Katniss Pov

I woke up with a start, at the crack of dawn as I usually do. Which is strange. Since I don't exactly do anything with my days. Except mope and re-think dark memories. But I always used to wake up at this time. In the Arena, At home before hunting. Everywhere. But I did. And still do.

I patted over to the space next to me, but my fingers were met with cold empty sheets. My heart sped up quickly and I flung the sheets off. Was it a dream? A cruel, heartless dream?. I rushed into the hall. Looking in every upstairs room I could find. Missing out the obvious two. No way in hell would I go near Prim or mothers room. Not till I die.

I wandered the whole upstairs, my body shivering from the cool morning air. i jumped down the stairs lightly, my eyes frantically looking. I rushed into the livingroom. Nothing.

I slammed open the office door. No one.

My eyes were bundling with tears as I checked the last room, the kitchen. And there he was. His back to me, lightly baking something in the oven, and kneeding dough. I must have made some sort of noise, or maybe it was his instinct. Whatever the reason, he turned round, and the dough fell to the floor. His eyes locked on mine as my body shook with the cold, my eyes filled with tears.

"Katniss?" He exclaimed shocked, and I rushed into his arms, his arms automatically coming around me. A lose tear ran the length of my cheek, and my body shook with the contact of heat and freezing.

"I thought."I hiccupped "I thought you left, Or I thought it was a dream.. I . I don't know"

"I told you you weren't alone, and I intend to keep my word" he rubbed my goose pimple arms "You're freezing Katniss!" he exclaimed disapprovingly.

I shrugged, my teeth almost chattering "Im fine"

"No you're not" he guided me into the livingroom, and perched me on the end of the couch. He then threw the blanket from the back of the couch, around my frail shoulders, and I smiled a little in response.

"Ill get you you're breakfast" he turned to leave but I grabbed his wrist.

"Wait" I garbled out "Stay, Please. Honest im not hungry. Honest" My eyes were still shining with tears, and after a minute of peeta staring deeply into them, he sighed in defeat and sat next to me.

There was a silence that dragged on for longer than it should. I noted peeta shift nervously on the couch, but I didn't know where to start. My thoughts were jumbled. More than jumbled, they were in knots.

Knots. I could really use some knots right now..

Finnick..

I shook my head angrily at the images in my head of my former friend and ally. I could tell peeta wanted an answer, but I wasn't ready for the questions that would hurt me so emotionally. Not yet at least.

"Rope" I gasped out, my hands clutching thin air. I was slightly getting more panicked by the second "Rope!"

"Rope?" Peeta's brows furrowed in confusion "What do you mean Katniss?"

"In 13..Fin..Finnick and I used to occupy our minds with tying knots. It helps. Please" I whimpered. Peeta understood and raced into the kitchen, where the drawers are. He scattered the contents onto the counter before finding a long thin piece of rope. He gave it to me quietly and I immediately got to work. He resumed his normal position of sitting next to me, a confused look on his face. I sighed loudly as I finished the first knot.

"You Can ask three questions. And ill decide if I want to answer" I warned him, tightening my second knot.

"What happened when the rebels took me to 13?, My memory is still shady around that area.." Peeta trailed off, and I winced slightly at the memory.

"You tried to kill me" I told him bluntly. In fact, so bluntly peeta actually fell backwards into the soft cushion.

"sorry" I apologized, knotting and re-knotting "That was blunt"

"What did I try to do exactly?" Peeta asked his second question quietly, no doubt trying to remember.

"You grabbed me around my throat, Which left bruises" I shrugged and peeta winced "It's okay. Ive suffered much worse"

"That's not the point" Peeta breathed angrily "I could have badly hurt you…what else?"

"Nothing really…physical in terms. More emotional. You muttered on about me being a..a.." I trailed off as I kept the memory at bay.

"A?"

"A mutt" we both winced at that. Ouch. Touche subject,

"You exclaimed you hated me, and a few other things. But its in the past…and were fixed now…well, as fixed as something broken can be" I garbled on, my face flushed red. I honestly just wanted to curl up under my bed and sleep.

He nodded sadly, tears in his eyes, before gulping them down.

"How are you? Honestly?"

I paused. And thought. I owed it to him to tell the truth, no matter how harsh. After everything, I owed him.

"Bad" I whispered and he nodded. Not pushing me any further. He stood quietly and headed for the door.

"Peeta?!" I cried, throwing the blanket off. He was leaving. I scared him off, DAMMIT KATNISS.

"Don't worry" he smiled over his shoulder "I need to go home, see Haymitch, and sort out my unpacking. Take a shower Katniss." He smiled a breath taking smile before leaving.

I cracked my neck as I walked towards the upstairs bathroom. Better than expected.

I cranked on the shower half way. As to not scald myself. And stripped myself of what little clothing I wore. I stepped inside, rinsing my face and body, enjoying the sensation. I noted something tugging in my hand, and I quickly dropped it. Just to find out it was my piece of string that peeta found me. Peeta..

