be your choice as to which would survive, which one was worthy of winning and to continue living." Paylor pushed. Luctra's anger flared.

"If you think that anyone has the right to choose within the people they are supposed to be protecting who lives and who dies then I want nothing to do with you or with this rebellion." Luctra snarled violently pushing back her chair. Killing someone who was trying to kill you was completely different then deciding who on your side was good enough to live and Luctra would have none of that.

"Ms. Fanto please relax. My rebels believe along the same lines as you. I just wanted to make sure of that because there will be members of the rebellion who will think differently then you and I do." Paylor warned her. Luctra picked up the chair and sat down again still miffed about Paylor's question.

"Are you trying to warn me about people I might encounter, or people I am going to encounter?" Luctra sighed. There was a deeper reason that Paylor was asking her this question. It was some sort of a test to see where she stood on something. Paylor smiled a tiny bit. Luctra was proving to be better then she had ever hoped for.

"Tomorrow you and the 'Last Tributes' will be brought here to be debriefed about the final leg of your journey. Perhaps more will make sense then." Paylor offered calling in one of the rebels to escort Luctra to her transport.

"I will have questions for you tomorrow Commander. And I want you to answer all of them honestly." Luctra said getting up. Paylor nodded.

"I will set aside time after your debrief where you and I can speak privately." Paylor confirmed. Luctra nodded and followed the man outside to her transport.


She was traveling in a transport with three armed men and an armed driver. Luctra felt reality weighing down on her again as her presence was now followed by armed guards. What she wouldn't give to be Foxy or even Clove right now.

Luctra looked up at the house that she would be staying in. It was obviously the Head Peacekeepers old place judging by the size and manicured lawn. She felt completely drained after her conversation with Finnick. She knew he had been doing his job in the best way he knew how, in the way that the Capitol had trained him, yet it still hurt. In time that would fade and maybe she would be able to see him as the jerk that put her in a fish costume.

"I'm sorry if this is intrusive Ms. Fanto but I want you to know that what you did in the Hunger Games was one of the bravest things I have ever had the honor of seeing." The man to her left said. Luctra smiled softy.

"What's your name?" She asked him.

"Taeran." He answered her.

"Thanks for the compliment Taeran. You make it sound so grand when really I was just trying to keep someone who is pretty much family alive." She told him back strongly.

"I have seen enough Hunger Games to know that family can be forgotten in the arena." Taeran told her. Luctra looked at him knowing that it was true.

"Too many things got forgotten in the arenas." She said sadly and the conversation ended as they pulled up to the entrance of the house. Two of the other men got out of the transport, then Luctra followed by Taeran. They formed a triangle around her as she moved into the house. Getting into the house she was surprised when no one came to greet her. All their boots were in the entrance and the weapons they all had from the arena were either on the table or leaning against the wall. She knew that they were here at least and maybe it was better they didn't see her looking so run down. She took off her boots and put her hook and carver set beside Cato's sword.

"We will be staying here with you as your protection Ms. Fanto." Taeran told her. She nodded and began walking up the stairs to where she assumed the bedrooms were. It was a three story house with comfy carpeting going upstairs. It was well decorated and furnished for a District 8 house. She was suddenly completely exhausted. They had been in limbo while traveling out of the arena and even in the bunker. Now that they were in rebel hands she had more weight on her then she did when she was on the hovercraft heading to the arena. Walking around the floor she found a nice size bathroom and three bedrooms. She took the room that seemed to be an extra guest room because it had the darkest curtains. Walking into the room she shut the door behind her and closed all the curtains. She stripped down to her underwear and crawled under the covers pulling them up under her chin. Her emotions were rubbed raw and the expectations of the real world were bearing down on her with a titan sized force. She needed an escape and the best one she could get right now was sleep.


Cato was in the basement with Thresh, Marvel and Rue going through the secret pantry they had found when exploring the house. Apparently the Head Peacekeeper decided to hoard goods from the citizen for himself and had quite a huge stash of things. Rue had actually found it noticing a weird bump in the wall paper which turned out to be a release button for the secret door which was also a cabinet. Cato had heard about Rue's survival skills but she was far more observant and analytical then he thought. No one else would have ever noticed the notch.

