GUUUUUUYS! I'M SO SO SO SO SORRY! I've been soooo busy lately. :( This chapter isn't even that long! It was a good ending and I decided to cut it off there. I swear the next chapter will be uber long, and put up sometime next week. Forgive me?

This story is dedicated to Holly my cherished sister, and Courtney a great support and inspirer for me...

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins nor the world and characters she created. I also don't own any of the characters on the plane ride...I loved writing that part...Enjoy!

Oh mi gosh, you guys I am SOOOO sorry...For a different reason this time though. I was editing and clicked on the wrong doc...Forgive me? (again)

"Cato, dear!" Mum called. "Could I speak to you for a second? It's rather important," she added.

"Mum," Cato groaned. "I was about to go to Katniss's house, can't it wait?"

"Cato, it's important," Dad joined the conversation.

"Ugh, fine!" Cato conceded. "Now what's the big, important thing?"

"Well, darling," Mum ventured. "we won a family vacation for six to New York."

"I really don't want to leave right now," Cato said firmly.

"I understand that, son," his father looked at Cato level in the eyes. "But, you've barely been spending any time with your family lately." As Cato began to argue his case, Dad raised his hands, "I understand that Katniss is…in a hard situation right now, but son, you need to spend some time with us. Besides, please don't get too attached to her right now."

"Dad!" Cato exploded. "I'm in love with her, and you tell me not to get too attached?" he asked incredulous.

"Gregory, that was a bit…uncalled for," his wife said tentatively.

Dad rubbed his weary laden face. "I'm sorry I said that, I shouldn't have," he apologized to Cato.

Cato nodded curtly, "I don't know about the vacation though, Dad. I just don't know."

"Look, how about you take her with us?" Dad suggested. "And Rosie will take another friend."

"Really?" Cato asked.

"Really," his dad said warmly. "There's two seaters on the plane, unfortunately, two of them are on a completely different plane. We'll have to put you and Katniss on that one. But, as soon as we get to the hotel, you two are in very separate rooms, got it?" His dad asked sternly.

Cato rolled his eyes, "Got it, Dad." Then, he affectionately hugged each of them. "Thank you. I'm gonna tell Katniss now, is that ok?"

"Go on off to your love son," Mum said over dramatically. "Abandon me here with your father! What horridness. You know how much work I had to go through to give you your good metabolism, thus resulting in your six pack?"

"Ugh, Mum, TMI!" Cato groaned. "Way too much information!"

Katniss and Cato were on the plane. They were surrounded by other teenage couples. There were five other teenage couples. One of them had a brown haired girl, and a really bright red headed boy. They were clutching brown sticks, but they looked like wands, sort of.

They witnessed the girl saying, "Ronald! Stop being so unfeeling! Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon, doesn't mean we all have!"

"I'm pretty sure you've said that before Hermione," the boy, Ronald they assumed, sighed.

Another couple had a blonde girl with a slight frame, and a taller, more built boy with brown hair. The girl had a tattoo of three bird flying away on her collar bone.

The blonde girl said, "A real Dauntless would hang off of the wing of this plane. Don't be so afraid Tobias."

"You're not the one who's afraid of heights, Tris." the boy was clenching the armrests with fervor.

"Tobias, listen to me. You're going to be fine."

The third couple was a red headed girl and a blonde curly haired boy. They clutched onto what looked like long, slender, twigs.

The boy said, "I still can't believe that Simon thinks I'm a wannabe, goth, dyed blonde. Clary, you tell him, for the last time, I'm naturally blonde!"

"Oh stop it, Jace!" the girl said. "He is my best friend you know!"

"He may be your best friend, but I'm your boy friend."

The penultimate couple, actually had another cancer stricken couple. The girl had an air tank with her. They were right across from Katniss and Cato, so Katniss leaned over and said, "Hullo! What's your name? I'm Katniss. I have cancer too," she added.

"Oh," the boy with brown curly hair said. "I'm Gus. This here, is my beautiful girlfriend, Hazel."

