A/N: There won't be story progression here. This will exclusively be exploration of the relationship between Gale and Katniss, in the situation they are currently in. Maybe a little something that'll satisfy you Galeniss fans.

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Tell You My Sins

"Katniss! Katniss where are you!" I keep screaming trying to find her, I can hear her screaming my name. I try to follow the sound, but it keeps changing direction, and then just stops.

I finally find her, with Marvel and Cato holding her to the ground, and muffling her screams.

Suddenly I feel someone punch me in the chest. I try to move, but I can't. I hold the spot that I felt it, but when I look down, I see that I have blood all over my hands, with something protruding from my chest. I wasn't punched, I was stabbed. Clove gleefully moves right in front of me, and rips the blade from me, blood spurting from the wound with the knife. I collapse to the ground, where I feel her crawl above me, pinning my weakened body to the ground, the pain of the stab shooting through me at last, paralyzing me. She forces my face forward to watch what they're doing to her.

"Enjoy the show loverboy!" Clove sadistically mutters into my ear. Marvel removes Katniss's pants, and removes his own, forcing himself onto her.

I weakly croak, "Katniss!" I can barely breathe through the blood coming from my mouth.

All I can hear is Katniss screaming in pain, and Marvel is reveling in it. He keeps punching her and using a knife to slice at her face and stomach. Finally he stops, and Cato repeats, forcing himself onto her as well. He uses his sword to start cutting long gashes in her neck, avoiding hitting anything major. The both of them are reveling in the pain she and I are suffering. When Cato finishes, he raises the sword upward, and sends it in a downward motion right into Katniss's chest.

I scream one last time, "Katniss! No!"

She becomes a fountain of blood, and I hear her desperately gasping for breath before her body just stops moving and goes completely still, limp and lifeless.

The next thing I feel is something warm rapidly going down the length of my neck. I quickly reach for my throat with my hand not holding my chest. I realize that there is flesh missing from my neck, my throat's been slashed, but at this point, I don't care. Katniss is dead, and now I want to be with her.

I feel Clove pull me onto my back, Marvel and Cato joining her as Cato plunges the sword right towards my face.

I shoot up, my breath labored and unstable. I hold my bare chest, and am relieved to find no knife, no wound, nothing. I'm alive.

But where's Katniss, Katniss isn't with me in the bed. I get up and start frantically yelling for her.

She comes running to me from the bathroom, "Gale what's wrong? You okay?"

Thank God she's alright. I run to her and hold her in my arms, tears flowing down my face. "It was so real Catnip."

She grips me tightly, clearly hearing the pain and fear in my raspy voice. "Gale. What happened?"

"I was forced to watch you die at their hands, Cato and Marvel."

She pulls her face back enough to look me in the eyes, before diving her lips onto mine. She pulls back enough to say, "I'm right here Gale. Nothing has happened, and nothing will happen. Okay?"

I pull enough strength to respond, "Okay. I don't wanna go back to sleep, I'm not going back in there."

She nods in response. She backs away from me, taking my hand, and bringing me to the window. She has me sit down against the corner of the wall. Before she can sit down with me, an Avox comes running in. Luckily, Katniss and I were wearing some clothing, I was wearing just pants, and so was she along with a skimpy top. The look on her face is wrought with worry, more than making up for her inability to speak.

Katniss speaks for me, "We're okay. But can you bring us some water?"

She nods and walks off. Katniss then sits across from me, on the other side of the window frame. "Something's telling me that. The careers killing me isn't the only reason that you screamed for me, is it?"

Perceptive woman. "No, it isn't. Something worse happened to you and I literally couldn't do anything to stop it."

Before either of us can continue, the Avox returns with two large cups and puts them in the space between us, and fills them.

I give her a thanks, and we fully drink them in one sitting. The cold feeling going down my neck and chest soothing me, bringing me to a much calmer state of mind. Katniss finishes her as quickly as I did mine. The Avox waited for us to finish, and when we did, we gave her our cups, and told her that would be it, and she can go back to sleep.

Alone once more, we sit there in silence for a minute, before she moves to relax herself against my chest, wrapping her arm around my back. I cuddle her to me tightly, unwilling to let her leave.

She starts using her free hand to trace the muscles of my body. "Gale. You said that you were forced to watch Cato and Marvel kill me. I think I can figure out what else they did, that you couldn't stop. Do I wanna know what they did to you?"

Whether or not she actually wants to, I answer her. "The moment I found you, Clove stabbed me in the chest." I start to tear up. "After you were...killed...I…she also slit my throat."

"Oh God, Gale."

"I'm so terrified right now. It seemed so easy yesterday to defy the careers, but now...I'm definitely not as confident as I was to say the least."

"Well, that makes two of us."

"What are we gonna do Catnip?"

"There's nothing that can be done right now. But what I know is that we won't have anything to worry about."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Cause we'll have each other's backs when the games begin. As long as we stay together, nothing will happen."

I'm grateful to her for being here, even though I know it means I will lose her or she will lose me. This would be so much harder if I had to do this alone. I rest my head on top of hers, still sobbing, but I'm comforted by the heat of her body against mine.

"Thanks Catnip." I start wondering why the Avox came running, but not Haymitch or Effie. "I'm surprised that Effie and Haymitch didn't come runnning."

I guess I spoke too soon, since both of them end up walking in. Effie's wearing a drastically different outfit than I'm used to seeing, an outfit that covers her fully, and her natural straight blonde hair is showing.

"You guys were just listening in on that weren't you." I kind of hope they did, cause I don't want to repeat what I just said.

Both of them nod before coming over and sit on the part of the sill across from us. Haymitch particularly takes my hands, the look on his face one of empathy. "Gale, I'm sorry. Is there anything we can do? For you two?"

"There's not much we can do about dreams is there?"

He just simply shrugs. Effie comes in, "Well. Maybe not. But we can help you through it."

She sits across from us, sporting her signature smile. "Tell me, how did you two meet?"

Katniss turns and gives me a smile, one that I flash back. Good idea Effie, just change the atmosphere to something different. I start us out with, "Not under the best of circumstances."

Katniss finishes, "It was right after our father's were killed in the mining explosion' about four years ago. We were going so hungry, we were forced to illegally hunt out in the forest."

"She found one of my snares. I messed with her a bit, reminding her that hunting out there is illegal. She nearly killed me for it."

Haymitch gave a laugh at that, Effie couldn't hold back a giggle.

"Of course I did, you looked like a man even then. I thought you actually would report me, what was I supposed to do?"

All four of us let out a loud belt of laughter.

"Gale and I became a thing three years later. After I saw someone flirting with him."

Effie let out a cute "Awww."

Haymitch just started laughing.

I change the subject, "What time is it?"

Haymitch answers, "Last I saw the clock I think it said 3 in the morning. We should get back to sleep."

Effie seems rather disappointed, but hides it. "You feel better you two?"

We both nod to her, and Katniss thanks them for helping us before they retreat to their own rooms. I do feel a lot better, but a part of me is still strained from the nightmare, a strain that Katniss apparently felt. She sticks her fingers down the front of my pants, and pulls me to my feet, "I know what we need to feel really good." She pulls my pants off of me, and lowers my head to hers, "A shower."

Catnip, you are such a tease.

She was right, the feeling of the water seems to wash away a lot of the strain from my earlier nightmare. However, she's also playing hard-to-get now, not letting me do more than simply touch her and kiss her. I guess she wants me to redirect my strain and force me to focus on her. Clever girl, cause it's working.

"You're killing me Catnip."

She lasciviously tells me, "That's the point." And then she turns off the shower. "Now come on."

I can't help but follow her lead, cause now I barely even remember what I was feeling earlier. All I want is to lose myself to our own personal reality, where all that exists is the two of us.

When we reach the bed, and she pushes me straight down onto my back, before crawling her way onto me. "Any complaints now, Gale."

I quickly answer, "Fuck no."

She throws her face to mine, taking a nip from my lip. Her teeth travel down my neck, while her hands pin my arms to the bed. I'm more than strong enough to overcome her, but I let her hold me down, letting her have control of me. Her mouth travels to my chest, where she bites and nibbles my nipples, one after the other.

"Jesus Christ, don't stop."

She doesn't, earning her more and more groans from me. She travels further down, her nose tracing the curves of muscles lining my whole torso. She lets go of my arms when she reaches my navel, dipping her tongue into me and sucking the spot periodically. It somewhat tickles. She eventually gets down to the v-shaped lines down at my hips, and uses her hand to stroke me, slow and steady. She traces the lines of my hips as her pace accelerates rapidly, before she takes me into her mouth. She gives me no respite, sucking me hard and fast, swirling her tongue around me. She knows how crazy this is making me, she keeps stopping, refusing to let me go over the edge. At this point, she does have full control, because I can't control myself at all, I can barely muster any strength in my arms. She finally release my throbbing flesh from her mouth, and crawls back up my body.

"You like that Gale?"

My heavy breathing is all the answer she needs. And then she lowers herself onto me, the warmth and the tight feeling alone pushes me over the edge, since I was already there from what she did with her mouth. She refuses to let me recover even for a minute, moving her hips against mine. Her pace was slow and steady, giving me enough of a break to recover from my previous high, and I start to thrust back into her. When she feels this, she increases the pace as I do in response. Eventually, I use my fingers to stimulate her sweet spot, quickly driving her to the edge. She suddenly accelerates to a rapid fire pace, my body unable to move fast enough to keep up with her. One more little touch of her sweet spot, and she goes over the edge, the sudden intense wet constriction forces me to go with her. She collapses against my chest, before rolling on her side, letting me slip from her, leaving me feeling cold and exposed.

Working through her pants, Katniss asks, "Feel better Gale?"

"Never better Catnip."

She lays her head against my shoulder, and relaxes into me as I cuddle her. Exhaustion overcomes us as we fall asleep again, this time hopefully for the rest of the night.

Song credit: Take Me to Church by Hozier