"We'll be fine, Cato," I tell him as we walk towards the hill surrounding the mouth of the Cornucopia. He stops and turns to me, cupping my face with his hands.

"What if something happens?" He questions, honestly and truthfully, concerned for what will happen after today.

"It won't," I assure him. He stares at me for a little bit, but eventually drops his hands as we keep walking. Once we get to the Cornucopia, we cross over into the deeper part of the hill. This is where we are about to split up. Cato will go hide in the trees closer to the Cornucopia to catch someone running away and I will go to the closer part that will be the quickest distance to the Cornucopia.

"Good luck," he tells me. "May the odds be ever in our favor," he whispers and I smile. He leans in and kisses me, softly and slowly. I wish I could keep doing this, but we must go now to be ready. With one last look, he runs away farther into the trees. I watch until I can't see him anymore and then move in closer.

I'm only in wait for a couple minutes when Foxface darts out, snatching her bag and only her bag, before heading right to where Cato should be. I don't even make another move to get her because another comes running up the side of the hill. Even from here, I can see her braid bouncing down her back. Fire Girl. This is it.

I run up the smallest part and throw my first knife, aimed to knock her down. She dodges it with her bow. An arrow flies at me and luckily, it only skims my left arm. I run closer, tossing another knife, this one hits her forehead, right above the eyebrow. I slam into her, knocking her to the ground, sitting on top of her, the blood running down her face from the wound I made.

"Where's your boyfriend, District Twelve? Still hanging on?" I snarl.

"He's out there now, hunting Cato. Peeta!" She cries. I jam my fist into her windpipe, keeping her quiet for a minute while I look around. He should be still in pain, but who knows what kind of medicine you can get with all the sponsor money they surely racked up. No one even makes a noise, no rustling, no shouts back.

"Liar. He's nearly dead. Cato knows where he cut him," I say. She can't know that I also know where I cut him, that I knew his plans. "You've probably got him strapped up in some tree while you try to keep his heart going. What's in the pretty little backpack? That medicine for Lover Boy? Too bad he'll never get it."

I open up my jacket, letting her see all my knives. I pick one, perfect for causing the slow death of the girl on fire.

"I promised Cato if he let me have you, I'd give the audience a good show," I tell her slowly. Since she's been giving them such a good show already, why not keeping the show going until her death? This is the least she can pay me for taking away my spotlight. She struggles underneath me, but I don't let up.

"Forget it, District Twelve. We're going to kill you. Just like we did your pathetic little ally…what was her name? Rue? Well, first Rue, then you, and then I think we'll just let nature take care of Lover Boy. How does that sound? Now, where to start?" I say, pulling her face around. I wipe the blood away from her face with my jacket sleeve. She tries to bite me, but I pull her back by that stupid braid.

"I think…I think we'll start with your mouth," I say as I trace her mouth with the blade. She doesn't move at this, watching me. "Yes, I don't think you'll have much use for your lips anymore. Want to blow Lover Boy one last kiss?" I think of watching this moment back at the end of the Games. She spits in my face, blood and spit together. I wipe it away, angry now. I think about just killing her now, right through the heart.

"All right then. Let's get started." Suddenly, I am yanked up into the air by the back of my jacket. I scream. It's Thresh. It's the only person left who would do this. I can't fight back. All I have is my small carving knife, and the way he holds me doesn't allow me to get back into my jacket. I try to kick, but it doesn't work.

"What'd you do to that little girl? You kill her?" He asks, yelling in my face.

"No! No, it wasn't me!" I shout, trying to hit him anywhere that would cause him to release me but all of them are too far from my reach.

"You said her name. I heard you. You kill her? You cut her up like you were going to cut up this girl here?" He asks.

"No! No, I- Cato! Cato!" I cry, screaming at the top of my lungs. I hope he's running but wherever he is, it's probably too far away. This is it. I know when I look down at the rock. I don't give up though, I can't. I wasn't built to give up.

"Clove!" I hear Cato, so close, but too far to do any good. He smashes me, hard against the wall of the metal Cornucopia. God, it hurts so bad, a buzzing, a ringing. I drop, limp. I can't do anything. My head hurts so bad and it spreads slowly, everywhere. I hear mumbles from Thresh and Katniss, what they are talking about, I don't know. I just hope he kills her. My vision starts blurring. This is it. I'm leaving. Right now.

"Clove, stay with me!" It's Cato. He holds me in his arms, pressing my hand next to his cheek. I feel a drop land on my hand. He's crying. "Clove, please," he cries. He kisses me on the mouth. I don't feel anything, but I know I need to say something. I try to work up enough energy, knowing this will be it for me.

"Cato, win. Win for me. Please. Take care of my family and you. Please, Cato, I love you. You have too," I say, between breaths. It takes my forever just to get those words out. He nods.

"I promise, Clove. I love you too and I always will, forever and always," he tells me, leaning down to kiss my forehead. It takes too much energy to say or do anything else. I know that. He grabs my hand. That's when I close my eyes for the last time and then breath my last.

Boom!

This is it. I cried writing this chapter. I love Clove so much and through writing this, I've gotten to know her so much more. Tomorrow will be the AU and then it's over. Thank you all for reading this! Every time one of you favorites, or follows, or reviews, I feel so happy. I literally say "thank you" to each of you as I see them. I love all my readers!

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