Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games because if I did Jay would exist!

I sat on the edge of Johanna's hospital bed watching the TV propped up on the wall next to us. Finnick sits on the chair next to her bed and Annie is curled up in his lap. We're watching me on the screen, Coin made me put out an announcement to show the Districts that I was alive and more people were defying the Capitol.

'So what do I need to do?' I tugged at the hem of the short, black dress they had made me wear. The woman named Cressida was setting up the camera equipment in front of me as I sat on a pillar in the forest outside 13. A stylist walked over and fixed my lipstick as Cressida smiled at me.
'We just need to say you're okay and that you're here and fighting. Then I'm going to ask you a couple of questions. We'll start when the red light on the camera turns on.' I nod and stare at the floor, taking a deep breath. Finnick and Gale stand behind the camera watching me, Finnick pokes his tongue out at me and I laugh as my nerves evaporate. Cressida motions to the camera and counts down with her fingers as the light flickers on.

'Hello world, remember me. If you don't well then hey that's your loss. I'm Juniper Odair Tribute from the Hunger Games. That's right, tribute not victor. As many of you may recall I died but as a matter of fact that's what they made it look like because imagine what would happen if you all found out that there was an escaped tribute on the loose. Listen closely to my story as I tell you how I made our rulers look like the little idiots they are.' I sat there for an hour as I told my story and she asked me questions, letting the world know what had happened to me.
'Now Jay, one last question before we let you go. How have you been dealing with the loss of Thresh.' I looked up my eyes wide, I had no idea she was going to ask that question, a tear rolled down my cheek and I turned to face the camera.
'I haven't, I miss him every second of every day and the thing only that keeps me going is knowing that I'm going to get them. Every last one of them, I going to make their lives miserable, I'm going to find them and destroy them. Everyone responsible for his death is going down and there is no place to hide when I come for you. So watch your back because you're not going to be alive much longer and if you are you're going to wish you weren't when I'm finished with you.' I looked up and glared at Plutarch who was standing behind the camera, his eyes filled with fear as he slowly backed away.
'Cut, that was brilliant.' They packed up their stuff and ushered me back inside, I tried to stay as long as I could. The fresh air felt good against my skin and it had been so long since I'd been outside I didn't want to go back underground, but Gale grabbed my arm and pulled me down the stairs.

'Nice job kid, you scared the crap out of me.' Said Johanna as she patted me on the back. 'Wait til Boreas sees that, he's going to regret everything he ever did to us.' I smiled and Annie flinched at the sound of your name whilst Finnick looked confused.
'Who's?'
'The man in charge of prisoners,' replied Johanna to his confusion. 'He hated Jay above everything else and now he's probably scared to death.' I smiled and Annie curled up tighter into Finnick.
'He's the one who killed Toby.' Annie whispered, Finnick looked down at her his face full of sadness.
'Then he deserves to die.' Finnick replied and hugged her tighter.

I sat on the bed next to Peeta; he was no longer chained down since Katniss had left for 2 he'd calmed down a lot. I had started to have lunch with him seeing as I felt like I didn't fit in with anyone else anymore and sitting in a small, cramped room with Peeta whilst a bunch of scientists watched us actually made me fell normal.
'So what did you do today?' I looked up at him and smiled.
'Well they let me go outside today. Me and Gale went for a walk in the woods and he went hunting and caught some food. It was good to go outside. Oh and I was on TV.'
'TV?'
'Yeah they made me record a message for all the Districts so that they'd know I was alive. They asked me a bunch of questions and stuff, it was good. How are you today?'
'She's not a mutt, is she? I'm not sure, she's dangerous I know that but she... I'm confused.' He sighed and I put my arm around his shoulder.'
'You'll get it eventually. It took me forever to remember how to learn how to use a fork but it's still there. We just need to find it.' They'd started to show him videos of his old memories but they just seemed to freak him out, I wasn't there when they did but it messed him up so much I asked if I could be there next to him when they tried to do it again.

They wheeled in the television after we finished eating and someone came in holding a needle and immediately he began to freak out.
'Don't be scared okay, I'm right here it's just like last time. I'm right here.' I took the needle from the man and Peeta held out his arm and squeezed his eyes shut. 'It's going to be okay; this will help us get you back.' I said as I plunged the liquid into his arm. He started to go fuzzy almost immediately and they turned on the screen. It was their interview after the games, the two of them intertwined on the couch talking about how much they loved each other. I didn't pay that much attention to it, I spent the whole time watching Peeta. Whenever he started to look scared I'd squeeze his hand or stroke his hair and he'd seem okay. When it was over he didn't say anything, he just stared straight ahead his expression blank.

