They Meet: 6 Years Prior…
The dark hallways give no sign of life. The only light was at the end of the hallway, where a glass office resided. Inside shouting was heard. A woman with an intimidating hair cut sits calmly at her oak desk, whilst a boy shouts at her. He is growing more frustrated by the second. This argument wasn't the only thing that fueled his hatred for Alma Coin. She was corrupt and everyone knew it, but no charges could ever stick. She was a power hungry serpent and anyone that she promoted couldn't be trusted. When he stands to continue his rant in a more controlling manner, Coin decides to speak up. "Hawthorne, you will listen to me and not protest any decision your superior makes." She, the Bureau's chief, says, eerily calm, at the man. A cold malicious face squints at him as he gathers his composure, although his eyes never lose their fire. At that moment, he was in the process of getting a new partner. She is new to the FBI and he was chosen to break her in a little… he was outraged. He wanted an experienced partner that he could trust.
"Boss, I know that you need someone to teach her-" He starts in an angry tone, her eyebrows shift only slightly since he blatantly disregards orders.
"Hawthorne, this is the end of our conversation, got it? Agent Everdeen is perfectly qualified to be your partner. If anything, I hope she keeps that temper of yours in line." She dismisses him with the word and she glares at him until he leaves and gets her point.
Gale's feet lead him out the door and he clamped his fists in anger. He drove towards his home to let off some steam, maybe break some things.
A blonde man sits at the counter and orders a drink. He rests his elbows on the brown barstool counter while his blue eyes scan the crowd. Just after getting his strong liquor someone catches his eye. Her brown hair is pulled back elegantly, only letting a few wisps of hair escape and frame her face. She is so beautiful… He is taken aback when her eyes meet his. They continue that way until she makes a move, gets up, and disappears into the swarming crowd of after-workers. He gets more drinks before she sneaks up around him, placing a gentle hand on his arm. She takes a seat next to him and they start to talk.
Several drinks later and they end up in his apartment above the bakery he owns. The modern décor is largely ignored as the lovers kiss their way up the stairs and into his bedroom. She pushes him against the door and nips at his pulse point as she unbuckles his pants. While he works at her blouse as quickly as he can, she rubs his length through his jeans. With the last button gone, he rips the offending object off her body. Heavy pants fill the room as things get more heated. He removes most of her clothes as they kiss again. He pushes her on the bed, forcing her on her back. He marvels in the sight before him as he finally sees her chest bare. Then, she's clad in just her underwear and he's hastily bringing his hand down to her. The moans spur him on as he brings himself out of his pants and fling them off. When they finally meet, she breathes out erratically from the loss in her lungs. His thrusts are fast and clumsy, leaning heavily on his forearms and kissing her. Mid-thrust she shouts out, "Oh, god…" He laughs throatily until it turns into a long low groan.
"Mmmm, I want you to, ahhh, call out my name!" Her pants interrupt her sentence in time with his pushes. "Oh, aahhh, its Katniss…"
"Oh, Katniss!" He shouts to appease her."
"Ughhh, get on top!" Katniss changes her position, spreading her long legs around his middle, rocking her hips, and shouting out his name. They continue this way for quite some time until he cries, "I'm gonna come." As he said that she clenched around him and shouted out her ecstasy in a chorus of whines. He joins her calls, melodically yelling out in delight. She drops onto his chest after exhausting herself and they both hum peacefully drifting into sleep.
Katniss wakes up the next morning at 5 on the dot, only to see that he had gotten up earlier. After dressing and re-braiding her hair, she slips down the staircase and sneak out to the bar's parking lot. When she reaches her big black SUV, she looks back at the bakery, reminising about her prior night. She gets into her car and clenches her thighs all the way until she gets to her temporary hotel room. She readies herself, making sure to take a nice, cold shower, dressing in a pantsuit for her meeting, and leaving her hair out. She had a 3 o'clock appointment. Today she was to meet her new partner. While she drives to the agency, her thoughts ventured back to last night and she has to calm her breaths. The building is simple to navigate and she finds her way to Coin's office easily enough.
When she opens the door, a woman who looks stern and to the point approaches her, "Ms. Everdeen, I presume." Katniss nods and sits to wait for the last person of this meeting to get there. When he does, she sees someone very similar to herself, characteristically. She smiles and extends her hand. "Hello, I'm Katniss Everdeen."
"I'm sorry for the wait." He grumbles unapologetically while taking it.