"Dibs on these." Thresh announced holding up a bag of caramel apple chips from the right side of the large room. Cato was digging behind some cans at the back of the room on a shelving unit when he heard some glass clinking behind the cans. Bending down he looked to the back of the shelf.

"Find anything Cato?" Marvel called.

"Nah just some canned stuff." Cato lied looking at the five maybe six bottles of alcohol at the back of the shelf. He figured there was no reason to tell the others about them, most probably couldn't handle drinking it anyways. He wondered if Luctra was used to drinking. He pictured playing a dirty drinking game with her and smiled.

"Okay we'll leave all of the stuff here for now since we just ate." Marvel told them walking out the door. Everyone followed him out and shut the cabinet/door behind them. They weren't planning on telling the rebels about the pantry since there really wasn't anything that would be useful and they agreed it would be a good place for them to meet if they all needed to talk privately.

"Hey Taeran is Luctra back?" Rue asked coming out of the basement as seeing Taeran sitting in the kitchen area.

"Yes Rue. Ms. Fanto went upstairs about 40 minutes ago." Taeran smiled. Cato turned and jogged up to the second floor without saying anything. Seeing only one of the doors shut he opened it and peeked inside. It was pitch black in the room and knew she was in here since the curtains had been open when he investigated the house earlier. That and he could see her jacket on the floor. Moving silently into the room he stopped when he noticed that a lot of her clothes were on the floor. Looking around he didn't spot her underwear so he moved closer to the bed. Getting to the bed he gently kneeled on it. Luctra was on her side facing away from him and had the covers tucked under her chin. Not wanting to violate any boundary he lifted the covers so he could see her back.

Cato let out a breath of relief. She had a bra on. If she hadn't he would have had to leave and he really didn't want to. He leaned over and he could see, now that his eyes had adjusted to the dark, Luctra's face was tense and if he was pretty sure she had been crying. He tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear wondering what the hell had upset her so much.

"I can't talk about it right now Cato." Luctra whispered. He had thought she might be awake because of her uneven breathing. She hadn't been able to fall asleep with all the crap running around in her head.

He watched as she brought her knees closer to her chest as she gripped the blanket tighter. Cato hadn't seen her look this small before. As if the wind could blow wrong and she would break apart. This whole comforting someone was not new territory; it was just territory he hadn't visited in a very long time. He remembered what he used to do when his sister would get upset listening to their parents arguments. He could do the same thing for Luctra just a little different since he didn't see her AT ALL like a sister. Moving off the bed he took off his shirt, socks and jeans leaving him in a pair of navy boxer briefs. He knew they hadn't been around each other with so little on since the cave but he knew skin to skin contact would comfort her more than if he had stayed fully clothed.

Sliding between the sheets Cato moved to the middle of the bed. Luctra felt him get into the bed with her and was relieved. She knew she wasn't going to be able to ask him to stay this time. He had given her so much already it wasn't right for her to ask him for more. Cato was a little hesitant to touch her since she was wearing so little and in the cave she had thrown shit a fit when he suggested sharing the comforter while she was undressed. He laid down half on his back and half on his side behind her. Moving a pillow under his head he bent his arm so his hand was under his head. Reaching across the under the blanket he touched her arm lightly with his other hand. When his hand touched her Luctra felt another one of her walls break. She needed Cato right now and she had never in her whole life let herself need someone. He was slowly becoming a pillar in her life and considering what they were going to be heading into she didn't know if it was right to let him take that responsibility. There was just so much she didn't know about what was right and what was wrong between people that liked each other like she liked Cato.

Luctra rolled over and into Cato quickly. Cato was surprised when she rolled into him thinking she had wanted some space. Luctra placed her head on Cato's shoulder high enough that they were almost face to face. She threw her leg over his body and wrapped her arm over his ribs. She pushed her body as close as she could against him. Her mind settled focusing on their skin to skin contact. It felt incredible being so close to him with so little on. Her body flushed with heat. Cato had wrapped his arm around her, his one hand rested on her lower back while the one other one rested on her shoulder. It was almost like the position they had been in while they were in the forest but much more intimate. Cato knew what ever had happened in the meeting Luctra had been called into had really upset her since she was holding onto his body like it was a life preserver.

