Just a little thing before you read. In this fic Beetee will be about 24/26 years-old. Carry on.

After returning to my room I don't remember much, not even falling asleep. I remember Cato leaving the room and that was it. Horrible nightmares plagued me again. My family, Peeta, Alma.

I distinctly remember the feeling of being held, something that hasn't happened in a very long time but I push it away thinking it is merely my mind playing tricks on me, that the loneliness is finally getting to me but I brush it all off merely thinking that today I'll meet Clove again and I'll help someone. Help someone survive.

It is just after 10a.m. which means that the recruits will be finished with their morning lessons in half an hour then having two hours to do as they please before being required for lunch.

I get up, stretch a bit and look at my roomie that still seems to be asleep.

I tap on the glass twice and he is instantly awake.

"What's wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong, just wondering if you could open this up for me to take a bath and get ready for the day."

"It's still early."

"It's 10a.m. it's not that early." He looks as if he wants to argue but apparently gives up. There are circles under his eyes that weren't there the night before. Maybe he didn't sleep much.

"Fine."

He gets up to open the door, dragging his feet a bit.

"Good morning." I say as I walk past him giving him a slight smile.

"Good morning. Are you in a good mood?" He's assessing me weirdly by now as if I've gone insane just by saying good morning.

"It's the most rest I've had in ages. I remember having nightmares then in the middle of the night, peace. No nightmares, no anything. Just a blank slate." And it is true what I'm telling him, this is the most rest I've had in years. Not even Peeta could stop the nightmares but I guess it must have been all those years of not really sleeping that caused me to sleep for nearly ten hours straight.

"Do you get them a lot? The nightmares I mean."

"Every night. That's why I sleep in one hour timetables, for me it's a blessing if I get to sleep two hours straight without having to wake up."

He looks shocked at my slight confession and honestly so am I, so much that I practically run into the bathroom.

After having taken my shower and gotten dressed I walk out of the bathroom to see Cato sitting in his bed looking at a tablet that I'm pretty sure he didn't have before.

"What have you got there roomie?"

"Roomie? Seriously?" He peels his eyes away from the tablet to look at me smirking.

"Yup. Now what's up with the gizmo?"

"It's a tablet you know. I believe you've seen one before."

"Of course I have but I hadn't seen it before on you. Is it new?"

"Yes." His eyes go back to the gizmo.

"Snow gave it to you?"

"Yes."

"Is it about me?"

"Don't you know? Everything is these days."

"Ha ha goon, aren't you funny." I deadpan while moving around the room.

"Here, catch."

I turn around just in time to catch the apple that was coming straight for my face.

"What the hell?"

"I believe it's called breakfast." That stupid smirk is still on his face but I have to say it looks good on him, better that those stone faced looks he usually wears.

Right now, me and him, relaxed, simply talking is nice. I think I'm more relaxed with him than I've been with other people, supposed friends, which is absurd considering I should feel trapped being in the same room with the one that is keeping me from leaving this horrible place, but no, I feel relaxed. I'm pathetic, am I really that desperate for human interaction? Apparently so.

"Are you ready to go?"

"Go where?"

"Train Clove."

"Now?"

"Yes, she is probably getting off her morning classes now."

"I'm ready let's go. Do you even know where she is?"

"Of course."

I lead us through a bunch of corridors finally reaching the computer lab where all recruits have left except for one. Clove.

"I knew it." I whisper quietly to Cato.

"How?"

"She's trying to be better remember?"

"Yo, Clover!" I yell to make sure she realizes I'm here but another voice speaks up instead of hers.

"Katniss?"

"Nerd?"

"It's still Beetee ya'know."

"Nerd suits you better."

"Sure thing kitty."

"Jerk. Nerd is way better than kitty!"

He's coming closer to me.

"I've missed you kitty."

"Aw, I've missed you too nerd. Gimme a huggle."

He greedily accepts my offer and gives me a giant bear hug.

"Huggle? Really?"

"Now don't play cool on me now nerd just because there are people watching."

"Right" He steps out of the hug and turns to both me, Cato and Clove the last two looking like they've seen an alien "What are you doing here?"

"Came back to get my recruit."

"That one?"

"Yes. Why?"

"She sucks at computer science she has to do some overtime."

"C'mon nerd! Don't be that way!"

"She has to or she won't get it right."

"Maybe you just teach wrong."

"I taught you didn't I?"

"Well I'm an excellent student and have done some hacking before so it wasn't all that impressive. Stop taking all the credit. I'll help her."

"Clover get over here."

"It's Clove."

"I like Clover. Now sit down and bring up the chat box."

She does as she is told and brings up a chat box. "Do you know how to encrypt one?"

"Sort of?"

