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….Now that that awkwardness is over...Here is chapter 5!

Katniss POV

I didn't bother remembering my prep teams names. I really couldn't care less. I just sat there while they bathed, washed, primped, and dressed me. They walked me to the full length mirror so I could examine myself.

My hair hung in curls around my shoulders and down my back. My eyes were covered in green eye shadow that matched my dress. My dress was a sea green, it was mermaid style, which I found ironic considering the color. I didn't notice the shoes, the makeup, or the dress though. What I did notice was how sick I looked. I wasn't just skinny, you could tell that I hadn't been fed, or taken care of, properly.

My cheekbones were more defined, and the bottom of my eyes were so indented, that it looked like someone scooped them out with a spoon. I'm sure that I have dark spots under my eyes as well, but they probably covered that with makeup.

I looked at my prep team in the mirror, all expecting me to say something. I had to admit it, they did a good job. I can't imagine that it would be an easy job, trying to make me look a healthy and pretty after being held in that prison for God knows how long.

"You guys did a good job." Was all I could manage, hopefully without hurting anyone's feelings.

They all beamed and walked me out of the room, only to be greeted with guards. They started walking as soon as I reached them. I noticed I wasn't shackled this time. They probably thought that I wasn't as much as a threat wearing five inch stilettos.

We walked into a room that had cameras everywhere. The middle of the room was set up with two loveseats. I looked around and saw Caesar Flickerman being powdered down by one of the makeup artists. He glanced my way and caught sight of me.

"Katniss!" He yelled, coming and wrapping me in a big hug. "It's so good to see you!"

"Hello, Caesar." Why is everyone acting so happy to see me? Aren't I some rebel criminal?

He motioned for me to follow him to the center of the room. He sat down in one of the chairs, and calls over a servant. I can tell by the way the swallows that he is an Avox. I've seen him before at the party during the Victors Tour.

I sat down in the adjacent seat, and worked with my dress to get comfortable. Well, at least as comfortable as I can get sitting in the Presidential Mansion, getting interviewed by Caesar Flickerman, no doubt in front of all Panem.

I see the door to the room open look over to see President Snow walk into the room. I also see all the guards in the room go on high alert. He nods at Caesar, and smiles at me. His smile isn't warm, but ice cold.

I start to smell his rose that he keeps in the pocket of his coat. I'm fighting his urge to gag when the cameras start rolling. I don't like being on camera, but I've done it enough by now too know what to do and how to act.

The camera zooms in on Caesar as he makes his introduction. While he is talking, I keep a smile on my face, just in case the cameras do come to me, but I'm watching him. He has a natural ease with the camera, much like Peeta does, Did, My inner voice reminded me.

"So, Katniss." I'm pulled out of my painful thoughts by the sound of Caesar's voice. "I'm sure you're wondering what you're doing here."

I notice the cameras on me, and look at the door at Snow. He is watching me carefully, his glare alone is threatening enough for me not to do anything stupid.

"Not really. I figured you'd want to know what happened in the arena during the Quarter Quell." I tried being as friendly as I could, imaging Peeta and how he was always so calm and likable. "It's been what? A couple weeks? I'm surprised I wasn't here earlier."

Caesar laughed before he responded. "Ha! Even when you went through what you did, you are still able to joke about it! I love it!" He slaps his knee, then crosses it over his leg. "On a more serious note, how are you dealing with the news of Peeta."

I froze. Somewhere deep down, I knew that this would come up. I just didn't know how I would deal with it. "Um, I haven't really processed it yet." I looked away, trying to keep the tears that were forming in my eyes from falling. It didn't help.

"Katniss?" Caesar asked. "Are you alright?"

I looked at him, and tried for the best smile that I could manage. "No, Caesar. I'm not. I've been held in a cell for- I don't even know how long- for something I didn't even do." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Snow stiffen. But he didn't make any move to make me shut up. "I've been interrogated every day, being asked about some rebel revolution that I wasn't even apart of. They used the deaths of my family and Peeta against me, telling me that I had no one protect anymore." I took a breath because I was rambling, and I would most likely say something that I would later regret. I could feel the tears streaming down my face, but I didn't even care at this point.

"And when I wouldn't give them the answers that they want," I went on. "They would beat me, or not feed me for days. The latter was the most common." Snow was walking forwards now, and Caesar was speechless. I'm pretty sure that this was not how he expected the night to go. "They killed off district 12!" I shouted while they were coming at me. "They bombed everyone in district 12! These are the people you allow to rule you!"