Luctra clung to Cato as sleep transported to a world controlled by her deepest desires and the escape her mind knew would be a true escape.

Luctra's Dream

Luctra looked around trying to figure out where she was. She was back in the cave Cato had found in the arena. Peeling back her towel she saw no scar or wound on her leg. Turning to look over at Cato's 'side' of the cave she saw he was wrapped up in the comforter leaning against the wall sleeping. Her core was burning for him. Inhibitions gone Luctra got up and walked over to him her bare feet padding across the stone of the cave. Placing one foot on either side of his legs she lowered her body down so she was straddling his thighs. Cato's eyes snapped open and he tensed thinking she might be a threat but relaxed when they focused on her.

His eyes met hers in question as to what she was doing on his side of the cave and in his lap. Smiling she pulled open the comforter exposing his bare chest to her. His hands went to rest on the top of her thighs lightly. Luctra visually drank in his exposed skin and placed her hands on his abdomen. Spreading her fingers she massaged her hands up his abdomen as Cato's breathing became deeper. Her hands traveled up to his pecks where she flicked her pinky fingers over his nipples. She watched as his head fell back his eyes closing. She flicked her pinkies over them again and watched him bite his lip. She moved her hands over his skin until they were stretched over his neck. She outlined his esophagus with her thumbs watching as it vibrated slightly as Cato's chest rumbled.

She brought her hands to the side of his face and tilted his head back down. His eyes were the liquid sapphire she loved. She brought her lips to his in a deep kiss. She pushed her tongue over his lips and explored his mouth feeling the growl from his chest travel over her lips. She felt one of his hands move from her hip and cup her womanhood pushing the fabric of her underwear teasingly against her centre. She pulled her lips back from his and threw head back. She felt him push a thumb against her underwear between her folds.

"Cato…" Luctra moaned as he pushed harder against the bundle of nerves between her folds.

End Dream

Cato wasn't tired so he had been running his fingers through Luctra's hair as she slept. Things were great between them but she still had yet to see what he was capable of. He was a trained killer and while she said it didn't matter would seeing it change things? He felt her shift closer to him and her breathing picked up. It must be something she was dreaming about he concluded. He watched her face as he lips parted and she began to pant lightly. He felt her leg tighten on his waist as she pushed her pelvis into his hip hard. 'Holy Crap!' Cato thought. She was having a wet dream. Cato felt the animal rage needing to know if she was thinking about him. She pushed into him again and he could feel the area between her legs was damping against the bare skin of his hip bone. Cato felt like he was being tortured and blessed at the same time. On one hand Luctra was driving his need to have himself inside her to an uncomfortable level and on the other she was so naturally sexual it would make a monk break.

"Cato…" He heard her moan as she shifted herself against his hip to create friction against her core. Cato's hands formed into fists and he bit his lip hard to stop himself from reacting to her. The animal was gloating that she was dreaming about him. She was asleep for fuck's sake and was still turning him on.

Luctra shot up wide awake. The pressure had built up between her legs so much that her mind had woken her up to deal with it. Breathing hard she sat in bed and ran her hand through her hair. Feeling the bed shift beside her she froze remembering Cato was with her in the bed. Her core still throbbing she slowly turned to look over her shoulder. Cato was now propped up against the pillows slightly an arm behind his head the other laying on his upper abdomen. He was breathing deeply and gazing at her with those sapphire hunter's eyes. She wet her lips knowing that he knew she had been having a wet dream while pressed to his side.

