TRIGGER: Get into the master bed.

Screw it, she was tired. That and if it really bothered Johanna then it would be great payback for all the flirting and teasing she had to endure. Letting out a breath she strutted over to the master bed and tossed the covers on the opposite side of Johanna before settling into the plush bed. She wasn't too surprised when Johanna wasn't phased by the motion. She seemed far too involved in the book she was reading. Katniss peered over to try and read the title, but the text was too small for her without her reading glasses, which were placed on the counter in the bathroom when she removed them from her jean pocket.

"What are you reading?" Katniss asked mildly as she turned on her side. Johanna looked over at her as if for the first time she realized Katniss had climbed into the bed with her.

"Hey, you actually came to bed." Katniss smirks at the slight surprise in Johanna's voice, she almost seemed impressed by the notion.

"This is our honeymoon right? Besides don't married people sleep together?" Katniss taunted as she watched Johanna roll her eyes.

"Yeah but you seemed too...you know."

"What?"

"Pure?" Johanna shrugged her shoulders, "You know 'sleep together' can mean more then just being in the same bed right?"

Katniss only snorts at the remark,

"Maidenhair" Johanna offers, "by Mikhail Shishkin"

"Never heard of it,"

"I'm not surprised," Johanna flips the page in the book, "It was more famous in Russia, the english translation wasn't real popular. I like reading the original Russian one. It doesn't loose anything in translation."

"Your reading it in Russian?" Katniss doesn't know if her voice expressed the surprise she had, if it did Johanna didn't show it.

"Yeah, I'm fluent in Russian. My grandfather came to Panem from Russia, Him and my dad spoke it all the time, they taught me when I was really little." Johanna shrugs as if it's no big deal, "Hannah's not in case you were trying to put that in context."

Johanna speaks Russian, Hannah doesn't. Katniss repeats it in her head. She didn't know of a case in which she was asked what languages Hanna spoke, but she was sure to keep that information squared away in her head anyway.

"Hannah can speak French" Johanna offered playfully, "Johanna can too, but I think that's a given."

"French too?"

"I took French in high school, all four years." Johanna put a bookmark in her book and placed it on the bedside table. "But your file says you speak Spanish?"

"Yeah, my dad's side of the family is spanish, my mother's is German, I can't speak any of that though-wait you looked in my file?"

"Just a peek," Johanna insisted as she turned off the light and got farther under the covers, "While you were taking your test, Haymitch and I watched, I peeked through your file."

Katniss wants to ask why, but she figured it was probably about offering Katniss the job on the case, so she didn't ask anything more as Johanna moves so she's on her side facing Katniss.

"Night,"

"Good night,"

_FORGED WEDDING_

Katniss feels warmth as she shifts slightly with the soft sounds of the alarm going off echoed through the room. Her head is resting on something that doesn't quite feel like her pillow and the smell of vanilla and sandalwood fills her nostrils as she sucks in a breath as sleep fades. When she opens her eyes she is face to face with a sleeping Johanna. Katniss blinks a few times before she is able to fully grasp that she was sleeping wrapped in Johanna's embrace. The older girl looked so young, almost childish with bangs messily in her face and arm extended underneath Katniss's head while another arm draped over Katniss's torso. With a slight shift she could feel Johanna's leg shift from it's position over her knees.

"Hey," Katniss softly reached over to shake Johanna's shoulder as she raised her head from resting on the older woman's arm. Johanna stirred lightly and tucked until she was on her stomach and facing away from Katniss. She turned back as the alarm clock got louder and louder with each unanswered ring.

Katniss rolled her eyes and got out of bed, walking around the bed to turn off the alarm. "Come on, I'll make coffee, or tea, or whatever you drink and try to see what the boys left us for breakfast."

"Coffee?" Johanna repeated as dark brown eyes opened slightly, Katniss chuckled as she pulled the covers away from Johanna's figure,

"Yes, coffee, now get up. You have to go to work remember?" Katniss shook her one more time for good measure, getting an annoyed look before she left the room and patted down the staircase. The cool autumn winds pulled and teased at the tree branches outside the kitchen windows, stray leaves of red or yellow flew off the weakened branches and danced with the wind.

Soon the smell of coffee flooded the kitchen as Katniss toyed with the high model coffee maker until she got it working. Inspecting the contents of the kitchen, there was very minimal there, milk and eggs in the fridge, some basic seasonings in the cabinet, bag of bagels in the pantry with a loaf of wheat bread.