"Stop it, Augustus, I'm not!" the girl protested. "Oh, do you have cancer too?" she asked Katniss on a side note.

Cato smiled at their romance, "She does. Is yours terminal?"

Gus, or Augustus, said, "Hazel Grace, you are beautiful. No matter what. Okay?" he asked her.

The girl smiled, "Okay."

"And what's that you say?" he asked Cato, having missed his question.

Cato withdrew, not wanting to ruin their moment, if the cancer was terminal. "Oh, nothing, it was nice meeting you."

"It was nice meeting you too," the couple smiled warmly at them.

The last couple had a fit, lean boy with black messy hair, and a blonde girl, with her hair tied up in a pony tail. They both wore bright orange t-shirts, and a bead necklace around their necks.

"Percy! Hey, give me back my book!" the girl tried to swat her book from her boyfriend who was holding her book away from her.

"How can you even read this anyway?" he asked, holding onto the book.

"Seaweed Brain! You should be praying to Zeus to not blast you from the sky, instead of keeping my book away!"

"Eh," the boy waved a hand dismissively. "Me and Zeus, we're good."

After the surveying of the plane, Katniss nestled into Cato's shoulder. "Have you ever been to New York before?" she asked.

"Nope," Cato answered, and reflected on it. "Odd, how I've been to so many different places, but never New York before."

"You know, I know so little about you, I realized." Katniss said. "I want to learn more about you though," she added, looking at their intertwined hands. While they had had long talks in the meadow, they were more about feelings, than about facts about themselves.

"Let's play 20 questions," Cato suggested.

"Really?" Katniss raised an eyebrow.

"Really. It's the best way to get to know someone better," Cato smiled and reassured her.

"Ok, then. I'll go first."

"Whatever you say, sweetheart." Katniss smiled.

"So…What's your favorite color?" Katniss chuckled. "Odd, how I don't even know your favorite color. God, I wished we had more time."

Cato kissed the top of her head. "Don't think about that. My favorite color is blue."

"Like the color of your eyes?" Katniss asked.

"No," Cato replied. "A more darker color, but still soft."

Katniss smiled softly, "That's nice," she snuggled into him.

"What's your favorite color?" Cato asked in turn.

"Green," Katniss smiled. "The color of the forest, it's where I used to hunt with my father before…" she trailed off.

"That's a nice reason," Cato said. "Mother used to always say this old thing, that blue was the color of heaven, where we would meet everyone who we had once lost. At the time my grandfather had died," Cato added in way of explanation.

"Oh." Katniss thought a bit for the next question. "What's your favorite memory?"

"When you slept over at my house," he replied instantly.

Katniss blushed, "I was being serious!" she complained.

"I was too," he whispered in her ear.

Katniss blushed a deeper red, "Next question!"

"What's your favorite memory?" Cato asked.

"Mmm…" Katniss thought. "It was when my whole family had a picnic in a meadow, it was when Prim and Dad were still alive…" her eyes had the glaze that people had when they were reliving a memory.

"What was your favorite toy when you were younger?"

"Oh, it was this blue dog…It was about this," he demonstrated the size of it with his hands. "large. What's your favorite food?"

"Lamb Stew with plums," she replied. "What's yours?"

"I like pizza," Cato pretended to sigh. "You are so needy. In more ways than one," he winked at her.

Katniss shrieked indignantly and hit him with the palm of her hand. "Gosh, woman, you abuse me," he grumbled. "So…What your favorite alphabet letter?"

They finished all twenty questions each eventually, and there was only twenty minutes left when they did. When they got to their hotel it was 11:00…Rosie had already fallen asleep, and Cato's parents had gone to unpack, while Katniss and Cato went to find Katniss's room. When they found it, Cato pouted. "I wish they wouldn't separate us."

Katniss laughed, "Too bad."

Cato smirked, "I'll just have to suffice my need now then," He kissed her. His hands tugged at the hem of her shirt, and traveled over her abdomen. Katniss took a step back, but her back was to the door of her room. "Tell me if you want me to stop," he murmured against her mouth.

