"Katniss, don't make me tackle you in front of all these nice people" Peeta smiles sweetly

"Go on then, let's give them a sneak preview, of what's to come" I laugh

"You just did, I think that's enough spoilers for today. Now get on the chariot Fenton's coming"

"Fine... You, me, Jo, Finn and Haymitch, training after dinner but before our secret meeting" I huff

"Katniss say that last bit again, I don't think Snow quite heard you from here" Peeta replies sarcastically

"Well you do love me for my dangerous edge, right!? Giving him the puppy eyes

"There's dangerous, then there's suicidal, but I think you just tipped yourself into the suicidal category" he deadpans

I crack up at his voice

"Watch it someone's giving me the evil eye cause I made you laugh" he gasps dramatically

I turn to see both Cato and that dumb ass Titan glaring at Peeta

I take one look at their faces and I'm in hysterics and that's how Fenton and Haymitch find us, doubled up clutching our sides

The tribute parade finished with a bang thanks to Cinna, he's a pure genius. I'm now known as 'The Girl on Fire', which I hate, might I add, anyway I have all the Capitolites on the edges of their sits, in anticipation to find out why Fenton and I hate each other. I think they might have picked upon the tension between us when we were on the chariot. I'm really not surprised to be honest between us glaring at one another and the effects that Cinna incorporated in with the fire, amazing. Mine was orange and Fenton's was black and all the way down to President Snow it looked as though the two fires were battling against each other silently, giving the Capitol a sneak peak at what is to come.

I step into the shower and sigh in relief at finally being able to wash away this annoying make-up. I wince, the hot spray hurting my bruised face, and that when I sigh a different kind of sigh. I still have to somehow explain my face and everything else to Cato, without settling him off on a rampagle. I'm sure he'll find out soon enough unless Cato manages to avoid all TVs from now to when we go into the arena, which I doubt very much.

Cato Pov

I can't believe her, does she wanna get killed before we even start training, let alone the arena! She looked so beautiful but fierce and merciless. What should I do, should I go and talk her, like I really want to or should I wait for her to come to me? To be honest if I was to wait for her to come to me, I wouldn't get to talk to her until the arena, she's stubborn like that.

I'm jolted out of my thoughts by Clove shoving me out of the elevator. She storms off giving me that evil glare of hers, just because I didn't even react when district twelve stole pretty much all of the careers lime light. Well she was pissed anyway all the time, but I think I just tipped her over the edge, as her explosive reaction down at the remake centre, resembled a grenade going off, I find it comical, which made the situation worst.

"Brutus" I call as he walks into the living room after Lyme.

"What kid?"

"I wanted your advice on..." I cut myself off as Lyme was watching the news, and a recording of Katniss stepping off the train this morning comes on. I drop with a heavy thud onto the floor, my breath catches in my throat. I don't hear any of the words being said, my eyes are just fixated on her face. The bruises are everywhere, it takes me two seconds from hitting the floor for my eyes to flick down from her face to her neck, where the bruised shaped hand prints are and I'm sprinting to the stairs up to district twelve floor, the elevator would have been way to slow.

I take the stairs two at a time, by the time I reach floor number seven I've only just started breathing heavily, at floor eight i strip off the chunky metal armour and throw the ridiculous looking helmet, that my prep team forced me into, throwing them far behind me.

I burst into district twelve floor, slamming right into Effie, who screams as though I'm murdering her. I just stand there with my mouth open gaping at her, as Haymitch marches round the corner.

"What the bloody hell is going on?"

"Oh..." He says looking up at me " ...this is either going to be really good or really really bad, ummm, probably the later!"

I gulp Haymitch always seems to put so much confidence in me, for all of two seconds until he actually finishes his sentence. The shrieking has finally stopped and Effie is no just standing there pointing at me, while impersonating a fish.

I hear a door slam and another open and hear a voice that has lost its fierce edge from the parade.

"Don't tell me, Effie has broken a nail again, but does it really amount to THAT much screaming?" Katniss states sarcastically

She came out looking down, drying hair hair with a towel, oblivious to the fact that I am standing right here. I release my breath that I didn't realise I was holding. At that slight change in breathing makes her head snap up, her body tense ready for attack. Her eyes narrow at first, but only for a second then they widen.

I start to walk towards her, her eyes flashing with so many emotions with each move I make. I end up standing right in front of her and smile slightly and that's when her eyes flash dangerously. Her arm rears back and before I can blink her fist connects with my jaw. Fuck that hurt. I then feel a dead weight slam into my chest and the sobs erupt from her. I sink to my knees taking her with me and wrap my arms tightly around her, vowing never to let her go ever again, no matter what it takes. I'd take on the whole damn Capitol, if it came down to it.

"Shhhhh, Katniss I'm here now' I'm so sorry for leaving and causing you all this pain, I've never forgave myself, not even for a second" I whisper

I don't know how long we stay in that position all I know is that Haymitch guided Effie out of the hallway a while ago. Katniss' sibs have long died down apart from the occasional hiccup. Her fist is buried under my shirt climbing on to the wedding ring I've have yet to wear.

"Katniss" I whisper

No response

"Katniss" I say a little loud, a little sharper and it seems to jolt her back into reality

Her muscled tense and stay tense, now I start to get a little worried. She stands abruptly and pulls me to my feet, the drags me towards her bedroom. I open my mouth to say something, but one look at her face and those dangerously grey eyes, tells me right now is certainly not the time and if I push it, her response is going to be explosive.

She pushes me on the bed and stride into the bathroom, without a second glance and starts to rummage for whatever she's looking for. I just end up sitting there and thinking over everything that has happened since the reaping. That reaction from Katniss, I can't get my head around it, I mean it was so unexpected, the sobbing not the punch, violence is totally Katniss. Even when her father died, it was just silent tears and very few of those and then there was anger, this deep anger that eventually turned into pure rage and that made me and Haymitch back away from her and she was just eleven, imagine her now, wow...

She's so different but this me at the same time, not that that statement would make any sense to anybody if I said that out loud. She's not the small, slender girl I left behind; she's now tall, strong and muscular, but she's still extremely feminine and a force to be reckoned with. Though thinking about it she was before, but now there's something new, different and deep within her. I see it in her eyes, there's hate, determination, intelligence, stubbornness, fire and something I find hard to believe, something I have only seen in Haymitch, Lyme and Brutus' eyes, a tortured and haunted look. But I refuse to believe it, I mean I would have been told if anything had happened to her, wouldn't i?

I'm startled out of my jumbled mind to a first aid kit been thrown with a force at my feet, with a impatient but questioning Katniss and I have to say even through her face is mark with cuts and bruises, she is the most beautiful women I've ever met. She has her arms folded over her chest and an eyebrow raised as to which I answer with a slight shrug, which elicits a tiny but real smile from her.

"Your going to want to hold still" she states as she fishes out some cotton pads and antiseptic

"Ok, but what's that for?"

"I split your eyebrow" she mumbles not sounding as guilty as she used to, when we used to practising our fighting techniques when she was about nine.

"Www" I hiss jerking away from her and she snaps

"STOP being such a baby, it's a tiny cut, man up will you!?" She spits, glaring at me

Something about the way she spoke and that look in her eye, makes me bite my tongue in order to stop that nasty retort.

I sigh "Katniss can you please just talk to me?"

"Fine" she sighs and leads me up the stairs and onto the roof.

"Wow" I gasp the view is stunning, the whole city is lit up like a clear starry night sky, for a few minutes I just stare in awe, but then it's obscured by Katniss rapidly pacing backwards and forwards