"Is the coffee done yet?" Katniss jumped slightly at the voice and turned to see Johanna dressed for work in black dress paints with a white button-up blouse under a black cardigan. Black dress shoes clicked on the dark hardwood and a impressive looking camera case slung over her shoulder.

"Yeah," Katniss rummaged through the upper cabinets until she found the coffee mugs. Johanna took one of the mugs from her and filled it with coffee before setting it on the island to retrieve the milk from the fridge. "I think I should go to the store to get some stuff, is that OK?"

"You going to be OK going by yourself?" Johanna's brows knit together in thought, "Remember outside this house you have a cover to keep."

"I know," Katniss replied quickly, "I can't keep cooped up in this house. Besides, I can handle a quick grocery shopping trip with no problem. You don't have to worry about me."

"I'm not worried," Johanna's voice takes a slightly higher key then normal, and for the first time Katniss can see a slight blush across her face for a moment before it's gone. "Just...be careful kid, keep your Glock in your purse and remember to lock up when you leave."

"I'll be fine," Katniss insists with a roll of her eyes as Johanna finishes the rest of her coffee, "It would help if I knew what you liked to eat."

"You're such a good wife." Johanna teased slightly, "It doesn't matter, whatever's fine. I don't eat meat, other then that whatever."

"You don't eat meat?" Katniss repeated looking over Johanna, she didn't look like the type of person to be a vegetarian. Most of the girls Katniss knew that didn't eat meat were a lot scrawnier, not as athletic looking as Johanna. Soon the older girl placed her mug in the sink.

"I'm going to work,"

"Don't you want to eat something first?"

"No time,"

"At least take a bagel for the road," Katniss insists as she offers Johanna one from the bag, she places it in a snack bag before handing it off to the older girl. "You'll get sick if you don't eat right. Besides your grumpy enough without skipping breakfast."

"Alright, alright," Johanna sighs as she takes the offered food and goes through her pocket to find her car key. Well, not really her car, the car they were using for the cover. Which was a very nice looking black Lexus.

"You don't have a keyring?" Katniss asks as she notices the loose keys.

"No, it broke," Johanna stated with a shrug, "It was a cheap thing I picked up a while back, I can never remember to replace the damn thing."

"Until you reach for your keys."

"Whatever," Another shrug before a smirk came to the older girl's face, "No good-bye kiss?"

"I'll see you at five?" Katniss asked as Johanna laughed lightly,

"You're getting less fun to tease, I'll have to try harder." Johanna hummed as she walked towards the door, "Remember to lock up."

"Don't worry,"

"I'm not worried."

Stubborn Katniss thought to herself as she walked to the door with Johanna to see her off, she stood in the doorway until the black car disappeared down the street.

_FORGED WEDDING_

Katniss spent the majority of the morning figuring out where everything was in the kitchen and learning how to use the high tech dishwasher and other appliances after a few solid minutes of cursing about how dishwashers couldn't possibly be this difficult to use. She turned on the news and glanced over the headlines and listened to the man while she finished her coffee and wrote out a list of things that needed to be bought at the grocery store. She even shot a text to Finnick asking him what Johanna liked to eat since she wasn't sure what vegetarians usually ate.

Honestly, she'll eat anything that wasn't alive beforehand, Oh she's not against milk products and eggs. Annie makes a cream of vegetable soup that she loves if that helps. I'll tell her to get the recipe for you if you want it.

Katniss thought for a moment before responding to Finnick's text, part of being a wife was making dinner, so she supposed if it was easy enough and Johanna liked it then she was doing her job.

That would be great She text back and set her phone down to get dressed, before she made it to the stairs her phone vibrated on the counter.

I'll drop if off with your mail this afternoon.

Katniss looked over at the clock, it flashed green numbers: 11:30, she still had time before Finnick dropped off the mail. She sighed and decided to head upstairs and unpack the clothes that were left in boxes the night before. She didn't bring too much since she wasn't really moving in with Johanna, but she had brought what would cover different situations that would require different dress. Two formal outfits, a week's worth of jeans, a few pairs of sweatpants, t-shirts and sweatshirts, one or two nicer shirts that her mother had bought her for work and her hunting boots with a worn pair of sneakers.

Her clothes didn't even take up a quarter of the large walk-in off the master bedroom, judging by the two boxes that sat on Johanna's side of the room they together wouldn't fill the very large walk-in. Johanna had unpacked a few books and had them sitting on the bedside table, a fake wedding picture sat next to them.

Katniss padded over and looked at the picture, a fake life built around the happy Katherine Deans and Hannah Madison. Katniss shook off the strange feeling in her stomach and collected Johanna's nightshirt and shorts from the night before. She smiled at the familiar scent of vanilla and sandalwood as she carried them over to the hamper.

_FORGED WEDDING_

Were supermarkets supposed to be this...super large? Katniss wondered as she wondered mindlessly through the large aisles searching for the things on her list. She copied the ingredients from Annie's cream of vegetable soup recipe onto her list to ensure she got all of the things she needed for dinner that night.

"Carrots," Katniss murmured to herself as she walked through the produce section to pick up the vegetables, she picked up two nice sized carrots and placed them into the provided clear plastic bag before tossing them into the cart, "Potatoes, broccoli,"

Katniss pushed the cart absentmindedly before she heard the clack of two carts hitting each other.

"Oh, sorry,"

"It's fine, I wasn't watching either," The older woman replied as she looked at Katniss with newfound realization, "Your that girl that moved in yesterday with your wife. My husband and I saw the truck, we live two houses down."

The woman had darker skin and midnight black hair that was long and wavy, dark eyes and a grin that reminded Katniss of a shark.

"It's nice to meet you," Katniss started as she held out her hand, "I'm Katherine"

"Enobaria," The older woman replied as she shook her hand. "Welcome to the neighborhood."

"Thank you,"

"It's a very lovely area, a nice place to settle down, raise a family. But the nightlife is still good. There's a neighborhood party going on next weekend. My husband and I are hosting it this year, you and your wife-"

Katniss waited but realized that Enobaria was waiting for Katniss to tell her a name,

"Hannah"

"Hannah, you and Hannah should come. Great food, all the neighbors will be there. You should come introduce yourselves."

"That sounds nice, I'll have to tell Hannah about it." Katniss shifted as the woman flashed her a shark-like smile.

"Wonderful, well, I should be off, my husband'll be home soon and I want to get dinner ready before then."

"It was nice meeting you." Katniss offered in a friendly tone. The older woman went her own way and Katniss let out a slight breath before gathering the rest of her groceries and heading for the registers.

_FORGED_WEDDING_

Katniss notices the black Lexus in the garage when she gets home, she didn't realize how long she had taken before she sees Johanna walk through the door.

"I was going to go looking for you," Johanna states as she walks over when Katniss turns off the Mercedes she was given to drive for the case,

"Sorry, it took longer then I thought. Wanna help me carry these in?"

"Do I want to? No" Katniss shoves the girl slightly and Johanna grins, "But I guess I have to."

The bags go from the car to the island while Johanna goes through and places things where they belong.

"I'll start dinner if you finish putting away the groceries." Katniss offers and she pulls out a soup pot and saucepan.

"What's for dinner?"

"Annie gave me her cream of vegetable soup recipe, and I got bread to go with it." Katniss fishes the vegetables from the bags and cleans them off at the sink before hunting down a cutting board to chop the vegetables. "Could you put together the salad when you're done?

"Sure, Why did you ask Annie for a recipe?" Johanna asks as she places the plastic bags within each other, leaving the lettuce and some other fixings for salad out.

"I needed something to make for dinner, so I asked Finnick what he recommended, he told me you liked it."

"You didn't have to." Katniss turns to the older girl, she was facing away from her but her ears were slightly red.

"I know," Katniss responded watching at the pink faded back to a normal color before continuing, "But I wanted to, and I really had nothing else to do."

Johanna doesn't say much else, they continue to prep dinner in silence.

LIVE TRIGGER

Ask Johanna about work

Tell Johanna about Enobaria's party

Finish cooking in silence

END NOTES

So I figured in this story Johanna would be Native American-Russian, since District 7 is north west and most immigrants that came to those states when Panem was America were from Russia, and the Native American tribes were moved there as people settled in the east. Also Johanna can speak French because part of 7 is kinda in Canada and they speak French there.

I'm not crazy but I wanted to make sure I had logical reasons for the backgrounds I choose for Jo and Kat.

Katniss is Hispanic-German, I thought that would make sense since District 12 is located more to the east and since she is portrayed as having slightly darker skin (I think in the books it hints at 12 being more hispanic.) and I added German because I think 12 covers some part of Pennsylvania, where I'm pretty sure mining is a was a legit industry and I know there are a lot of people with German decent. Plus the aryan thing kinda spoke to the blonde haired-blue eyed 12 people.