Luctra wasn't willing to let go of the dream right now. Everything outside this was on a path she couldn't control. She couldn't control what the rebellion had done, or where she was going for the most part. But she could control what she did with Cato. It was between them and them alone. Turning around she crawled up over Cato's body. Cato watched as Luctra crawled over him and straddled his abdomen sitting just above his member. He was trying to think of anything that would keep him calm right now but the fact that his hand was just above her womanhood kept popping into his mind. He could feel the slight dampness from between her legs on his stomach and his fingers itched to touch it. Luctra reached out and took both his hands and placed them on her thighs. She pressed them into her thighs. Cato knew she was telling him that this is where his hands had to stay while she did whatever it was she was going to do. He was surprised his mind was even working with Luctra on top of him in nothing but her grey panties and bra completely turned on from her dream about him. He gripped her thighs letting her know he understood. She smiled at how well they understood each other without talking.

Luctra pushed her hands over Cato's forearms, leaning forward as her hands moved up to his biceps to his shoulder joints. As she leaned her underwear dragged against her causing a minor tingling against her core. Cato watched her face intently. It was addictive watching her figure out her own pleasure zones above him. She leaned back dragging her hands over his chest and down over his stomach thriving on how the muscles twitched and rose to meet her hands. Normally Cato was the one in control but giving it up to Luctra was a turn on since he got to watch her learn her own body by using his. Her hands on his stomach she gazed down at his body with a new hunger. She ran her hands over his chest again taking time to trace over the different scars. Cato could deal with her touching him like this. It wasn't causing him to get too excited as he kept telling himself it was just like a massage. She ran her fingers over the scar that ran across his ribs flattening her palm over his ribs when she reached the end of it. Dipping her head she placed an open mouth kiss on the scar on his peck. Cato bit his lip and looked up at the roof, blood flowing south as her hot mouth traveled over his different scars. It was so not a massage anymore. He had better get a medal for self-restraint after this.

Luctra loved the taste of his skin and the small rumble that was coming from Cato's chest as she gave each scar she could reach with her lips firm attention. Nipping over the last scar on his collar bone she pulled back and brought her hands up to his face. She tilted Cato's face back down and brought her lips against his. She kneaded his lips deeply with hers while she rolled her hips forward and back in an effort to relieve some of the pressure building between her legs. Moving her hands to his shoulders Luctra deepened the kiss drawing her tongue over his lips. Cato's grip moved up to her hips and tightened on them with punishing force as he willed his hands to stay there. Luctra and Cato battled for dominance with their tongues and Cato's animal clawed to the surface hearing the mewing sounds of pleasure Luctra was making. Cato continued to cause her to moan by making deep patterns in her mouth with his tongue as he felt Luctra grinding against his stomach. He knew exactly what was bothering her and that she had no clue how to deal with it when she was with a man.

Figuring it wouldn't break the rules Cato pushed his thumbs into the pressure point on her hips and forced her heated folds to drag against his semi hard member.

"Ohh…." Luctra groaned breaking their kiss as Cato pushed her hips back grazing the area she had been trying to alleviate pressure from. A jolt ran through her body as she found her thoughts about her knees barely touching the ground while straddling Cato were true. It forced her legs open wider and her feminine lips to part more. Pushing her weight into her hands against his shoulders Luctra rolled her hips forward over him moaning as his member pushed between her wet folds against her underwear. Cato helped guide her hips as she continued to drag herself over him watching her face as she felt waves of pleasure like this for the first time. Her fingers dug into his shoulders and then released each time she moved over him and then back. Luctra's whole body was tingling and rubbing herself against Cato felt amazing but something was building up in her centre and it was getting uncomfortable so she slowed herself down until it became a dull ache.

Luctra leaned back bringing her hands down to Cato's lower abdomen as she felt his member pressed up against her wet core. She was panting heavily as she brought a hand up and pushed her wild hair back from her face. Cato was breathing tightly and looking at her with pure lust as his hands continued to grip her hips. She lusted over the knowledge she would have bruise there tomorrow from his guiding her along.

"Can I move my hands now?" Cato's voice was deep and Luctra felt it pluck the same chord it had back under the waterfall. She nodded her head breathing to heavily to actually speak. Cato snapped Luctra up into his arms, swung his legs over the bed with her latched onto his hips and then turned them so he could lay her flat on the bed. He was on top of her while they were now sideways on the bed. He looked into her eyes to see if he had crossed the boundaries. She had her head back and her thighs were still locked onto his hips. He placed a hand on the bed on either side of her shoulders and dropped his weight onto her. The animal vibrated as Luctra let out a contented moan and relaxed her thighs so Cato could get even closer. He was pressed against her again and she felt the pressure building up again and the different angle that he was hitting her at.

