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Two long recovery days later: "You liar!" I screamed at Gale, "No." he insisted. "Liar! Where's Katniss!?" I screamed trying to force my way past him to get down stairs. He was too strong and he was also barely holding back. "Peeta, calm down!" he warned shoving me against the wall. I slammed against his chest, and knocked him to the ground. I kicked at him but he tripped me and sat on top of my back. "Peeta! Calm down! And I'll tell you!" I struggled beneath him. "Tell me NOW!" I screamed, he got off me and helped me up. He leaned me against the wall and kept me at arms distance. His grip on my shirt was too much so I didn't resist.
"We brought you guys here. We fixed you both up. We got you up the stairs, but Katniss was in too bad of a condition. So we made a bed for her down stairs in the living room." He started to tell me and I just glared at him. "Anyways, she spoke a little, asking where you where. How you where, and finally she asked if the baby was alive. I only had answers for the first two. I didn't know if the baby was alive." He then looked sad as he continued his story, and I sensed something bad was about to happen. "She finally fell asleep, Haymitch went home. And I sat there watching her sleep, but it got late and I fell asleep too. I woke up early, to Haymitch roughly shaking my shoulder. He-uh-was yelling at me. Peeta," He looked at me, with a look of guilt and pain. "They found her, she's gone." I gasped tears falling out of my eyes.
"Gale?" I stammered, "Where did they take her?" my heart felt empty and Gale sort of just held me awkwardly as I balled like a little child.
It was as if I was one hundred feet under the ocean. Sinking lower and lower, with no air to breathe. And I was reaching out but I never got any higher, no one pulled me out. It was dark and lonely and I felt abandoned and forsaken. Gale sort of led me to a table and I just sat there looking at my hands. The same two hands that won the hunger games, now just trembling. The same two hands that couldn't save Katniss, now just cold and useless. But will they be the same two hands that can't protect Katniss, can I save her? Where is she? Where do I start looking? Is this as impossible as it seems? Why hasn't Gale already start looking for her? Why wasn't I taken? Was it really just Katniss they were after all along? What could I do? Why did I feel so alone, when all along Gale was sitting across from me? Feeling almost the exact same pain? Was Gale really that guilty? Who was I not to feel the same way?...
Okay tell me what you think of this, are Gale and Peeta going to work together to save Katniss? How interesting will that be? Review please! I hope you like it as much as you say. Thanks for following. Enjoy.