Prim investigates her sister's whereabouts. What will she find? Please review!

What was I supposed to do? The star basketball player was gone and just when our school was going up against some no name school in Washington. I didn't know what to tell Mom, she suspected that I would cover for her, she monitored my phone and Internet but she soon realized that I was as confused as she was.

I had never felt more worried in my life. One night I went to sneak around the old military base. It was risky, I know but I had to find out if there really was some kind of spill. What surprised me most was the fact that the base was even opened that night when I saw the men in suits, it was abandoned years ago, or at least that's what everyone thought.

No guards, no dogs, no cars, nothing. What were they covering up? I snooped around for about 40 minutes until I found an opening in the chain link fence.

'HAWKINS, INDIANA'

The painted letters on a wooden crate spelled out. Contents from a lab, or that's what I thought but the crate was empty except for some broken glass. Whatever these people were working on, I had my doubts that it made sisters have sexual feelings for one another, adopted or not. My search would last up to 2 years without any help from the police, I had my work cut out for me.

Now my dear reader, present day. I moved the beads out of my way and stepped into a private room in the back of the club. There was a chair and a window. The window must've looked into another room where the dancer was, which was smart because it kept the rowdy dudes away. I sat down, scared that I was going to get busted for looking like a total pervert. The window lit up, flickering blue lights like it was a small dance club in there. Then I saw her.

Kat Everdeen, she would be 20 years old now. She didn't look like a young girl any more. I sat still in my chair and didn't take my eyes away. Thanks to the lighting she was draped in a light blue. She wore what must've been a thong, high heels and pasties on her nipples; how was it possible that her boobs looked even bigger than before? She didn't look at me so she didn't know who was watching; maybe she couldn't it could be two sided glass like you see in any police show where they grill suspects in interrogation rooms.

I could feel my heart race, I was feeling a lot warmer; old feelings were coming back. I wanted to say her name even though I knew she wouldn't be able to hear me over the music in her cage. As soon as she was done, I was out of there and fast.

I was stopped by an even heavier looking bouncer before leaving, "No free shows," I coughed up the cash in disgust and got the hell out of there, "Come back again!"

I did go back, I couldn't leave her there but I just couldn't work up the courage to do anything. I was supposed to be a kid detective, what the hell was I doing?

Everything went the same the next few nights, I went in, everyone looked at me, I sat down and then left. Saturday night went different, bad to worse.

I was stopped by a tall woman in heavy makeup before I could even touch those beads. "Who let you in?"

"Uh..."

"You're the one's been coming in all week, ain't ya?"

I gulped, "Yes, I'm here about one of your dancers."

"Strippers, dear, let's not try and sugar coat it."

I sighed, I really didn't need this right now, "I just want my sister."

"Your sister?" She lifted a drawn on eyebrow. Many of the girls within earshot laughed mockingly.

"Yes," I said firmly, "Kat Everdeen."

"Never heard of her."

"She's in there dancing right now! I demand to speak with her!"

She seemed a little shocked by my outburst but quickly smiled and took my hand, "Come with me."

She took me up a flight of stairs and to an office door. She knocked, "Alright, come in!"

She pushed the door opened and dragged me inside. There were five men, they looked like gangsters, 2 of them had guns slid in their waistbands. The guy at the desk I presumed to be the owner of this shit hole.

"Effie, what's all this?" He looked me over, "Not bad. A little overdressed don't you think?"

"She's not here for a job," Effie laughed, "She says her sister works for us."

His mouth curled, "Oh, really? Who may that be?" The other men in the room laughed.

"Some bitch named Kat!"

"She's not a bitch!" I yelled.

The man laughed, "Kat, Kat, Kat. I don't have any girls named Kat."

"Bullshit!"

The men were enjoying this; I really wished I had a gun at that moment. "Hmm, I think I know which one you mean."

"I want to see her."

"Of course," he folded his hands.

"Can you get her?"

"She's busy."

"Not any more."

"I like you, kid. Tell you what, since this is family related I'll give her 5 minutes with you. No glass between you."

I was walked to the room by Effie, not the room I became accustomed to but the one Kit-Kat used. I walked in and saw her, her back to me. Effie slammed the door behind me. Kit-Kat nearly jumped, she turned around and faced me in shock.

"Prim?"

"Hi, Kit-Kat."

She smiled nervously. She looked so far away from me even in such a small room. "You look so grown up."

"I got my braces out."

"Yeah...that's awesome."

"You...You're beautiful...your boobs..."

"Thank you." She almost laughed.

"I-I'm here to take you home."

She shook her head, "I can't."

We both moved in closer, I just wanted to throw myself into her arms. She did grab a hold of me. She looked over my face, into my eyes.

"I miss you. Mom misses you...everyone..."

"I miss you too...I miss our time together."

I moved in closer, "Me too."

Our passion took hold, we embraced, how could I possibly resist this for so long? We practically ate each others faces. I could feel her heart beating as she pressed into me. Pure bliss. I grabbed her butt and squeezed; I surprised even myself. I wasn't even sure either of us could stop.

I heard applause, cheers.

"Now, that's what I call a family reunion!"

Dammit! They were watching us! I should've known. The door swung open.

"Time's up!" Effie yelled. She had to pull me our of there, Kit-Kat watched helplessly as I was taken from her.

I don't know what they had on her. Why didn't she just leave?

I was pushed into the office again. I was furious, "You..."

"Please, call me Frank," he was enjoying himself way too much, "That was a hell of a show you put on. You know, a lot of people pay good money for that."

"I want to take her home!"

"Well I'm sorry but I can't let that happen. Everyone comes to see Jewels."

Jewels? That was her stripper name?

"I'll do anything to get her out of here!" My big mouth.

He sat there, smiling and thinking it over. He slammed his fist down on the table. "I like you kid. So here's what you're gonna do..."

Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion!