Request from Kendrix D. Brandon: Madge and Gale are already together but Gale doesn't stop being a playboy or pining over Katniss...but in the end... (not ruining it.) I changed it around a bit!

Also don't say anything about the name- I know there are more truths and lies. Get over it : )

Enjoyyy. Modern AU.


Madge looked down at the glowing text. She sneered at the "have to work late," bullshit that Gale had sent her for the forth night in a row. Madge sat back on their king sized bed and glanced down at the glistening ring on her fourth finger.

She let out a frustrated scream and threw her phone down onto the shag carpet in front of her. Madge stared at her reflection in her vanity mirror. She knew he was out with her. That co-worker of his with the long brown hair.

The girl with the no care attitude and tight clothes. She looked down at her lace top with little jean shorts. Madge looked like a school girl. She sighed and reached out to her phone.

She looked through her contacts and smirked as she came upon his name. Madge pressed the call button and pulled off her engagement ring.

Gale lost his footing at the bar. His drink had almost left his hand when he saw who had just walked in.

"Isn't that your girl?" Thom smirked besides him, "damn she needs a leash." Gale's jaw dropped when he got a good look what she was wearing.

"Is that... Mellark... with her? Wait how...? I don't want to know." Katniss muttered, and reached for her whiskey. Gale gulped. Her milky white thighs peaked out from the second skin leather dress she had glued to her curvy body.

"I'm sorry- she needs handcuffs." Thom chuckled. Madge's make-up was all coal black and smoky unlike her usual pinks and browns. Her lips were deep red and plump as she smiled up at the blonde.

His fiancée giggled as Peeta Mellark's hand lingered further down her back in what Gale could only name, "dangerous territory." Thom whistled.

"I don't think you're getting married anymore." He gestured to her ring less hand.

"Thom." Gale said through grinding teeth, "shut up." Madge caught his eye and she reached up to kiss Peeta's cheek, pointing towards the bar.

"Careful, you'll break your glass." Katniss said and gestured to his grip. Madge sashayed towards them with a shit-eating grin on.

"Oh hey guys..." She said and leaned towards the bar between Gale and Katniss. Gale had to refrain leaning into her, she smelled like heaven. The bartender asked her what she wanted. "Beer in the bottle." Gale made a face.

She only drank cocktails, margaritas and martinis in his mind. The bartender took her bill and she turned to Gale. His eyes lingered on all her exposed skin then he finally met her baby blue eyes, "what are you doing?" He hissed.

"I could ask you the same thing." She smirked, "this doesn't look like work." Madge reached into her purse and pulled out her engagement ring. She dropped it into Gale's glass and watched it sink to the bottom. "Bye baby." She murmured and wandered back to Peeta.

"Shit." Thom chuckled, awkwardly. Gale starred at the ring.

"She doesn't know, does she?" Katniss asked him. "You haven't told your own fiancée about what your actual job is."

"Businessman is a safer job." Gale grumbled.

"It's safer to let her know who you really are." Thom agreed.

"She's with Mellark. How does she know Mellark?" Katniss sighed.

"I have no idea. She doesn't know that he's my boss." Gale grumbled.

"You've really... screwed up." Thom said and took a swig of his drink.

"She thinks you're my old college friends." Gale continued.

"You need to tell her everything..." Katniss murmured but Gale was already walking Madge's way. She was hanging off Mellark like a underpaid stripper. Thom and Katniss looked down at their drinks awkwardly.

"Madge." Gale said curtly, "we need to talk."

"No, we don't." She said sweetly.

"Look." Gale said and took her arm gently, "Mellark is not someone who was on my high school football team. We never went to the same high school." Madge let go of Peeta's arm and blinked up at Gale, "he's my boss. I work for him."

"She didn't know?" Mellark groaned.

"No." Gale grinded out.

"What?" She whispered and looked between the two men.

"Can we talk now?"

"Yes." She nodded. Gale took her elbow and pulled her out of the bar and out to his car. They slammed their doors and Gale pressed lock.

"Katniss and Thom- they're not college friends. They're co-workers." He said.

"Why didn't you just say?" Madge yelled. "I don't understand."

"We work for the military." He finally whispered. "We're agents, spies, covert, whatever you want to call us." Madge starred. Gale hit the dashboard. "I couldn't tell you."

"I think it's pretty important." She cried. "Were you ever going to tell me? We're getting married- or were." She said, "I think it's pretty important for your wife to know where you are and what you're doing." Gale looked out the car window.

"I know." He said, shaking away his frustrated tears. "That guy..." He said gesturing towards the bar. "The one you were hooking up with, Mellark."

"Your boss?" She sneered.

"We do whatever he says. That was one of the rules. We couldn't have personal relations. He doesn't know about our engagement or... us or anything." He looked over at her, "how do you know him?"

"We... I... met him at work. What was he doing at my work if you work for him?" Gale shrugged.

"I think he was onto us, that's why I started going to bars with people. I had to show him that I was single or something."

"So what you're getting at is that you risked your career to be with me? And for my safety you told me that you were a businessman?" Gale looked down at his hands on the wheel.

"Yes and I'm so..." Madge turned his face and molded her lips with his. She moved over the center console and onto his lap, running her hands through his hair. She pulled back to kiss down his neck, "sorry." He panted.

"Shut up." She muttered and unbuttoned his shirt, "do you still have that ring?" He felt for his pocket, finding it.

"Yeah." He nodded and rested his head against the headrest.

"Good." She smiled and nibbled on his undershirt collar.


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