I'm so tired! Any of you debaters out there, I have to write both my Public Forum cases before my tournament this weekend. And my partner doesn't do anything. I'm just lucky that he is a good 2nd speaker. And those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, well, don't do PF. That's all you need to know…

Here is chapter 9!

Katniss POV

My head was throbbing when I woke up. My vision was blurry and I hurt like hell. My body was stiff and sore, so I figured I'd been lying here for a while, and my wrists and ankles were sore. I lifted my head as much as I dared, and saw that I was strapped the a bed.

This wasn't the same room that I'd been held in before. This one had concrete walls, and a chair. Peeta was sitting in that chair.

His ankle was sitting on top of this knee and his head was resting in his hand, looking at me. His eyes were so cold, it scared me. I shook my head and buried it in my shoulder as much as I could. I heard him make a tsk noise, and get up. He walked over to me, but I couldn't get away.

He placed his hands on the bed, on either sides of my face and leaned in so he was only inches away from me. "He warned you." He hissed. "He told you you'd regret if you didn't say what he told you. It's exactly the resistance to the Capitol that got you here, and everyone you cared about dead."

I couldn't even respond. I just sat there, staring up at that beautiful face. I could feel tears forming in my eyes, and didn't even bother to hold them back. Something I seemed to be doing more lately.

"And now you're crying." He went on, in disbelief. You do not get to cry for yourself, you're the only one that put you in this situation." He turned his back towards me, and I started to relax a little.

And as soon as I let my guard down, he was on me. His legs straddled my waist, and his hands were on my throat. He held it so tightly that I was lost of breath in just a few minutes. I looked into his eyes, hoping that I would see any resemblance to the Peeta that I knew.

He tightened his grip on me, and I was sure that I was going to pass out, then he disappeared off of me. I tried to sit up, only to remember that I was strapped down. I fell back against my pillow and tried to catch my breath.

"Katniss," I looked up and saw Gale. He didn't say anything more. He just stood at the end of my bed, gazing at me. Gale was never as angry as Peeta or Prim- though he was still scary. My mother mostly just told me what a disappointment I am.

Gale stood there, just staring, until I fell asleep.

I woke up when they shoved another syringe into my arm. When I opened my eyes, I was expecting to see one of the Vultures, not Snow himself. "Oh good, you're awake."

He motioned for someone to come forward, and I saw the guard from the mansion come to stand beside him. He injected another substance into my arm.

I wondered what it did, and then I felt it. It was like fire was running through my vains, and rushing to my brain. I tried to break the restraints so I could curl into a ball, as if holding myself together would make the pain stop. I felt my body convulse and my back arch off the mattress as I screamed.

For all I know, it could have lasted minutes. But as the fire made it's way throughout my body, only growing in intensity, it could've been hours. I felt tears streaming down my face, as I looked as Snow's amused smile.

"Do you like our new toy? It's a serum call Versed. It causes unimaginable pain to course to the body. And from watching you, I would say that it was pretty effective." His smile broadened and he moved to sit on the chair. "You see," He went on, "The hallucinogen we've been giving you, also contains a sedative. And personally, I'm tired of you sleeping all the time. But Versed, it counters that sedative. So as long as we give you both," He gestured to the guard, "We can insure that you don't sleep for a very long time." He smiled, and stood up to walk out of the room.

"I told you," He said again, before exiting the room. "I told you that if you disobeyed me, I would make your like a living hell. This is me keeping up my end of the deal."

I would've responded, but the fire was still in my body, and I couldn't form words through all the pain. The guard didn't leave with Snow, he took position by the door, and stared right in front of him, completely ignoring him.

I saw my mother in corner, before I passed out from the exhaustion that the pain had caused.

Peeta POV

"We have to get her, now." I said as soon as what I'd just seen processed. "After two times of her acting like that on camera, they won't let her off easy. They'll kill her." I looked at Coin, who was just sitting there while I had my outburst.

"I agree." Plutarch said. "If we wait any longer, there is no promise what condition

she will be in, is she is even still alive." He wasn't talking to me, he was addressing Coin. And she seemed to actually listen to him.

"Soldier Hawthorne, do you think that you can get your team assembled to leave tonight?" She stood up and faced Gale who was still staring at the black screen.

"Yes, of course. We can be ready in a few hours." He said, turning to face her.

"Good, you leave in three hours then." Gale nodded and left the room. "Plutarch, get a prep team ready and get Peeta to the studio. We need to start filming so we can at least hope to have enough footage to start with." Plutarch nodded as well and motioned for me to follow him out of the room.

"No." I said, crossing my arms over my head.

Coin raised an eyebrow at me, and took a step closer. "What was that Mr. Mellark?"

"I said, no. I did not go through all of that training just to film a freaking propo!" I was on the verge of yelling, and was taking steps toward the president.