Cato rolled his hips down into her and watched as Luctra's hands shot to the bed and gripped the sheets. Cato and Luctra's eyes locked. He rolled in deeper strokes getting addicted to watching the flash of surprise and pleasure dance across her eyes as she looked into his. He placed a kiss on her collar bone and tracked his tongue over her skin up to his mark while slowly rolling his hips into her. Luctra was a puddle of nerves and desire beneath Cato. She felt him place an open mouth kiss on her mark and whimpered. Cato heard her whimper and knew exactly what she wanted. Cato new the mark was probably still sore from this morning so he bit down on it gently. Luctra bucked her hips violently up though with all Cato's weight on her it was more of a strong rub against his hardness. She felt him growl against her neck.

"Cato…" She brutally moaned her arms wrapping around his back under his arms feeling the muscles flex under her hands like she had imagined they would back under the waterfall. Hearing her moan Cato pushed into her folds as hard as he could with his member. She knew she was on the verge of screaming out it felt so good that she found her mark and bit down as hard as she could too muffle herself. Cato let the animal enjoy the feeling of her marking him for the world to see permanently. He let go of her skin and pushed his body up against her putting more pressure against her teeth. Luctra tasted metal and her animal pranced knowing her mark was now just as permanent as his. She let go of his neck and ran her tongue over the mark to sooth the skin. Knowing things wouldn't go farther than this she nuzzled his neck as a way of saying thank you for letting her take control.

Cato turned his face to her as her head dropped back onto the bed. Her hands were rubbing over his back soothingly and he knew she had gotten what she needed, and so had he somewhat. He still wanted all of her but knew that this had been a huge step for her. He kissed her teasing her lips with his. Pulling back he looked into her eyes. He saw something in them he hadn't seen until now. He saw complete trust along with her desire. Both the animal and his practical mind flared in contentment knowing that Luctra trusted him deeply. Luctra saw a deep shift in Cato's eyes and noticed that he looked genuinely happy for the first time.

"Virgin." She whispered knowing now was the right time to tell him. She wanted him to know that she trusted him completely considering her fears and what she had just done, and then let him do to her. Cato grinned like she had just told him he actually was immortal. He leaned down and kissed her again, the huge smile still on his face. She could feel he was still hard between her legs and was wondering if she was supposed to do something about it. She shifted a little thinking maybe that would help him. Cato felt her shift and saw the look of confusion on her face and knew she was trying to figure out if or how she was supposed to deal with his erection. Kissing her lightly on the forehead he rolled off her and headed to the connected bathroom that Luctra hadn't even noticed.

Cato entered the bathroom and locked both doors. He was going to have to be quiet since he didn't know who was on the other side of the jack and jill bathroom. He turned on the water to muffle any sounds as he reached into his briefs and freed himself. He hadn't had to do this in years but it didn't bother him since it was because Luctra had caused it at her own initiation. Stroking himself he thought about her under the waterfall and his Tracker Jacker hallucination.

Luctra heard the water turn on and knew what Cato was doing. She wanted to run up to the door and listen to see if he called out her name. She chickened out thinking he might find it perverted if he caught her. Remaining on her back where Cato had left her she still felt so alive and buzzed with sexual energy. She ran a hand through her hair and placed it behind her head. Her other hand somehow found its way to the top of her underwear where she ran her fingers slightly under the band. She had only done this a few times but her core was still tight. Pushing her hand downward over the small strip of hair, the Remake had included EVERY part of her body, her fingers dipped between the folds that were still wet. Her dream ran through her mind and she bent one leg up as she moved her hand to change the angle wondering if Cato's hand would do it better. She felt herself jump as she passed over different areas and closed her eyes enjoying the feeling, though it wasn't as good as when Cato was rubbing against it.

"If you had wanted that I would have been happy to do it."

Luctra's hand flew out of her underwear and she shot up on the bed. Cato was leaning against the door frame of the bathroom with his arms crossed and a sexy smirk on his face. He had caught her and a deep red blush spread over her face.