"Well don't worry. I'm here to help anyway right?"

That was half an hour spent teaching her how to encrypt a chat box and how to hack small companies to put her up to speed on the other recruits, maybe a little more advanced to give her an edge.

"So let's go to the training rooms. Bye nerd! Visit me!" I start walking a bit briskly wanting to get to the training rooms, computer science is a necessary skill but fighting and knowing how to deal with the enemy is much more important.

"Won't they be full?"

"Oh my dear Clover, I have a training room of my own. Remember I'm a deranged traitor."

"Oh." Her face kind of falls at that and I can't help but laugh.

"Calm down kid! It's a joke, a sick one but a joke nonetheless. Though I do get a training room when the recruits are still training."

I keep walking till we get to the training room. It's not nearly as fancy as the one the recruits use but it's decent with some mats lying around, targets and tons of weapons it'll do just fine.

"Tada. There it is. Every time you're not having a class, sleeping or eating you'll be here on in the other one training ok?"

"That is a lot of time."

"I know. Wanna life gotta commit."

"Okay so where should we start."

"I think knives. You?"

"Knives are cool with me."

We go over to the weapon rack and both take a couple of knives. I keep them in the waistband of my pants while Clove keeps holding her own in her hand. Cato is standing right beside us, seemingly deciding whether or not it's safe to have me handling knives, or weapons, at all.

"Okay, the basics. Throw a knife at that target."

She does so and just like last time she fails miserably.

"God, enough, that wall did nothing to you. Your throwing stance is all wrong no wonder you keep stabbing the poor wall. Here look."

I throw one of my knives and it hits the center perfectly then turn to Clove again.

"See. Now I want you to try to imitate my posture as much as possible and then throw the knife, I'll be perfecting your movements but let's see how you do."

"Okay."

She gets into a similar stance as my own and throws the knife. It sticks to the outer rings but it's still pretty good for someone who was hitting the wall five minutes ago.

"Great. See that if you correct your stance you throw better."

I kept correcting her until she could hit a bullseye on her own and after that is like she has been handling a knife for years hitting the bullseye in every target.

"Wow Clover! That's awesome. You're getting real good at knives, think you can do something else like close quarters combat?"

"Uhm, I don't really know about that Katniss I'm not very strong."

"That's something you don't have to worry about. You don't have to be buff" At that I kind of cup Cato's bicep "to hit someone where it hurts." I slap his back and walk over to the training mats waiting for them both to join me.

"Clove have you ever fought someone?"

"Yeah couple of people. Drug addicts mostly and the occasional high school bitch."

"Ok. Come at me."

"What?"

"Come at me. Try to take me down. You can hit me all you want, do as if you were fighting someone else. Oh and don't worry about bruising, I'll only hit were in can be covered."

"I'm not so sure Katniss, I'm not really comfortable-"

"Okay. Cato, you think you can spar with me?"

"You sure?"

"Of course. Clover has to see how it's done."

He steps on the mat as Clove gets off and squares his shoulders.

"Ready?"

"Ready."

He comes at me and I easily dodge his attack punching him in the ribs, he grunts but shows no other signs of discomfort turning around to face me again. We spar for a couple more minutes forgetting Clove completely and when I am thinking I can take him down he fakes a left and catches my arm as I was trying to avoid him, turning me around and landing us both on the mat him standing directly on top of me.

I can feel his warm breath on my face and I can't take my eyes off his own pale blue ones that are looking directly into my own- I never noticed he had such beautiful eyes until now- when we hear a cough coming from besides us.

Cato quickly gets off me and dusts himself off, then offering his hand to me, which I take.

"So, Clover, that is how you spar someone."

"Pretty sure I'm not going to have all that sexual tension with whoever I spar with." She grumbles quietly under her breath yet I still hear her and can't help but flush hoping Cato didn't hear.

"Okay, it's your turn now."

Me and Clove spar for a little while and even though she isn't quite there yet she will be. A couple more hours and she'll be good enough to take someone down. We say our goodbyes and we part for now. There is still the graveyard shift, I'll work with her a little more then.

Cato and I make our way to our bedroom but make a slight detour to get some food for ourselves seeing that I can't come near many recruits and the cafeteria is full of them.

As we get to our room Cato locks me up in my cage and goes to sit in his own bed as I do the same, we are eating quietly until I look up to see him looking at me. He looks away and gets his tablet fiddling with it for a bit, which reminds me that he never actually said what it was for, just that Snow had given it to him and that it was about me.

That leaves an uneasy feeling in my stomach because I know that whatever it is, it surely isn't good for me if Snow's behind it.

A/N: Sorry for the waiting but I hope you like the chappie! Read and Review lovelies :)