Really guys, this is a ghost of a story, and you will never know when a new chapter will come... But you can be assured that I will never know either.

Luckily for you guys, I had this chapter mostly written and decided to be nice and post it.

However, be cautioned, that doesn't mean that I've decided to be super good about posting a chapter a week or whatever, this is just a fun project for me and I still have no idea were it's going.

Also, please just correct any mistakes grammatically or otherwise in your head.

One day I will edit all these chapters, but it would be too demanding to do it at this point

Have fun!

-Lu

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I don't count myself as a morning person. Ever. So what am I expected to do when I wake up in a strange apartment, in a city that, somehow, looks familiar? What do I do when someone knocks on the door somewhere out in the hallway? Someone who apparently has the keys?

I don't know what you'd do, but as for me, I found the nearest weapon and hid. In a closet. Not a classy hiding spot but hey, at least I'd found one in my usual morning haze.

After much jiggling of keys and trying to fit the right one into the lock, the door opened. I jumped out of my closet hiding spot wielding the statuette I'd found in the hall. I stood there for a moment pointing the head at someone's chest. Someone's hard muscular chest, covered by a washed out olive colored tee shirt. I looked up.

"Gale?" I asked awestruck, Gale was there, Gale was there, right in front of me in this strange new place. Here was someone I finally knew, and with confusion and relief, I collapsed on the floor starting to quietly sob. "Gale, Gale, where is this? Where did it go? Where did everyone go?" My body shook violently and I raised my head to look at him, "Gale, what happened?" I cried. "What is happening?"

"Katniss," his voice broke and a few tears trailed down his face. "Katniss, you're up." I hiccuped in confusion and started to speak again.

"Gale, where, what-ho-how?" I spluttered and then took a breath and said, "Gale, what about Panem and The Capitol? The districts and the rebellion? Where's mom? And Prim? Where's Peeta? Do you know where Snow is keeping him? Or Annie? Is Finnik alright? Oh Gale," I moaned, "Are you Ok?"

He looked at me quizzically, then laughed through his tears,taking me by the shoulders and lifting me into a bone crushing hug, "Shouldn't I be asking you if you're Ok?" he looked down at me and then to my surprise, attacked my mouth with his. He bloody, freaking, god damned attack my mouth in a sweet, but hot and heavy kiss that left me confused, and conflicted, but also made giddiness ooze out of my every pore.

But still, I slapped him, ran back to the small bedroom, slammed the door closed, and locking it behind me.

"Katniss!" Gale called out from the other side. He had always been strong, but I was still faster than him. My mind flits to a memory of me and him running though large fields with tall grass, the trees looming over our small bodies and we pull our hunting things out from their hiding spots, but wait that can't be right, I met Gale when I was twelve, not eight. Suddenly, the whole memory twists itself painfully. The field becoming mowed over and dark green while the trees becoming fewer, and others stroll through the now paved and graveled paths.

"What is this?" I scream out in bewilderment. I slam my hands on the wall and lean back into the door, sliding down until I am sitting with my knees pulled up to my chest breathing deeply, a wild feeling sitting down in my stomach, lurking, waiting to be set free, I know I won't be able to stop it when it comes, but I can still try to calm it down before that happens. Only it's difficult when I have no idea where I am or what I'm doing here and whose life I've invaded upon.

"Katniss," Gale's voice comes again, this time softer though, "I think you're a little confused as to what's going on-" I cut him off.

"A little confused?" I hissed through the door. I waited a moment, but he didn't speak, so I continued, "How would you feel if you woke up and your whole life, just went away, and your best friend came to you in this confusion, and- and," I hiccuped again,"then he kissed you. And besides that, you couldn't even remember what your life was anymore. You couldn't tell what was real or not. Gale, how would you feel then? Cause I don't know about you, but I feel pretty damn confused." I sniffed and was suddenly sorry that I had snipped at him, he was my best friend after all in Panem or not.

I sat there silently and finally he asked, "You don't remember... Anything?" I sniffed slightly and he sighed, "Tell me what you do remember."

So I told him. I told him stories that I'd told Prim to make her smile or laugh, and told him about that time that I had mistakenly set fire to the cat. I told him about how my father died with his; and about when Peeta gave me the bread and I saw that dandelion. And how we met, and then I told him about the games and the rebellion and how the Capitol destroyed District 13 and how the games worked and the victor's tour and the reaping. I told him how Prim was chosen and I went in her place and Peeta went too and I was horrified because he had saved me and Prim from dying. I told him about Rue and the berries and then the second time around with the clock and Wiress going crazy and still trying to save us.

I finally ended with how he had told me that District 12 was destroyed. "And then," I closed up, "Everything went dark and, Poof, here I am... only you're here too." I sighed and put my head back against the door. Quietly, I unlocked the door and let my hand drop again. After several minutes of taking all this new information in, he spoke, but a very horse whisper.