'Are you okay?' He turned to look at me.
'I think I remember that.'
'You do that's good, tell me what you remember about it. You can do it.' He scrunched up his face in thought.
'It was after the games, we... we weren't allowed to see each other. She hugged me so hard I nearly fell over and then... I don't... I don't know.'
'It's okay. You're getting better, that's good. It's a good start.' I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and squeezed tightly.

I left Peeta to rest and spent the rest of the day watching Gale work on his traps.
'I heard Peeta's getting better.'
'Yeah, sort of. He's remembering little things but not enough to get him back. I just want him to get better.' I sigh and sink down in my chair.
'I'm sure that before you know it he'll be as good as new.' I nod but he doesn't look to sure.
'What about Katniss if he gets better then you won't be able to have her, are you sure you want that?' He turns bright red and pretends to be working on his trap so he doesn't have to look at me.
'I don't like Katniss.' He finally says, I roll my eyes but drop the subject.

'Do you think they'll ever let me outside again?' He looks up and shrugs.
'I'm not sure, they still don't trust you. I think they think you'll run away or something.'
'Where on earth would I run to?' He shrugs again and keeps working. 'They let Katniss go to 2, why can't I go somewhere and fight something. I'm sick of being kept indoors and not being allowed to do anything.'
'You're helping Peeta, that's something.'
'Yeah, something that's killing me slowly inside every time I have to see him like that. I don't even want to go for long, just long enough to make a difference, to feel the fresh air again.' He nods and stands up.
'Come on, let's go ask them then.' He grabs my hand and pulls me down the corridor.
'What makes you think they'll say yes?'
'Absolutely nothing, but there's nothing wrong with trying.' He says as he continues to pull me along behind him.

I sat in front of Coin's desk as she stared at me, Plutarch stood behind her trying to avoid eye contact as I refused to take my eyes off of him. Gale stood behind me, his hands on either side of the chair ready to grab me if I tried anything.
'We're sorry Miss Odair, we have yet to finish our evaluations. We cannot be sure that you can be trusted. So you will have to remain here in 13 under constant supervision before we let you out in the field.'
'But that's not fair, you let Katniss leave.' I leapt from my seat and slammed my hands down on the table. Gale grabbed my shoulders and forced me back down into my seat. 'You can't keep me in here. I'm going crazy in here.'
'I hope you understand we still need you in Peeta's rehabilitation process. Without you he makes no progress at all. You do want him to get better don't you?' asked Plutarch, speaking for the first time.
'OF COURSE I DO! YOU THINK I DON'T CARE ABOUT HIM! BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT HIM A LOT MORE THAN YOU DO! YOU LET ME ROT IN THAT PRISON AND I'M PRETTY SURE YOU WOULDN'T HAVE MINDED IF HE'D STAYED THERE FOREVER!' I leapt across the table and grabbed the front of his shirt, Gale wrapped his arms around my waist and tried to pull me off of him.
'MISS ODAIR THIS ISN'T HELPING YOUR CASE!' yelled Coin over my screams, I looked over at her and released Plutarch's shirt. Gale pulled me back over the table but refused to let go of me his strong arms still wrapped around my waist. 'Based on the behaviour you have just shown, you are deemed unfit to leave. We will reconsider your case when you learn to control yourself. Private Hawthorn, you too must learn to control your charges, you will be held accountable for everything she does. You are both dismissed.'

I stormed down the hallway with Gale trailing behind me.
'Slow down.' He said jogging up behind me, I spun around swinging my fist but this time he had the sense to duck. 'Can you stop doing that?'
'Not really. You did nothing to help me in there, all you did was stand there and agree with everything they said.'
'What was I supposed to do.'
'SOMETHING! ANYTHING! Not just stand there like an idiot, I thought you were my friend.'
'Friends don't generally attack each other every chance they get.'
'Well friends don't give other friends a reason to.'
'What are you talking about I have been nothing but nice to you.'
'As if, you just a suck up. You'll do anything those idiots tell you to and you don't care who you hurt.'
'Unlike you who doesn't listen to anyone and attacks anyone who tries to help you.'
'Fuck you Gale.' I spun around and stormed down the hallway to my room biting back tears.
'JAY! COME ON JAY I'd DIDN'T MEAN IT!' He calls behind me but I ignore him and keep going.

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