She returns

Katniss POV

It's been so long. It's been a two years since the rebellion ended.

Life is almost normal, but it's just me, Peeta and Haymitch. With some occasional visits from friends or strangers. Greasy Sae visits us some times. Not as often as before anymore

There is so much less to worry about these days. I still hunt everyday. Peeta painted so many arts they are now hung around the house. Except paintings of our nightmares sleeps in the dark and dusty storeroom.

Little Duck. I thought back to the moment when all this had happened. I will give up almost anything for Prim to be alive again.

Peeta always know when I'm grieving for the people who are gone.

"Katniss. I'm sure she misses you as well." He puts his arm around me. I still found this comforting, despite having heard this hundreds of times.

I am leaning towards him. His body was always warm. Always that black shirt. He smells a lot like bread and the sun.

I don't know what the sun smells like, but I sure knows what the nature smells like.

Just at that moment, the doorbell ring. It must be Haymitch.

"I'll go get it." I say.

A woman with blond hair stands in the entrance. She reminds me of sunshine. Although she does have a brutal heart.

"Hi Katniss." She says with a peaceful smile.

I know her, but it's been so long since she last visited.

"Hi Suzanne. What brings you here?" I asks.

"I have... Something to tell you, you probably won't like it."

"Go on, I've heard enough bad news in my life." I replied.

In the past years, things settled. The violence and war is gone, replacing with peace. It's quite true nothing can be too bad.

"I'm sorry Katniss. You have been selected for the Fandom Games."

Nothing good ends with the word 'games', but it's true nothing can be worse than the Hunger Games. Confusion whirled in my head. I can't understand how she, especially she, can inform me about such things.

"May I come in and explain further with you?" She says. Her face now stern and solemn.

I have nothing better to say. "Okay."

She walked in with the grace of a cat, and sits down on one end of the sofa.

Peeta is standing quietly at the foot of the stairs.

"Sit down, both of you." She says. As if this is her own room and we are merely visitors.

"I have an announcement... Perhaps you are not going to like it, but I have no choice in this."

She sighs and shakes her head. It isn't sincere enough to sound genuine, but I am prepared to hear her anyway.

Before I can acknowledge her and say go on, she continued.

"You are picked to attend the first ever Fandom Games."

Her words are washing over me like cold water from the fresh ocean. I understand immediately what this is. Another game.

"What! No I cannot let this happen." Peeta replies. He must understand what this means as well.

"Both of you are a part of this." Suzanne says.

"We don't have to listen to you, the games are over, and you know it." I replies.

I seem to realise the days are getting boring. Do I crave for an adventure? Her words are persuading.

"But I have a deal for you... If you choose to participate, and of course, Peeta have to go was well, Prim can be brought back. Under the circumstance of Prim having to participate in the games as well"

This is a strong blow to me. A chance of Prim being alive? This is a miracle coming true, but Peeta doesn't seem to buy it.

"So you are telling us to go to the games with Prim, only to have her killed again?" Peeta says.

"Peeta, if this means me seeing her again, I must agree." I know this is the only way I can see her again.

"Suzanne, why didn't you bring her back before, if you got the power of it?" Says Peeta.

"Characters can only be brought back under extreme circumstances, or else the world will corrupt."

I don't know if it is my stubborn mind and my brutal personality. I had to agree, the chance of seeing Prim again is not to be lost. It even beats the fact of possibly seeing her die again, for the second time.

Peeta knows me so well. "Katniss, no." He said before I can even open my mouth.

I have decided and will not change my mind. Prim, is the only thing I have on my mind.

"I will go to the 76th Hunger Games as you wish, Suzanne." I spit the words out, as hard as possible.

She does not flinch, only to give her signature misleading false smile.

"Very well then, Peeta, will you follow her to keep her safe? Or I will have to find a replacement for you."

Peeta replies with gritted teeth. "Yes."

"And I forgot to mention, Gale is a part of this as well."

I gasps. I have mixed feelings about this, but I am willing to sacrifice all this just to see Prim, and talk to her again.

"Suzanne, why didn't you mention this before?" Peeta asks suspiciously.

With her usual kind but fake smile. "I have forgotten. I am going to see him and talk about this now."

Without another word, she stands up, with the grace of a cat.

"Well, goodbye you two." She smiles again.

Neither of us replies.

_xXx_

Gale POV

Author's note: *I'm tempted to use adele lyrics here muahhahahah*

They say that time's suppose to heal ya, but I ain't do much healing.

Despite the two years, I have tried to get her out of my head, and failed. All I managed to do was to make myself more depressed.

I could see her eyes, her deep grey eyes. Surrounded by her olive skin. Her smile so radiant, yet her eyes held the ferocity of a mighty warrior.

"Katniss..."

With an ear splitting scream. I saw a deadly sharp knife pouting from her stomach. Fresh blood tainted her shirt with a perfect shape of an olive.

I woke up with a start.

The cold sweat clung onto my body. I could sense my fast beating heart and my deep heavy breathing. It was as if I have ran a hundred miles.

It wasn't the first time this type of nightmare occurred.

I sat up straight, only to hear a few gentle knocks on my apartment door.

No one I know well ever knock like that.

I walked to the door, slowly. I peeked out the peek hole in the door.

I knew her, she was the one who has been interviewing my life, along with Katniss' life and literally almost everyone's life.

"Suzanne, it's been a long time since you visited."

"Well yes Gale, but I have some good news and bad news for you."

I'm always prepared for the worst, bad news always seems to be better than I expected.

"Go on, tell me the bad news first."

She smiled, a smile filled with meaning.

"You have been selected for the first ever Fandom Games."

Now this, was interesting, but yet I was still confused.

"Is it like the games? You know, two years ago." I asked

"Similar."

I didn't know what to think of it, a bunch of questions roared up in my mind. Before I could ask another question, she delivered the good news.

"But, the good news is that you get to see Katniss."