Katniss was silent. Then suddenly, someone's throat cleared in the hallway. They hastily separated, and Dad was standing in the hallway.

"D-dad," Cato stuttered. "Right, I was, erm…Just leaving…G'night Katniss!" he said hurriedly.

"And I would suggest you take a very cold shower when you get to your room," his dad said dryly.

"Right."

Katniss flopped on her bed, tired. Then her phone rang, "Yellow?"

"Hey, Sweetheart." Cato's voice came through the phone.

Involuntarily, a smile sprung to Katniss's face. "Hey." she simply said. "Why didn't you text me?"

"I wanted to hear your voice."

"Mm…I'm tired." Katniss whined.

"Then sleep. Preferably with me." Katniss could practically hear Cato smirk through the phone.

"You jerk! I would hit you right now if I could!" Katniss sighed into the phone.

"Well, you- oh wait, Dad's coming." Cato groaned. "I've got to go. I love you," he said.

"I love you too." The phone line went dead, and Katniss fell to sleep with a smile on her face.

The next day, early in the morning, Cato went into Katniss's room to wake her up. When he got there, Katniss was deep in sleep. He went to her bed to wake her up, but then she looked so peaceful he just couldn't…Only ten minutes later, she woke up on her own accord, most likely because of her freakishly good hunter skills.

"What're you doing here?" she murmured sleepily.

"I'm here to wake you up," Cato replied. "We're going to the Empire State Building."

"We're going to the Empire State Building?" Katniss shot straight up in her bed. "I've always wanted to go!"

"I'm a bit afraid of heights," Cato added pensively. Then he brought her to his chest, "But you'll be there so I'm sure I'll be fine." seeing Katniss's apprehensive look, he reassured her, "Don't worry about me, sweetheart."

"Alright, if you say so," Katniss let the matter go, albeit a bit doubtfully. "I've got to get dressed, so scat!"

"Scat? Who says that anymore?" Cato asked stalling.

"I do!" Katniss said annoyed. "And leave! I have to change!"

"So?"

"I can't change in front of you?" Katniss protested.

"Who says?" Cato questioned.

"Just leave!"

"Ok, ok!" Cato left the room. When Katniss came out, five minutes later, he said, "You have to be the least girly girl I've ever met."

"Aren't you glad you did though?" Katniss asked absentmindedly, starting to braid her hair.

"Oh, I'm more than glad." Cato affirmed. He stopped Katniss's hands, in the middle of doing a braid, "Leave it down," he advised. "I like it better that way."

Katniss raised her eyebrows, but didn't protest. She wiped her hands on her jeans, ridding any excess water that her damp hair had left on her hands.

"Wait, you also took a shower in less than five minutes?" Cato asked laughingly.

"Yeah?" Katniss raised her eyebrows again. "Is there something wrong with that?"

"Nothing," Cato grinned, and pulled her close to him. "I just love you so, so much."

"Ditto."

They took a limo to the building, Rosie sat in between Cato and Katniss, her two favorites, much to Cato's annoyance at not being able to sit next to Katniss.

Katniss, however simply stuck her tongue out at Cato, and mouthed, "Ha! She likes me," smugly.

Cato rolled his eyes. Mr. and Mrs. Stone and positioned themselves on the left of Cato. "How come you guys get to sit next to each other, but not me and Katniss don't?" Cato grumbled.

"Katniss and I." Mrs. Stone automatically corrected, as Katniss kept Rosie entertained. "One, we," indicating her husband. "are married and are not young, hormonal teenagers," Cutting off Cato's protest she continued, "Plus, Rosie adores Katniss and you. She wanted to sit there."

"Also, Cato," his father started.

"With all due respect, Mr. Stone," Katniss cut in. "But we're at the building."

"Oh, thank you Katniss," Mr. Stone said.

"Suck up," Cato whispered to Katniss teasingly as they entered the building hand in hand.

"Cato!" his mother nearly shrieked, having heard his teasing comment. "Don't say that to Katniss! Oh, you terrible, terrible child!" Mr. Stone laid a hand on his wife's shoulder and guided her into the building, murmuring soothing words in her ear, calming her down. As they entered the building though, Cato could've sworn that he winked at them.

