More Quarter Quellness. CPR time! Anyone else thoroughly disappointed by not being able to see Finnick and Peeta liplock during the Catching Fire movie - damn you movie people! Don't forget your fangirls! ) Hunger Games are not mine.


I push her out of the way and begin my rhythm with my hands. She's in a crazy state.

"Don't! You're going to kill him!" She comes to attack me, messing up my count. I push her with medium strength and send her flying into a tree. I get back on beat and lean down and press my lips on Peeta's, holding his nose shut. I watch Katniss lower her bow, finally catching on to what I am doing.

His lips are soft, very soft. I watch his chest as it heaves, pushing large breaths of air in through his mouth. Eventually I go back to pushing his heart and it starts pumping again. He coughs and holds his head. I give him a grin as he figures out I saved his life.

"How does it feel to get a kiss from Panem's hottest bachelor... and stay asleep?" I joke. Katniss jumps on him and hugs him tightly. Just as I do for Annie. Her and I are both protectors. She starts crying.

"I was so worried Peeta!" She sounds just like she did when she found him with nightlock in his hands. Her eyes. She's convinced me, I can tell they're in love – but she's still questioning it. I thought she was always lying.

"How did you know about the force field?" I ask as we all settle back down and continue onward. She gives some crap story about how the Capitol fixed her ear to it. I go along with it. I assume the Capitol will be asking questions.

"Then by all means, please lead." I offer with a smirk. She reluctantly heads out in front but throws nuts and rocks at her left just in case. Walking. I am getting tired of it, but it's mostly the heat that is just hell.

We keep heading out and Mags picks up some nuts and starts munching on them after they're fried from the force field.

"Those aren't safe Mags!" Katniss yells. "They could be poison!"

She grumbles at her but smiles. She looks at me for explanation.

"She used to eat them to stay alive during her games." Mags's games. I've only seen them once, she looks nothing like she does now. Age is probably the main factor in that. Mags was quite capable with her hands. Not like her character today.

After a while, when Peeta and Katniss sees that Mags is still okay they go on to eat the nuts as well. I trusted Mags from the get-go, but even I was a little reluctant with the nuts. Katniss climbs another tree. She's quite the spider.

She comes back down, "No water except the ocean. The arena looks like a circle though." I assess this as we keep walking. A circle, and so small. We ran into that force field in only a few hours.

I can hear Peeta stumbling and Mags's breathing get heavier behind me.

"Let's make camp here Katniss." We agree and she goes off to hunt. I sit Peeta down, the force field did a number on his head. I grab some tall grass as Mags goes off for nuts.

I hand him a fistful of the leaves. He eyes me curiously, "Here, I'll teach you how to weave. We do it all the time in 4." He takes them and watches my quick hands maneuver the stock to form large sheets, sturdy sheets. Mags comes back with nuts and helps us. Between the two of us we're finished. I laugh as Peeta still struggles with what I gave him.

We find some sticks and set up the strong sheets into a hut almost. Mags and Peeta roast the nuts while I tie everything to get it sturdy. The shelter is great and we have some food, all accomplished within an hour. Katniss comes back when we hear the eight canons.

She has a hideous looking rat and I turn my nose at it a bit. We can't really light a fire, but Peeta uses his brilliant mind and fries the cubes of meat on the force field. I bet the gamemakers love that and are trying to figure out a way to make it impossible for us to that next time.

The meat is better then it looks and I brace myself as the faces appear in the skies. I watch it start with Woof who I killed today. It goes on to Tumble, and then we see Blight. Johanna is probably upset. I wonder if she got to Beete and Wiress, we talked about who would get who. We flipped a coin and I won. I hope she's at least being pleasant. Oh, wait, it's Johanna, I'm sure she's not.

That little joke keeps me happy for a second and then I see Seeder. Mags pats my shoulder. Mags and her were good friends, they loved to make things together. Both of them were like grandmas to me. My heart is still heavy as I notice a clink come on the ground. We all stare at the parachute.

"Well, Peeta died today. Why not let him open it?" He goes to get it.

It is a little metal tube. I give up immediately. I doubt it was for me. Mags shrugs, she can't make anything out of it. We're stumped and we all head to bed... thirsting for water.

"Wake up! Run!" The lovely message from Katniss is loudly received in the middle of the night. I grab Mags and we start running. I understand why. A think whitish fog is slowly creeping on us. Little splashes burn against my skin. I run quickly as Mags yawns, still wakening.

Peeta is stumbling along, but there, and Katniss comes up with us too. I trample over the foliage and try to get some distance between the fog and me. I continue to run quickly and look back for a minute as Katniss holds Peeta. He is very slow. It must be a combination of his artificial leg and the poison. I look in disgust as his face begins to sag. The fog is paralyzing us. I feel my arms starting to twitch a bit.

I feel Mags smack my head a bit. I have to go save Peeta. I run back towards the fog.

"Take Mags, I got Peeta." We switch loads and head off a bit.

I can hear the waves a bit through my trained ears and try to lead us back that way. I start slowly twitching more and more. I look at Katniss breath harder and harder. Her arms are giving out.

"I can't anymore Finnick." My arms are hardly holding on to Peeta. I look at Mags. I can't though. Tears well in my eyes and I want to tell her 'no'. I want to drop Peeta and take her with me. But I can't. She lets go of Katniss and gives me a kiss. A tear falls as I watch her run into the fog. She knows the plan, and she believes in Katniss. She believes so much, she just gave her life for Katniss's sanity.

I don't have the heart to look at her suffer and continue moving with Peeta on my back and Katniss at my rear. It's exhausting. The fog reaches closer and closer. It keeps splashing my face and back, burning my skin and the suit. I can feel it at my heels. I can't hold on any more.

I fall on to the ground and feel sand. Did we make it? I assume that the stinging is so bad and has already paralyzed my entire body so I can't feel the rest of it consume me. I just close my eyes. I try to picture Mags's face, when she was happy. Hugging Annie and I. She won't see the wedding. I wonder if I will even see it.