"Katniss, I think we need to go somewhere... Safer to talk, Ok?" he asked. Finally I exhaled in relief. He I knew he was picking his words carefully, like you did to a small child, but at the very least he'd understood.. I wasn't where I belonged. And, even if I didn't know where I was, Snow could still be looking for us, looking for me.

"Alright," I said and stood up shakily. I want to get something better on though." I said. And I could hear his approving "mmhhmm", from outside the door. I silently stepped over to the dressers in the corner of the room. I opened the top draw of the first one and was surprised to find it neatly filled with what seemed like very small and lacy underwear. I quickly chose some plain ones and moved on. The next drawer had shirts. I picked out a plain white t-shirt that had a neckline that went a little father low then I would have normally liked, but all the others had even more extravagant necklines . The drawer after held pants and shorts, I pulled on some forest green pants made of a soft velveteen material. Out of the last drawer, I snagged socks then looked around for some shoes.

I then turned around and around trying to find any sort of shoes, but the room didn't seem to have them. Then I remembered the closet I had been in had held shoes. I opened up the door and looked around, I could hear Gale in the tiny kitchen nook that was just around the corner. Quickly, I tip-toed out to the closet and pulled out a pair of short leather boots with small heels, more lavish then I would have prefered, but better than the tall wedges and spiked heels that were piled up over a couple of ancient sneakers and slippers. Gale came from the kitchen and he handed me a small bag.

"This is your purse," he said, "I didn't look through it I promise!" he said and put his hands up in the air. I looked through the bag and found the contents to be a wallet, a stick of lip balm, a pack of tissues, a roll of tape, a compact rain poncho, and some some round tubes wrapped in bags. I pulled one out and looked at it. "Well," he said, pushing the object back in the bag and looking away, "Let's go." And he walked out the door puling me in tow.

"Uh, can I ask where exactly we're going?" I asked pulling the long leather strap over my head.

"It's a surprise," He replied with a nervous laugh as we stepped into an elevator. I had only been in the few at the capitol, but this one seemed dirty and slow compared to the heart racing pace of those.

Outside, Gale stood on the corner and waved down a bright yellow car, he opened the door for me and looked into my puzzled face. "A taxi," he sighed before I could even ask.

We sat in this "taxi" while a stranger drove us. "Mount Sinai," Gale said solidly, " East Park entrance." The driver nodded like he understood the gibberish that had just come out of Gale's mouth and sped away from the sidewalk. As we speed off down the street, I kept my eyes trained on the leafy green that was just beyond the low grey stone wall that lines the street. That wall seprated the city from the woods. Material from nature. It reminded me of the fence in District 12, it reminded me of home.

Suddenly the driver made a sharp turn into the woods and I realized that, these were not woods, they were a park. There were people riding around on bikes or jogging around. Parents with kids. We went under a bridge and then suddenly we were exiting the park, I found myself turning to look back at the entrance, but then had my face smashed into the grimy seats as the car screeched to a halt.

I unstuck my face my from the seat and looked up at the big glass front of a building. "Come on," Gale paid the man and pulled on my arm slightly to make me follow him out onto the dirty sidewalk. I sulked, displeased with how commanding he was being today.

We stood outside of the huge building; it stood, with large windows, towering over the two of us. A lower, almost stubby building stood in front of the taller one. Clear doors stood closed with the words, "Mount Sinai Medical Center, The Kravis' Children's Hostpital" frosted onto the door with smooth perfection.

I stared up at the tall building as Gale pulled me along, and then I was staring at the great glass ceiling. I quickly shook out of my daze and looked around. It was amazing, there were some many people bustling around. We went to a large desk where a nicely dressed woman was sitting and talking to people on what must have been some sort of communication device, but it wasn't one that I had ever seen. She talked rapidly into a bulky hand-held thing, then quickly looked up at Gale and I.

She smiled and started asking Gale how he was doing, then she turned to me her smile pleased and genuine, "And how about you, Katniss?" I was stunned, then scared. How in the world did this lady know my name? I certaintly didn't know her!

Seeing the suspicious look on my face, the lady looked back at Gale, who then leaned in, over the thick desk, to whisper something in her ear. She glanced back at me and then nodded and picked up her talking device again, pressing buttons labeled with numbers at random. "I'll have to cal in the doctor then," She replied, her nails still clacking on the buttons, "He's currently out, but I'm sure our part-timer will do the trick, he's got a way about him, verrrryyyy mysterious if you ask me. But the patients seem to love him! Alright, go ahead to the usual place, someone will come pick you up." It seemed the person started speaking then because she gave us a surprised little wave and Gale once again took me by the arm and dragged me away.

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OK! I hope that was fun for you!

I have no idea when the next chapter will be, but chances are, the more of you keep banging on my door, the more I'm going to work on it a little at a time! ;)

Special thanks to Dekore50, for being the last straw and ringing the doorbell after everyone left.

See you next time!

-Lu