I Massaged shampoo into my hair, ignoring the stinging from the stitches in my hand, And began rinsing it out. My eyes closed the entire time. When I finally opened my eyes, I noticed the fact that steam was billowing out all around me. And the first thought that popped into my head, was the poison-is fog from the Quell. My body convulsed with the memory of the pain, and I rushed out the bathroom quickly, a towel just around my body. I slammed the door shut behind me.

I rushed out onto the landing, the cold air making me shiver. I sat in the hall, where the sheepskin rug was, and lay down. Staring at the patterns on the ceiling. Admiring the swirls and wirls of work.

It was sunset before I was found, by none other than peeta. He came in, New clothes, fresh as a daisy. And found me lying in the same position, my hair finally dry, as is my body. But still clothed in a towel.

"Katniss" Peeta tutted disapprovingly "How long have you been there?"

I shrugged from my position, never moving my eyes. "3 hours. Maybe more. I dunno"

He shook his head, before scooping my in his arms, and taking me to my room. His warmth all around me, like a bath. And I almost moaned in happiness.

He let me gently down onto my bed, And passed me a pair of nightclothes that were in my drawer.

"Here..Put these on" He laid them next to me "if you don't mind me asking, but what triggered you lying in the middle of the hall?"

"Fog." I whispered "Poison fog in the bathroom"

Peeta twitched slightly at my bluntness again. Need to work in that..

He sighed lightly "Steam Katniss, from the hotwater?. It wont hurt you..Ill go clean up, just…please get dressed" and he left.

I slowly pulled the top over my head, and the trousers over my bare legs. I curled under the covers, and by the time peeta had come back. I was already under sleeps spell.

`Katniss` Finnick whispered looking into my eyes, he looked terrified to the point of death. He stood on a plate, as did the other featureless humans, all in a circle, all surrounding me.

`Sweetheart` Haymitch sang in his drunken state, from behind me. I whipped around and he smiled slightly.

`Katniss!` Prim screamed to my left, I turned quickly. And tried to reach her. But I was bound down.

`Katniss? Where am i?`Rue's sweet, childish voice filled the room to my right. My eyes prickled with tears, but none fell. I tried screaming. But my voice was mute.

`Katnip` Gale. Next to prim&Finnick. His face with no emotion.

`Baby` Mother. Cooing me as she did when I was 6, next to finnick&Haymitch.

`Girl on fire` Cinna. Next to Haymitch.

`Katniss`Peetas soothing voice from behind. The last human form.

I tried screaming, crying, struggling. But I was mute and paused. I could only watch as Snow appeared on the scene. Knife in hand. And slitting all their throats right in front of me.

And after he finished?.

He licked the knife with his pale tounge, before walking away. Chuckling.

I was shaken awake, My body covered in sweat. My throat raw.

"Katniss? Are you okay?!" Peeta seemed frantic, which wouldn't end good…for any of us.

"Yeah" I pushed the damp hair from my face "Yeah" I repeated.

Peeta sank back onto the bed, where he, surprisingly spend the night in.

I got up slowly, my body feeling heavy. Peeta watching me with wairy eyes.

"Sorry for waking you" I mumbled , rubbing my eyes. He chuckled

"Its fine. Honestly..Are you..oh. oh no" he furrowed his brows.

"What?" I turned my body to face him "what is it?"

"I promised Sae I would stick to her rules… And I forgot to feed you." He looked up at me through worried eyes "Katniss…Im so so sorry.."

I laughed lightly "Its fine Peeta, don't worry. It was one day. Don't beat yourself up about it" I let myself stroke his cheek for a second, before pulling back.

"But still.."he wavered off "we should still stick to her conditions. Which means today,you're going for a walk"

"a..walk?"I repeated hesitantly "Outside in town?" he nodded to confirm it. "By myself?" he looked conflicted, but he once again nodded and my shoulders slumped.

"I don't think I can do it.." I trailed off in thought. Peeta inched closer, taking one of my hands in his.

"Listen. Step by step okay?, but you can't stay hidden in your house forever. It gives the impression that they have one. Do you want that to show? Do you want them to see they may not have won the war, or the remainders of their lives. But they won you're soul?" I shook my head slowly "good. Now get dressed" and he was downstairs before I could reply.

He was right. Of course he was right, hes always right. But this was inspiring. And a surge of motivation hit me. Before I registered what I was doing, I had on an old pair of jeans, a shirt, my hunting jacket, my old boots. And my fathers bow with a stack of arrows. And I was bounding down the stairs.

Peeta looked me up and down as he handed me my bag "Perfect. You're lunch is in the bag" he smiled and I beamed back before I thought what I was doing…everything seemed…happier..brighter.. why?

"Peeta" I trailed off warily "what happens if I have an episode…and no ones there?"

"you wont…and its only a few hours. You'll be fine" he gently guided me to the doorframe, his hand on my lower back

"ready?" I nodded slowly, and he opened the door..

So!, shes getting back on her feet! Whoo!

Honestly hope you liked it!:)