Here's the next chapter! Enjoy! I do not own Catching Fire, any direct quotes will be in italics. (italics are also used for emphasis in this chapter.)

Ch. 37

Katniss and I stand at the window watching as our home disappears. For me this is the last time I will ever see it. I'm not even sure if Katniss realizes I stand not two feet away from her. Her hand sits right where her heart must be beating and her eyes contain the tears that are threatening to fall. The train moves too fast away from my home, away from the people that have surrounded me all my life.

It's not until now that I remember the thoughts of rebellion that I had weeks ago before the announcement of the Quarter Quell. Now what am I doing? Once again conforming to what the Capitol wants. They want me dead. They've wanted me dead since the moment Claudius Templesmith announced with his loud booming voice that Katniss and I were the victors. I was fighting to get Katniss home to this, the place that flashes before my eyes in a matter of seconds. A place of suffering for most. A place of loss for a lot. And now with the new Head Peacekeeper, a place of fear for all. I don't want Katniss living in this for the rest of her life. If she was going to have a life with Gale I wanted it to be a full one. Not a life where she fears to have children. Of course, it was now all too late. I could not work on a plan for a rebellion while being sent off to slaughter.

Which leads me to another thought. Victors are what keeps this country out of utter chaos. It was the one reason Marcus gave him self when I left; the possibility. If there was no possibility that one of the tributes could come home there would be no one fighting in the Games. Victors put a little tiny bit of hope in all of us. By the Capitol killing off Victors they will probably be adding more flames to the fire that Katniss and I started. Did they understand that? Did they understand that this was the worst Quarter Quell that could happen right now?

I leave Katniss to stand at the window once I no longer see the houses. Home is gone, I can't really think about it any longer. I know why Katniss stands there. Her goodbyes were saved for within the Justice Building. I was sad about that as well. They couldn't at least give us that? I had wanted to talk to Delly and Marcus without the ears of the rest of my family. I can only think of what Katniss would want to say to Prim, Gale, or her friend Madge, the mayors daughter. Forever left in her mind because of some unnecessary order President Snow probably gave.

I watch Katniss from behind. She stands still, her hand still up on her heart and her shoulders slumped slightly. I knew her plan, in her head she wasn't coming back, if only she knew. If only she knew the life I have dreamed for her to have. If only she knew what went on inside my head when she looked at me and I saw somewhere deep down inside her bright grey eyes the joy of that little kindergartner who sang the Valley song on the first day of school. If only she knew how deep my feelings went for her. If only she knew how many times my heart had stopped because of the way she looked at me or the way her words came steady out of her mouth or in the many time she kissed me. If only she knew how horribly I felt that I could not have a life with her. If only she knew.

After awhile I finally stand up and walk back over to her, she has now finally dropped her hand from her heart. "We'll write letters, Katniss. It will be better, anyway. Give them a piece of us to hold on to. Haymitch will deliver them for us…if they need to be delivered." Katniss looks up from the scenery outside. Her eyes catch on my face for just a second, but then she looks away and gives me a slight nod. She walks around me to her room.

I listen to my own advice and leave to write letters. I write one to each of my family members, Delly, Prim, and even surprisingly Gale. His is short, but real:

Dear Gale,

I know you would never think you would see a letter from me, but I know you love her. Part of me knows she would have chose you and the other part won't let myself believe it. But obviously, fate has decided something else for me. Love her. Love her as much as I would. Give her what ever she wants, let her be her stubborn self, take care of her, but what ever you do, love her. I know you will.

With loss,

Peeta.

I sign the letter with a shaky hand. I knew I was signing off my dreams, my hopes, but I knew it had to be done. I will always be apart of Katniss. Gale needs to know that, but I don't want it to stop them from having life. It seemed wrong. Finally once I've finished with every one I can think of I start with Katniss's, at first no words come, but then once they do they begin to flow.

Dear Katniss,

I know you wanted me to live, but you have something to live for. You have people to live for; you have people who need you. Prim, the one you started this whole thing for, she needs you. You can deny it or push it out of your mind, but it's true. You know it is. Gale needs you. You are his best friend. I saw you two when he was healing, he loves you and Katniss you love him. You cannot deny it. Your mom needs you. I never really knew what happened after your dad died, but I've heard things, she'll do it again. Dying for me is selfish Katniss, it is better this way.

I'm sorry I wasn't there those first couple months after the Games. I should have been there. I never realized that in the midst of needing you, you probably needed me as well. We can't deny the everlasting connection we had. You don't come close to death with some one and then forget about them. If you never forgive for not being there, that's okay.

I wanted a life with you. I did. I'll regret never getting to have one with you. The worst part is. I've imagined it. Our kids, our holidays, our wedding, us with gray hairs, I've thought about all of it. Our life in my dreams was pretty good, but I know if you try hard enough you can have the same thing with Gale. Like I said before you love him. You two will have a wonderful life.

One request, please never forget me. I will always love you.

With everlasting love,

Peeta.

I hope you liked it! More emotional stuff, I know sorry, if it makes you feel better I was almost crying when I wrote it... Okay, umm Mockingjays? Do you not like being Mockingjays? Because people aren't reviewing anymore, and I don't know what's going on. Please it doesn't have to be every chapter, but just a check-in every once in awhile would be appreciative. Thank-you! Also I re-wrote the first chapter of The Fate Games because well lets just say it wasn't my best work, believe it or not this has really made me a better writer. Thank you guys for that! So if you want to check that out, that would be awesome! Don't forget to REVIEW on the way out! Thanks! ~Boywithbreadlover