Prompt: Hellooo! I've a prompt and I hope you like it: The Hanging Tree drabbles for Hayffie meeting up secretly? Or, just the same storyline for a ff please! Xoxo

I made it a series of drabbles 100 words each. I'm not sure it's very clear because I'm crap at poetry but the tree stands for Thirteen

The Hanging Tree

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
They strung up a man
They say who murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.

"You want me to come with you."

Haymitch waits for her answer. Water pours on them, the steam from the shower clouds the room, it's hard to breathe. He hopes it's harder for the bugs to pick up their conversation. Effie's make-up is running down her cheeks, her eyes are bright with fright.

She will come either way, he will make sure of it, but he doesn't tell her. It's best to leave her a choice, it's best if it comes from her.

Her hands tangle in his damp hair.

Her mouth on his is answer enough.

He breathes again.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out
For his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.

"They're coming, Katniss." Peeta said.

The bunker protects them from the bombs or so they say. Effie huddles against him in the dark and keeps a running summary of why her whole life going to hell is his fault. She blames him for everything and clings to him at the same time, cursing him and begging him not to leave her in the same breath. Her voice isn't enough to cover the sound of the bombs.

It isn't enough either to cover the chaos once Coin announces Capitol soldiers are in the compound.

They try to find Katniss.

They fail.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run,
So we'd both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.

He thought bringing her to Thirteen would save her.

All he wanted was to keep her alive.

He wanted to see where that thing between them could go.

Now he keeps a tight hold on her hand as they run and he knows it was a mistake. He can't protect her, he can't save her.

Gunshots are the musical background to their flight. Katniss is dead, they saw her fall. They don't look back. They run straight for the sunlight. Neither of them wants to die buried underground.

Wind greets them outside. Still they run and no bullet stops them.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope,
Side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Night falls when they reach a tree in the middle of the forest. He can hear dogs barking around them, knows they have only seconds before someone finds them, before someone…

She looks up at him and she doesn't look afraid, she gives him her bright escort smile.

He takes out pills from his pocket. She grabs some without question when he hands them to her. Their free hands entwined, they bring the pills to their lips, never averting their eyes.

There is consolation in dying on their own term.

And he hoped in death they will finally be free.