I barely got out that last statement before I was tackled to the ground. I tried to kick, but it was kind of hard while wearing a mermaid dress. I looked at the several screens around the room that showed where I was just sitting, and saw that the screens were full of the Capitol seal.

I tried to scream, but they put a rag over my mouth. As much as I tried to kick and hit them, it did nothing. I felt a sting in my arm, and felt drowsy. They sedated me.

I tried to fight the blackness that was creeping up on me, but I couldn't. The last thing I remember, more like felt, before I gave in to the unconsciousness, was being kicked in the ribs.

Peeta POV

Katniss' little sister jumped onto my bed, while I greeted her mother. I was shocked. I thought that they had died in the bombings.

"Hello Peeta, it's good to see you." Mrs. Everdeen said, she still stood in the doorway, and shot a glare and Prim. "Prim, you don't just walk into someone's room uninvited." She sounded tired, it's understandable, she must be stressed, getting her and Prim settled in, and grieving over Katniss. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that they were both wearing uniforms that I saw the doctors in the hospital wearing.

"You too, Mrs. Everdeen. I'm so sorry to hear about Katniss." I didn't know what else to say. I bet that she has been getting that a lot, but I like to think that I am one of the few people who actually knew Katniss, and felt the most of her loss.

I saw her eyes cloud over, and decided not to push the subject of Katniss. That was fine by me, I didn't really think about it myself, I don't think that I would ever be able to function properly again once I actually process the truth.

Prim ran up to her mother and was just about to say something, when her mom spoke first. "We thought that you would be hungry, so we came to get you for dinner."

I was hungry, but I wasn't up to eating anything right now. "Thank you." I said, not having the heart to turn them down. Prim smiled, looked into my eyes, and grabbed my hand, and led me out the door.

She reminds me so much of Katniss in some ways. Like how she was acting like how she was fine, in the brief moment I had eye contact with her, I could tell that she was truly fighting with everything she had not to breakdown.

When we reached the cafeteria, we got in line to get our food. I told my name to a voice automated machine, and it sent me down the line to give me my food. We had stew, beets, and a glass of milk.

I sat down with the Everdeen's, and looked around the room. There were a lot of people in here I recognized from 12 here. Not even close to how many lived there, but still. People still got out. And that counts for nothing.

I saw Gale walk over to us, and place his hands on Prim's shoulders. "Hey guys." He said smiling at them, showing them a lot more kindness than he showed me. "How are you doing today?" He asked Prim's mother as he sits down.

She gave him a weak smile. "I've been better Gale, what about you?"

He opened his mouth to speak, but shut it when the televisions around the room turned on.

The Capitol anthem turned on, and the Seal of Panem was on the screen. Once it played through the anthem, the screen flashed to show an ecstatic Caesar Flickerman.

He went through his usual greetings and introductions. I tuned him out until he said his guest was The Girl on Fire. My eyes flashed to the screen, and a familiar ache tugged at my chest.

"So Katniss," He began, but honestly, I wasn't even listening to anything he was saying, I was just focusing on Katniss. She looked beautiful, her gray eyes were outlined in green, and the dress she wore showed her perfect body. She was thinner though, and her eyes displayed that she has been through so much.

I could see the pain in her eyes when she spoke. But when she spoke, it wasn't her voice. There was something different about it.

"No, Caesar. I'm not. I've been held in a cell for- I don't even know how long- for something I didn't even do." Her voice was cracking, and it broke my heart. I wanted nothing more than to reach out and hold her to my chest when the first tear fell from her eye. "I've been interrogated every day, being asked about some rebel revolution that I wasn't even apart of. They used the deaths of my family and Peeta against me, telling me that I had no one protect anymore."

She thought I was dead. I got up out of my seat and walked closer to the screen. I heard Katniss' mother let out a cry at the sight of her daughter, but I ignored it. I could only direct my attention to the woman on the screen.

"And when I wouldn't give them the answers that they want," She went on. "They would beat me, or not feed me for days. The latter was the most common." Her eyes flew to somewhere off camera and suddenly she started yelling. "They killed off district 12!" I shouted while they were coming at me. "They bombed everyone in district 12! These are the people you allow to rule you!" The last shot that I saw of the woman I loved, was her being tackled to the ground by a beefy man.

I hope the length satisfied some of you! It took me like two hours to write! My word count says over 2000 words, so I think it's enough for now.

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