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"Where's the cemetery she was laid in?" Cato asked, hopping into the car. "Do you want to get flowers for her or something?"

Katniss bit her lip, thinking. "Yeah," she finally decided. "I want to get some primrose bushes. Cause Cray was so rich, her mom got Prim a private cemetery. Can we drop by the hob?"

"Ok," Cato swerved into a different lane.

2 hours later

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"I think this is something I need to do by myself. To move forward, and not regret or blame myself for…her death."

"I understand. I'll wait on a bench somewhere, near you though. And Katniss?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm always here for you."

"I know."

Katniss stepped out of the car, clutching a bouquet of Primroses and Dasies tightly in her hands. She maneuvered her way down the cemetery paths expertly, and stopped only a sprint's distance from the car, where she could still see Cato.

She looked at the familiar grave. She glanced at the inscription that she had seen many times,

HERE LIES PRIMROSE EVERDEEN

WHO'S NOW WITH HER LOVING FATHER

NO LONGER WITH US ON EARTH

BUT WITH US IN OUR HEARTS

Katniss knelt down and softly placed the flowers next to the grave. "Hey Little Duck," she murmured softly. "How's it going? Are you remembering to tuck that tail in?" She laughed wetly, and wiped away some stray tears. "Are you having fun with Dad? Say hi to him for me. I miss you.

"I finally someone. You know what I mean. I just wish you were here to see it. But, I'll be with you guys soon. In three months, the doctor says. I can't wait to see you.

"But, I'm going to miss so many people here too." Katniss looked back to Cato, standing a few feet away. He gave her a thumbs up. Katniss smiled softly, and turned back to the grave, "But I'm going to miss him so much. But…I'm going to have to let go. And that's what hurts so much.

"I'm gonna need your help, Little Duck. I'm gonna be moody, disagreeable and all together terrible when I first see you again. Then again, when was I ever not? But, I'll be more so than usual. I think you know why. Cause this is true love. But, don't worry your cliche dreams, Prim," tears were streaming down her face. "This love is not going to be broken. Just delayed for a little while. Cause it's true love."

The next day, everyone saw the effect the blood loss had taken on Katniss. She was more tired than usual, and she didn't go to school, simply staying at home. The group usually came to hang out with her after school hours at Finnick's house.

Cato hated being away from her, but his parents wouldn't let him 'ditch' school even for a 'worthy cause'. They were trying to wean him away from her, they didn't want him to be so hurt when she died. But they knew it was in vain. His parents knew they were witnessing true love. And it hurt them to know their son was going to be so much more hurt.

"Hey Catnip," Gale said softly, sitting next to her bed.

"Hey Gale. Can you promise me something? Well, actually four things." Katniss bit her lip, praying that he would agree.

"Ok. I promise."

"One: Make sure that Cato…moves on, I guess. I know he promised me, but he's going to need help I think…God, Gale, this is so hard to do… Two," Katniss wiped her face on her sleeve. "don't wallow in grief once I…go, it's going to be hard. What I'm asking you to do, I know, is going to be super hard on you, but be their rock."

"Why are you having me do this?" Gale asked, tears leaking out, and holding her hand. "And you still have three months, why are you asking me now?"

"Because, you're the one I've known from childhood. Although, I trust the others with innumerable measure, you're…" here Katniss struggled for words. "You're just there you know? Whenever we fight, although it's bad, I never have to worry that we'll never see each other again, or we'll never be friends again, I know that we'd stick together through anything…but, now, I think that I need you, to sort of…be a part of me? Does that make sense?

"I think that you always were…I mean, it's like we never had to ask each other anything, we just knew."

"Yeah," Gale smiled. "You're right." he squeezed her hand. "You and me, we're special."

"I'll answer your next question, with the fourth petition," Katniss bit her lip.

"The third thing I want you to promise, Gale," Katniss sat up. "is when after I…go away, I want you to go to our spot, near the lake. I want you to push aside the rock we always sit on, and dig up the earth underneath it…Look inside the box hidden there. There should be a letter for Cato, Thom, Haymitch, you and a girl named Courtney…I want you to deliver those letters…I don't know where or how…but I believe Courtney will come to you."

"Ok," Gale nodded."Now why are you doing all of this?

