When I woke up, I found that my side didn't hurt anymore. It was just a little tender. How did that happen..?

I sat up quickly, though that was a bit of a mistake because the pain hadn't entirely left, and looked for Peeta.

He was sitting close by, eating some nuts I hadn't seen before.

'Peeta!' I yelled. He looked up frightened. 'What are you doing? Those could be poisonous!'

I struggled to get up, but when I did, I stumbled over to Peeta to grab the nuts.

He swung them out of my reach, triumph set on his face, obviously thinking he'd won the challenge.

I scowled. Obviously he didn't know I was born a fighter.

Backing away slightly, much to Peeta's momentary confusion, I braced myself.

Then I ran at him, and kicked my leg out, hitting him square in the jaw.

He fell over backwards, along with the nuts, and I came soon after.

'Ah-hah!' I yelled in victory, and put them in my pocket.

I smirked at Peeta as he surfaced, rubbing his jaw.

'What the Hell was that?' He asked. I had to hold back a laugh.

I moved slowly closer to him, until our lips were a mere inch apart. 'My survival skills.'

And with that, I gave him a teasing, drawn-out kiss, pulled back, and searched for my bow.

'You know, Katniss, those weren't poisonous.' Peeta suddenly said, obviously referring to the nuts.

'How would you know?' I countered stubbornly.

'Because I've been eating them non-stop since I woke up, which was about two hours again.' He replied, grinning at me.

I sighed. It was like a never-ending battle between the two of us.

'So you just decided to eat some random nuts you'd never heard of, running the risk that they could kill you instantaneously, or later on?' I ask nonchalantly.

Peeta looks at me like I'm stupid. 'Oh, yeah,' He replies sarcastically. 'That's exactly what I did.'

I scowl my infamous scowl once again, and turn away, only to feel his arms snake around my waist, to rest on my lower abdomen.

'How are you both holding up?' He murmurs softly from over my shoulder. I smile, in spite of myself.

'We'd both be better if we didn't have an idiotic father and husband, making me kick him in the face.' I replied. He wasn't winning that easily.'

I could almost see his frown. It was hilarious.

'That hurt.'

'Good.'

Peeta turned me around to face him, and I stared up into his crystal blue eyes, like the sea itself, as he looked into my dull grey eyes. Peeta always said they were beautiful, but I dobted just as much.

Peeta put his hand to my chin, and said, 'You know I love you.'

I swallowed thickly, willing the tears not to come.

Why must he say such things?

'I-I love you too.' I say weakly, and give a watery laugh.

Peeta smiles, then lets me go. 'Well, we should probably start heading somewhere else. We can't just stay in one particular spot the entire time. We'll need water.'

I figured I had enough strength to climb up a tree, see if I could see any water. But that thought reminded me of something else.

'Hey Peeta, how did I heal so quickly?'

'Oh, that.' Peeta replied. He went into the hut for a couple of seconds, then came back out holding a little container with a parachute. He was grinning. 'Maybe Haymitch isn't as useless after all.' He says jokingly.

I crawl up the tree in search of water, but find that there's only the saltwater from the Cornucopia.

I come back down and tell Peeta this, and get a frown in return.

'But then how are we supposed to survive? There must be a food source somewhere. The Games will only last a couple of days.' Peeta says.

'Maybe they want the Quell over and done with.' I contemplate grimly.

In the end we both decided there must be a small pond somewhere, so we take apart the hut, so no one knows we stopped here, and go on our way, linking hands.

A/N:

Arrghhh, I'm really sorry for how boring that chapter was. But, I had to give Katniss some time to heal! We can't have a weak Mockingjay, now, can we?

New chapter tomorrow morning probably, or afternoon. Oh, and I feel like I'm typing to myself. I haven't gotten any reviews, which sucks. Ah well. I only started my story today harharhar. But please read, and let me know you have, so I can get encouragement! Encouragement helps me write! Thank youuu, non-existent dearies.