"Peeta, that is something that we just cannot risk." Plutarch interfered, still waiting for me to join him.

I stood there staring at them. I was going to go on this mission, even if I had to sneak on. "President Coin, I understand. But why don't you have Finnick or Johanna film it? They know a lot more about the Capitol and how to be on camera than I do."

"Peeta, you will not be going on this mission. Now go with Plutarch if you want to help Katniss." As tempting as that was, because I knew it would help, I couldn't see myself anywhere than getting Katniss myself. I stood my ground, staring down Coin.

"Fine, we will just make you do the propo." Coin said, as two soldiers started to move in. In my weeks at the training center, I kind of learned how to fight.

I reached to punch to closest one, and took him by surprise, causing him to stumble back a few feet. The other one lunged towards me, and I brought my foot up to kick him in the chest. He caught my foot, and twisted my leg, and I fell on the ground. The soldier that I punched was holding down my arms, and the other was on my legs. I tried to push them off, but they were to heavy.

I heard Coin yelling in the background, and a few moments later, Prim was standing next to me with a syringe that she stabbed into my neck.

"Sorry Peeta." I heard her whisper as I fell unconscious.

*Hours later*

Katniss POV

I had been awake for awhile. Trying to ignore the fire that still lingered in my veins, and instead moving my attention to the parade of dead people before me. Peeta was always the most violent. He was either trying to kill me, or he just flat out beat me. Gale just yelled at me, blaming me for the death of his family. Prim and my mother just sat there, mostly together, staring at me. They would occasionally speak, mostly to tell me how this was all my fault.

I was listening to Gale, he was telling me all about the bombings in 12, and how he had to watch his family burn to death, when I heard an alarm go off. I heard a grunt, and then it turned off.

"Time for your next dose." The guard said, walking towards me. I tried cowering away, but knew it was useless. He pulled two syringes out of his coat, and he quickly jabbed one of the needles into my arm.

I immediately felt the pain. I guessed it was a larger dosage this time, because the pain was considerably worse. The fire was making it's way through my body and into my brain. I barely felt the second needle go in, but didn't pay that any attention.

My screams filled the small room, and the tears were like rivers down my face. The pain was not like anything I had ever felt. Even when I was burned in the arena, or electrocuted.

I opened my eyes for a second, and saw the guard smirking at me before returning to his position by the door.

The pain lasted longer this time, I was sure. I pulled at my restraints, desperate to clutch my burning head in my hands. "Make it stop! Please, just make it stop!" I heard myself choke out.

The guard let out an amused laugh. "You should've listened." Was all he said.

I think after a while, I just became numb to the pain. It was still there, but I didn't do anything. I just stared at the ceiling as the tears leaked out of my eyes while I silently sobbed. The hallucinations started, but I didn't even glance at them. Even as Peeta pounded his fist repeatedly into my already hurt ribs.

I heard a noise outside the room, but didn't even turn my head. "Stay here." The guard warned me as he went to investigate.

"As if I'm going anywhere." I tried, but it barely came out as a pained whisper. I heard a slam on the door, and finally showed interest. The door was being pounded on from the outside, which I found weird because the guard should be able to get back in.

Suddenly the door burst open, and a swarm of at least seven men came running in. They weren't wearing the usual white body armor that the Capitol guards and Peacekeepers wore, but they had guns. And that was enough to scare me.

I started crying again, and again, uselessly tried to get away. I sobbed into my shoulder, my head facing away from them. This is it, they are finally going to kill me. As much as I hated it here, somewhere inside me knew that I deserved it. I had caused so many deaths, that I should be locked up here.

"Katniss!" I heard Gale yell. Not again. The fire was still in my veins, and the Versed seemed to keep the hallucinations at bay. Gale was standing over me, cutting at my restraints. He had a gun too.

"No, please." I sobbed, reaching out to push him away as soon as my hand was free. It didn't do much, I was so weak and stiff from sitting still for so long. "Don't hurt me, please. I've had enough."

That's it. I realized. I've finally broke.

"Katniss, you need to calm down, it's me. Gale." He was holding my arms down above my head. His eyes weren't as cold this time, and his touch was gentle.

"It's not you!" I screamed, trying to push him away again. "It's never you!" He gave me a confused look, but shook it off.

"We're here to get you out, you need to come with us." He said, still remaining calm. Someone said something to him, and he nodded. "Katniss, we don't have much time."

"Just leave me alone!" My legs were now free, and I kicked, I had no particular target, I was just swinging my legs everywhere.

"Gale, we need to sedate her." Someone said from behind him.

He took a deep breath and met my eyes again. "Fine, okay."

"No, please. Enough with the medication." I begged as someone inject me with yet more sedatives.

I thought that was a good place to stop.