"The fourth promise and that...they're sort of connected…Gale?"

"Yeah?"

"I…I don't think the doctor's guess was accurate. I think…I can feel it Gale. It's so terrifying. I can practically feel it, moving through my body, slowly but deliberately killing me...And…" Katniss's lip was bleeding now from biting it so hard. "there's not much more time left." she raised her eyes to Gale. "There's less than three months, Gale. I'm not sure how much smaller, but…I think it's smaller than a month."

Gale squeezed her hand. "Ok, Catnip. What do you want me to do?"

"I'm not going back to school," Katniss revealed. "And, I never got to finish my bucket list. I still have one more item."

Gale was crying uncontrollably. "Ok," he promised. "Ok. I'll see it to the end."

"Thank you."

The best friends hugged, saying no words. They had the strongest connections with each other, and they knew…they knew that every ounce of what Katinss had said...was true.

But what they didn't know? Cato was right outside that door. And he had heard everything.

Cato pushed the door wide open, barreling in with no reserve, upset. "What are you talking about? Of course you're going to live longer! The doctor said so himself! You're delirious! You're not going in only two months!"

Katniss, after getting over her initial surprise that he was listening, sighed. "Cato," she pleaded. "please believe me when I say that I think I'm going to die…in less than a month."

"No," Cato shook his head fiercely, "You're not going to die. You...You just can't!"

"Look, man," Gale stood up, wiping his eyes. "I- we're just as upset as you are…but pull yourself together! If this is how you feel, how do you think she feels? Don't get her upset during her last times here."

Cato sunk into a chair beside Katniss's bed. "Look at her. She's fine with leaving. She wants to leave. She wants to see everyone she loves up there."

"Don't accuse her of that!" Gale shouted immediately. "She doesn't want to leave us anymore than we want her to leave! Would you get a hold of yourself? Trust me, you will regret what you say if you're not careful!"

"Why would you ever think that? I don't want to leave you! I mean, yes, I want to see Prim and Dad…but I'm not going to be down here with Gale or Thom…I'm not going to be with you. How could you believe that I wanted to leave you?" Katniss sobbed. "Do you know how hard it is to accept that I was going to die? I finally had it down until you came along! This was all an act, Cato! You think I was fine with dying? With leaving all of my friends? With leaving you? Well you thought wrong!"

"Oh, sweetheart." Cato whispered. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." he opened his arms, and Katniss crawled into them.

Gale shut the door, wanting them to have their privacy. He had some business to do anyway. Since Katniss couldn't, Gale was going to give Glimmer's nails hell on fire. He needed to plan. He was going to set Glimmer's nails on fire for Katniss, the girl on fire. Of course, fake fire, only to scare her. But still. It would be his tribute to Katniss.

Cato's arms wound tightly around Katniss's body, which was curled up into a ball. For now, it was only him and her. She was trying to forget. He was trying to shield her from everything that would come to pass. But they both knew that it wouldn't work. Not in a thousand lifetimes.

Letter 1: To Haymitch

Dear Haymitch,

Hey old man. How've you been? Don't drink too much, although considering you, that's probably impossible. But, hey! Anything's possible, cause I love you.

Despite how everyone thinks how you're an old grouchy asshole, you're not. You've been my protector. You kept me from almost killing myself. You made sure I was being taken care of. You were the one who drove me to all of my singing gigs as a kid. You were the one who became my substitute father when Dad died. You were the one who treated me like your own daughter. Thank you Haymitch. I can never stop owing you. And that's why, half of Dad's money and my savings is going to you. Half to you and half to Thom. There's thirty thousand dollars.

Stubborn mentor of mine, you have to take it. I saved if for you and Thom, specifically. If you don't, I'll be forced to haunt you as a ghost. Take it, Haymitch. If Dad knew what you did for me (which I'm sure he does), he would give you as much as he could…I'm sorry, I would've but Thom needed some too.

You should've known Haymitch, I'm just as stubborn as you are. I can picture you swearing at me, shaking your head, even laughing at how I'm stubborn even after I left this place. But it's your fault, Haymitch. I was stubborn for the beginning, but with you being my companion for so many years? You increased it innumerably.

Well, old man, Stay Alive…and keep a place in your heart for little ol' Katniss, your sweetheart…Yeah?

Katniss