When Cato had come out of the bathroom he almost turned and went right back in at the sight that greeted him. He really hadn't seen a girl pleasuring herself before since it didn't matter to him if she could get off without him. Seeing Luctra, though his view was blocked by her thigh because her leg was bent, touching herself because she was so turned on by him was hot. Really hot. He wanted to watch her do it and call out his name begging him to finish for her.

Luctra groaned in embarrassment and flopped back onto the bed. She covered her eyes with the hand that wasn't wet from touching herself. "You weren't supposed to see that." She mumbled. She was embarrassed but not ashamed.

"I'm glad I did." He whispered back seductively. Luctra felt herself heat up again at the knowledge he had been turned on by watching her, but she still gave him the finger with her wet middle finger. The animal in Cato reared again wanting to taste that finger but Cato's practical side warned him that it might freak out Luctra. He would wait till they got to a point where he would know if it would. He walked over to the bed and laid on his stomach beside Luctra his arms cushioning his head. Feeling him watching her she brought her hand down to the bed and looked over at him. He had a smile still on his lips and Luctra felt herself smiling back. Rolling onto her side towards him she reached out and rubbed his back with her slightly damp fingers though she was positive he didn't care.


"Thresh you go near those stairs and I swear I will lie and tell Cato, Dash and Rue that you called Luctra a good for nothing ho bag." Foxy threatened as she saw Thresh heading for them. Thresh stopped and turned to Foxy surprised.

"That's her serious voice Thresh." Marvel warned. Thresh backed away from the stairs hands over his head in surrender. In the living room right now were Marvel, Thresh, Foxy and Peeta. The rest were in the basement messing around with some of the games they found. Mostly to keep Rue and Dash distracted while Luctra was with Cato.

"Normally I'm all for you barging in on them but Taeran said that Luctra looked like she had been through an emotion ringer before they brought her here." Foxy answered sitting back on the couch with Marvel.

"It's probably just the beginning of it for Seaweed." Clove pointed out. All of them knew that things were just going to get harder and more pressure was going to be dropped onto Luctra as the rebellion progressed.

"Do we even know what they expect from her?" Marvel questioned wrapping his arm around Foxy.

"What worries me is this whole 'Sacrifice' thing." Peeta commented.

"You and me both. Sacrifice normally means giving up something serious." Thresh commented flopping into a plush chair.

"In this case it might mean her life. She might have the rebellion but they might expect her to stand alone as the icon." Foxy worried. Marvel kissed her head trying to comfort her.

"I don't know about the rest of you but I plan on sticking by her side and with the rest of the LLC. So does Katniss." Peeta announced.

"Well Rue is attached to Dash and Luctra. Personally even without that I'm with the group." Thresh announced. Marvel and Foxy added their commitment. Everyone looked at Clove. No one really knew where she stood officially. Clove looked up at the people around her.

"I go where Big Boy goes. And he's been doomed since he saw Seaweed at the parade after her transformation." Clove snorted. Almost everyone let out a sigh of relief. "Plus if she hurts him I'll carve my name in her non-scarred leg."

"Yeah well he hurts her and I castrate him." Thresh challenged. Clove and Thresh stared each other down.

"Deal." Clove said sticking out her hand.

"Deal." Thresh answered reaching out and shaking it.


AN: I feel I should tell you that this is a CRUCIAL chapter to understanding Luctra's character deeper in the coming chapters so keep it in mind as the story continues. Was that Luctra/Cato goodness? I feel like I should be cutting these long chapters in half. Hopefully those of you that were wondering about the whole Finnick/Luctra problem are consoled. The bond was deeper between them so it's going to take time or a major event to bring back the trust.

I'm getting slightly disheartened about continuing to use with all the purging and forum groups popping up that are only focused on getting stories deleted. While I understand there are rule breakers and certain things need to be reported it's kind of like you think you're a cop when in reality you're just the head of neighbourhood watch lol. Hopefully this will all die down like it did 10 years ago after the first purge, but took a lot of time to recover from it.

Luv

Rayn