Sorry it took so long guys, but here it is. Yay new chapter! The reason it took so long is because I had an idea for a new fanfic and I had to write it before I forgot. The story is called bones and you should all go and check it out, I love it and I'm sure you all will too! Any way, heres the new chapter, hope you like it!

~MadcapScribbler

Katniss' Point of View.

Once we have moved everything to one of the only empty official hospital units, we set up a makeshift testing unit. Garnett does the work, and questions me as she does. After an hour or two, we've discovered that the water, bandages, food and medicine have all been contaminated with a strong dose of manipulated tracker jacker venom.

"The question now, is who contaminated the supplies... And why?"
"It was clearly deliberate." I say.
"Yes. There's no way that this amount of venom could get in here by accident."
"No, I meant that it was deliberately given to us."
"Oh. Do you know where they came from?"
"Two men delivered them. Gale told me they were from the Capitol."
"Did you see them."
"Briefly. Both were quite tall, wearing suits."
"Suits?"
"Yeah…"
"What did they look like?"
"Normal suits, like someone would wear to a funeral."
"Doesn't sound like the capitol. I know that fashion up there has become more… reserved that it has been in the past, but they wouldn't wear ordinary suits. Especially not in a war zone."
"Good point. But then of course that would mean…" I gasp in realisation.
"This was definitely a set up."


Forest's Point of View.

When I get into his room, Caspar is still asleep. I go and sit next to him in the chair that's slightly broken (one of the legs is shorter than the others). I balance it and sit in silence. I check through his medical records, which still lists a number of things. He's looking better, but still not well. I hold his hand; the good one that is, not the one wrapped in bandages.
"Marry me" he whispers, taking me by surprise.
"Caspar?" he opens his eyes and looks directly at me, he doesn't say anything. "Caspar we talked about this. Not yet. I can't and besides, look at you, who knows when you'll be better."
"I know" he states, closing his eyes again. "I just decided that I will ask you every day. You have to say yes eventually."
"You're mad" I laugh
"It took you this long to realise?" he laughs back before wincing in pain.
"Caspar! What is it, are you ok?"
"I'm fine" he says through gritted teeth. "It's just my ribs" He sighs when the pain seems to stop before turning his head in my direction and smiling at me. He cups my face in his hand and strokes my cheek with his thumb.
"Are you ok?" He asks me. I nod, even though I'm not. I haven't told anyone about the headaches and the dizziness. It's probably just lack of sleep to be honest, but oh well.
"No you're not. What's the matter?" He's now fully awake, eyes open and sat up.
"I'm fine. I promise."
"If you're sure…" He sighs. "Hey, come here." He moves up so he's on one side of the bed. I Lie next to him, on my side so we are facing each other, and hold his hand. We lie in silence for a while before he breaks it.
"You're so beautiful" he whispers.
"Caspar…"
"Shhh. You are. And it's not because you have nice hair or perfect eyes or amazing lips. Ok so you have all of those things, but that's not what I see first. What's beautiful is your strength. Your willingness, your independence, your sense of adventure, your fearlessness, your determination; they're the things I see. And your smile. I still can't get over that smile. I love you"

I feel the blood rush to my cheeks and can only imagine how red I'm going as he speaks to me. I wish he wasn't so perfect.
"Stop it." I sigh jokingly.
"No."
"What will it take for you to stop?"
"Marry me" I giggle at his childishness.
"hmm, let me think about that… oh yes I said no to that same question about ten minutes ago." I joke. "Seriously Caspar."
"Ok, ok. I get it. I guess I'll have to wait until tomorrow." He laughs to himself.

Later, when he's fallen asleep, I go and get something to eat. When I return he's still sleeping, but a nurse is in the room. She's young, and I recognise her vaguely. I guess I must have seen her around the district once or twice.

"How long has he been asleep, I don't want to wake him up if he's just drifted off."
"Oh no, he's been asleep for a while, it's ok, you can wake him up."
"Oh ok. I will in a moment. I'll just sort this out first" she says, turning to face the sink in the corner and fiddling with some equipment.
"So you must be Forest?" she asks.
"Yeah, that's me" I say, taking a seat back in the broken chair.
"Caspar never shuts up about you; you really are his whole universe." He smiles.
"Yeah, well, he's. Uh… He's pretty special to me too." I say, ever so slightly uncomfortable with the conversation at hand.

The nurse then taps him by the shoulder and wakes him up to do what she calls 'routine checks'

"So, before I go I need to ask, how are you feeling."
"Fine." He says.
"The pain killers are working?"
"Perfectly"
"And you haven't had another seizure yet?" she asks.
"What?" I interrupt. "Caspar, you never told me you had a seizure"
"Oh, Forest, it's fine. In fact it was almost expected for Caspar's epilepsy to become more aggressive, especially after"
"Epilepsy?" I interrupt. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Forest, I. I didn't want you to look at me differently, I'm sorry, I"
"I don't. Just. Is there anything else you've hidden from me?"
"Forest…" he reaches for my hand.
"No. You know what. I need to get home. Bye" I say bluntly before leaving the room and trying not to cry.