"Hawthorne." The woman warns.
"Nice to meet you, Detective Everdeen." He says sarcastically to Katniss.
"There was a reason she was promoted, Hawthorne." Coin snaps.
"I don't care." He gripes.
"Just show her around." She huffs telling them to leave.
"Agent Gale Hawthorne." He states as they walk down the hallway.
"And I'm apparently Detective Katniss Everdeen." She smiles sickly sweet. "Now, just show me around." She scowls.
"If you're to be my partner, I have to trust you." He says harshly. They continue walking to homicide's office.
"And you totally gave me the opportunity to earn your trust. You know, just because I was a cop, doesn't mean I'm incompetent!"
"But it doesn't mean you are!"
"Well you'd be a great judge, given you just met me!" She could not believe his nerve. She crosses her arms and he points his finger in her face.
And then they started to argue, loudly.
"Why are you judging me based off my file? Shouldn't you find out how I am as a person?"
"You almost got booked-"
"Fucking hell Hawthorne! I was a teenager! And almost is a key word!" She threw up her hands in frustration.
"Everdeen, don't push me." He growled.
They had gathered a crowd and when Gale came up to her and pushed her chest, Coin butted in.
"My office, now!" She shouted.
"I want a new partner!" They both shouted immediately when they sat down.
"Unfortunately, for the moment, you guys have to make do with each other. Get out of work for a while. Don't talk about your positions. Just leave for the day. I don't want you to be like this tomorrow. Fix it."
"Fine." They grumbled in verification.
They made their way down to her car and he held his hand out. "What is it you want?" She asked with her eyebrows raised.
"Keys." She laughs out loud.
"No, it's my car. I drive." He scowls.
"Give me the keys! You don't even know where we're going!"
"You can tell me and I'll have you know, I'm also a very adept driver." She unlocks the door and opens it with Gale still standing behind her.
"Fucker." She laughs at how angry he is while he goes around the car to the passenger side.
"Damn Hawthorne, you do have a temper. Have you ever smiled?" He slams the door as he gets into the passenger seat.
"So tell me, Partner, where are we going?" She smiles and it lights up her face.
"I'm glad you're getting so much enjoyment out of my temper." Is his snarky reply, "Well, Everdeen, I think a bar should suffice. I was supposed to meet somebody there tonight." He tells her the address and grouses.
"Is it a girl? I don't want to intrude." She says sardonically. "Ha! Actually, you're so uptight around me; you must not have gotten it for a while!"
"I'll have you know, I just got some last night!" He barks defensively.
"Probably not as good as mine." She murmurs to herself and then says, "Ah, I finally know something about you! So who was the lucky lady?"
"You wouldn't know her."
"I don't know… I know people." She fakes pouting. She pulls up to the bar and freezes. "This bar? Why this one?" It is the same one from last night before.
"I like it." He vaguely replies and shrugs his shoulders. She stands rigid and he's intrigued, "What happened to you?" She just shakes her head. He starts toward Mellark's to get Peeta but she doesn't make a move, standing still with her eyes wide.
"Why are you going to the bakery?"
"I'm hungry!"
"The bar has food."
"Not this kind of food. This is heaven."
"I think I'll opt to stay. I'll be in the bar."
"Suit yourself!" He calls not looking back.
Peeta sits at the counter and smiles when he sees Gale. "Hey buddy!" He's wiping down tables.
"Change of plans, we're going drinking… now!" His face is shadowed by his happy surroundings.
"Always straight to the point." He laughs and shakes his head, "Sure, let me get Finn from the back and we'll close up. You alright?" He asks.
"I met the recruit."
"How was he?" They didn't normally talk about Gale's work but Peeta was curious.
"She." He corrects.
"She? Awesome! What's she like?" He smiled brightly.
"Oh, you're not getting into this one's pants."
"Who says?" He says, amused.
"She yelled back at me." He grumbles.
"Oh, so she's feisty? Finally met your match?" He winks.
"She's like a happier me! It's horrible." Peeta chuckles heartily.
"Alright, alright, let me go get Finnick."
Katniss sit where she sat the night before. She flags down the bartender and orders some shots of vodka. He gives her a weird look but gets it anyway. She downs them all in a few moments and then asks for a beer. When the door chimes she looks up and sees Hawthorne, a buff bronzed guy, and…
This is how Katniss Everdeen first officially meets Peeta Mellark.