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A/N: This chapter is more of a filler, but I hope you like it.

Clove's POV

"What the hell are you talking about?" I said, jumping out of my seat.

"Clove, sit down."

"No! I refuse to be allies with pathetic District 12!"

"Clove, you don't understand. Just let us explain." I huffed but sat back down in my seat, sending a murderous glare towards Enobaria and Brutus. Cato didn't say anything, but I saw his fists clenched under the table.

"Katniss and Peeta are the buzz of the Capitol. Ever since their little stunt last year, they're all the Capitol cares about."

"So what does that have to do with us being their allies?" I snapped.

"Clove, imagine this. You are the allies of Katniss and Peeta, the heroes of Panem. Do you know how much that can help you? It will honestly save you in the arena." I was about to protest. I didn't need their help! I'm perfectly fine on my own.

"You know, they have a point Clove." I gaped at Cato. How could he agree with them?

"Clove," Brutus started. "We talked to Haymitch and we know it's going to take a lot to convince Katniss and Peeta too, but trust me, it will help you immensely in the future. Especially with what's going to happen."

"Well what's going to happen?"

"Um, you'll find out soon enough. So is this okay with you, Clove?" I sighed and mumbled some swear words under my breath.

"Fine. It's not like I really have a choice."

"Good. Come on, on the bright side, you guys can split at the final 8. There's no point at keeping any alliance when you reach that point. You guys are going to thank us eventually. Trust me."

I finished the rest of dinner in silence. I was definitely not happy about this.

Peeta's POV

"Haymitch! That is a horrible plan!" Katniss slammed her fists on the table. Effie grimaced.

"Katniss! Where are your manners?"

"I am not going to be allies with them! Heck, I don't even want anyone else to be our allies!" She said, completely ignoring Effie.

"Katniss, if Haymitch says it's a good plan, then it probably is." She let out a sigh.

"You're right Peeta. Sorry, I was being irrational." To be honest, I didn't agree with it either. But as drunk as he seemed, Haymitch wasn't stupid. He obviously had a good reason for it.

"Look, Katniss. You just have to trust me on this." She sighed in exasperation but nodded.

"Good. Tomorrow during training, you don't have to train with them, but try and get to know them, you know, observe them from a distance." I nodded and we finished the rest of dinner.

I woke up to a faint knock at my door.

"Come in," The door creaked open and Katniss came in. She shuffled towards my bed and sat at the edge. We sat in silence, but I knew something was wrong.

"Katniss, what's wrong?" She sighed.

"Are you sure about this alliance thing? It kind of feels like they're just using us." I reached over and gently squeezed her hand.

"It'll be fine. Just see how tomorrow goes. If we don't like the alliance, we can talk to Haymitch and see what he can do about it, okay? Everything will be okay, I promise."

"You're right, there has to be a good reason for it." She yawned and rubbed her eyes.

"I should go, thanks Peeta." She kissed me softly on the lips and quietly walked to the door. I groaned. Of course I wanted to come out of the alive, but I have to protect Katniss, even if it meant dying.

Katniss' POV

The next morning, training started. The room was set just like last year. The stations, the gauntlets, the weapons, they were all in the exact same places. The only different thing was the crowd of tributes, or should I say, victors, in the centre. I gulped. A lot of them were bigger and definitely stronger than me. Most of them seemed to know each other too. I glanced at Peeta and he gave me a reassuring smile.

Atala gave her speech and the group parted. Peeta and I went to the camouflage station. I glanced across the room and saw Cato and Clove talking to the other Careers. I heard from some other tributes that District 4 wasn't in the alliance anymore. I guess Cato and Clove were telling District 1 that they were out too.

I tried to focus on painting my arm, but I jumped when I heard a sudden scream, followed by a clatter. I turned to the centre of the room where the sound came from. The girl from District 1 had thrown her dagger on the ground and she stormed off. The boy, who I heard was her brother, chased after her and Cato sighed. I smirked a little.

"Wow, that is really good." I heard the trainer say to Peeta. His arm was covered in brown and green paint. There were also some leaves and twigs. I looked down at my arm and it was nothing compared to Peeta's. I sighed and used the towel on the table to wipe the already dried paint off.

"C'mon Peeta, let's go." I trudged myself to the archery station and started shooting arrows angrily at the target. I don't know why I was so angry. Maybe it was the arranged alliance. Maybe it was the fact that I was in the Games again. Maybe it wa-

"Katniss, Katniss!" I snapped out of my thoughts as Peeta shook my shoulder.

"What?"

"We should go talk to them."

"Um, who's them?"

"Katniss, you know who I'm talking about." I groaned.

"Do we have to?"

"Katniss,"

"Okay, fine, fine."

Peeta grasped my arm and dragged me to the sword station where Cato and Clove were. I awkwardly stood there when Peeta nudged me.

"Hi." They turned towards us. Clove's face suddenly dropped.

"Hey," Cato said reluctantly.

"Um, I'm Katniss and that's Peeta,"

"We know who you are."

"Well I, uh, heard we're going to be allies."

"Yeah, I guess."

I glanced at Peeta and he cleared his throat.

"Well, it was nice meeting you." I awkwardly nodded at Cato and walked away from the sword station.

"See, that wasn't so bad." Peeta came up behind me. I grimaced.

"I just hope these stupid Games are over soon."

Cato's POV

"Look at them, so pathetic. I honestly don't get why we have to be their allies." Clove complained as she stabbed the dummy with the sword. I glanced at District 12 who were now at the traps station. If I had the choice, I definitely wouldn't choose them as my allies, but Brutus had a point.

"Clove, maybe this is a good idea. You know, with all the publicity they're getting, it can help us."

"Fine, but don't expect me to get along with them. Or you for that matter." I looked at her as she continued to fight with the dummy. The new her definitely had an attitude, but maybe I liked that about her.

A/N: Thanks to HungerGamesGleek123 and the guest who reviewed the last chapter. I really appreciate it.