"Ha!" Katniss triumphed. "Your mom likes me!"

"Yeah, well I like you." Cato grabbed her hand. "Let's go up!"

When they reached the top, Katniss gasped, "It's so pretty up here!" with childlike curiosity she ran up to the windows and pressed her hands against the glass.

Cato followed with much less enthusiasm. "Do you like it?" he asked.

"Like it?" Katniss said with an incredulous little laugh. "I love it!"

"Mm.." Cato pressed his lips to the top of her head. "I don't love it, not nearly as much as you do."

"Oh, you don't love it?" Katniss asked endearingly. "How could you not?"

"I told you, I'm not a big fan of heights," Cato explained.

"But it's so…" Katniss searched for a word. "wondrous." she finally decided.

"Really?" Cato asked. "To me, it's just looking down…We're so far up, too far up, all the possibilities that could happen…It's terrifying!"

Katniss surprised Cato by saying, "You are right."

"What?"

"We're so far up. It feels like we're looking across at the whole world," Katniss explained, and Cato watched her eyes rove across the sight, taking in much and still wanting more. "It reminds you of all the possibilities, you're right in that, in all that could happen. It's your last sentence that's wrong. It's not terrifying, it's wondrous.

"There's so much hope in it. One tiny detail, perhaps a car stalling on the road, might lead to so many different possibilities. Something that seems bad, might turn into something more wonderful than we could ever dream of."

Cato looked again, out of the window. "You're right," he said, taking in the scenery. "It is wondrous." He smiled down at her, "I don't think I'm so afraid anymore." he wrapped her up in his arms. "But, I still think that I'd prefer solid ground as to here."

Katniss grinned and pressed her lips to his. Her arms looped around his neck, his hands went to the small of her back, and for that moment, no matter how cliche it sounded, it was just him and her. That's all that mattered…As their kiss deepened, a girl's voice went, "Ewwww! Mommy what ith Cato doing?"

Katniss and Cato broke away, blushing. Rosie was there looking on with a face of disgust. However while Mr. Stone looked a bit disapproving, Mrs. Stone had a dreamy look on her face, "Oh deary," she sighed. "One day you'll be like them too! All in love!"

As they exited the building, Cato whispered to Katniss, "You hear that? She goes, 'Oh they're in love' then she's like, 'but don't make love'…They are so contradictory. Since I'm in love with you, shouldn't I make love to you?"

"You jerk!"

After dinner with Cato's family, and Rosie's friend, who didn't want to go to the Empire State Building, thus left at the hotel in the care of another family friend. Unfortunately, the waiter only gave out wine to the adults, thus resulting with Katniss being a bit tipsy. After this, Cato and Katniss went into Cato and Mr. Stone's room to hang out. Of course, with Mr. or Mrs. Stone popping in every once in a while to keep tabs with them, with some silly excuse which none of them believed.

But there was no PDA involved. They just sat there, cuddling with each other. Katniss was nearly asleep when liquor induced, she mumbled, "I don't want to die."

"What?" Cato asked.

"I don't want to die," Katniss repeated. "I don't want to leave you. I love you too much."

Cato was silent. He thought these same thoughts every day. His heart ached whenever he thought about it. He couldn't think of anything to say.

Katniss continued, "I wish we could stay like this forever," she closed her eyes sleepily. "I wish we had more time." she was silent after this and fell asleep minutes later. Cato carried her to her own room, and again noticed how she was getting lighter and lighter. As he tucked her into bed, he whispered to her brokenly, "But not all wishes come true."

The following afternoon found Katniss and Cato in a relatively small cafe, having lunch while the rest of their company explored Central Park.

Cato stretched, "I've got to use the restroom, I'll be back."

"Mm.." Katniss said, texting someone. "Love you."

"Love you too."

When Cato returned, there was a young man sitting across from Katniss. He saw him say something to her that made her laugh. He saw the man whisper something in her ear that made her friendly push him.

"Who are you?" he demanded as soon as he got to the table.

"Oh, this is Dominic Fallon," Katniss introduced. "I just met him, I was throwing out some napkins, when we knocked into each other. He's a great guy," she added.

"Is he?" Cato asked tersely.

"He is," Katniss affirmed absentmindedly, not catching Cato's jealous undertones.

"What's your name?" the so called Dominic asked Cato. "She didn't tell me your name."

"Cato." was Cato's one worded reply.

"Yes, well I was just telling Katniss here-"

Cato cut him off, "I think I have to go get something. I'll be back." He could feel Katniss's confused eyes on his back as he turned away. He was crossing the store when a teenage girl came across him. He barely noticed Katniss waving goodbye to Dominic.

"Well, hello there," she purred.

"Hey gorgeous," he smirked at her and flirted.

"Mm...You're the gorgeous one," she smiled sexily at him. Cato didn't know what possessed him, but he kissed her. Not Katniss. The teenage girl.

He heard Katniss gasp, "What the hell Cato?"

"What? You were having fun with little Dominic, so can't I have some fun?" he sneered.

"What? We weren't having that type of fun! We were friends!" Katniss protested.

"You were flirting with him!" Cato accused angrily.

"I wasn't!" Katniss was angry and upset.

"Yes, you were!" Cato was angry…And when Cato was angry, you don't want to be around. "I can't believe you!"

"I was not!" Katniss said defiantly.

"Stop pretending," Cato hissed. "Cause you're not fooling anybody."

"Why would you think that I was flirting with him? Don't you trust me?" Katniss looked near tears.

"I thought I could, but obviously not," Cato's eyes flashed. "How do I know what you're telling me is a lie or not? Were you cheating on me with someone else?"

Katniss cried, "How could you say such a thing? I'd never cheat on you!"

"Well, I couldn't tell." Cato sneered. "Can't you tell when you're flirting with a guy? He was all over you!"

Katniss wiped tears away from her face, "You should know that I'd never cheat on you. What relationship do we have, if it's not built on trust?"

"I don't know anymore." Cato said stonily.

Katniss let out a sob and cried, "I'm sorry! I really am, but I can't do this anymore. I just can't. I'm sorry," she fled out of the shop. Then suddenly she turned around and cried into the shop, "And I'll have you know that I never ever cheated on you. Dominic was engaged, with a steady girlfriend for two years! We were friends...He knew that his girlfriend completely trusted him, she was right outside the shop and didn't do anything. She trusted him, and he trusted her to trust him...I wish I could say the same..."

To Cato's surprise when he turned around, people were staring at Cato…But with disappointment and anger. They felt bad for Katniss. Cato ignored this, coming to his senses. When Cato got angry, he got really angry, but it didn't last for long. He was already starting to regret what he said.

He raced out of the shop, "Katniss!" he called. But she was no where to be seen.

When Cato got back to the hotel in desperate search of Katniss, he finally found her curled up on her couch crying.

"Katniss," he called softly.

Katniss raised red teary eyes to his face. Cato's heart felt like it was being stabbed by a fork. "Did you come to yell more at me again?" her voice cracking.

"No Katniss," he sat next to her. "God, I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. What can I do to make this better?"

"You can't." she cried. "Please, just leave! Don't make me feel like this anymore. Please."

"I didn't mean anything I said...God, Katniss, I need you. I need you so much, sweetheart."

"Don't call me that," Katniss cried. "I can't. I just can't do this anymore. Do you really not trust me?" she asked, her lip trembling.

"God no," Cato shook his head. "I was…jealous. Too jealous. I'm sorry, sweetheart, I let my anger control me. Forgive me?"

"I'm not sure if I can yet," Katniss said slowly. "I-I don't know if I can trust you anymore...Not after..." she trailed off, but they both knew what she meant.

Cato nodded. He had expected something like this. He deserved it. "I'm not going to give up though," he told her. "I'm never going to let you go."

Katniss shook her head sadly, "No. That's the problem. You're going to have to let me go."