Guys I am so sorry for not updating in so long but my apologies will be at the end of the chapter as long with answers and thank you notes.

Little heads up, the middle/ending of the chapter will be a bit dark but nothing I believe you can't handle just a little heads up. Carry on my wayward children.

We're going back to the hotel after we gave the food and money to the people, and yes I said we because I practically forced Cato to interact with them and help me hand out the things and the weird thing was that he didn't make and comments nor was he mean and judgmental like I know a lot of people can be. He wore a small smile every time someone thanked him or talked to him. Deep down he's a good person. I knew it.

Though he has been looking at me weird and it's creeping me out.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"I don't know, like that."

"Well that's helpful." He snorted and looked at me from the corner of his eye.

"Did you just snort at me?" I'm not going to lie, I'm laughing. Quietly but still.

"Look there is Templesmith. You better be ready to act Firegirl."

I grab his hand and lean in closer to his ear.

"Always."

He squeezes my hand a little tighter and I can see goose bumps forming and I gotta say, I feel pretty proud of myself right now.

I giggle and can see from the corner of my eye Templesmith and the other guy he was talking to look at us so while we're waiting for the elevator door to close I do something that practically seals the deal.

I kiss Cato.

He's taller than me so I have to pull on his neck and reach up to capture his lips and when I do I keep my eyes open for a second to gauge his reaction, at first his eyes widen in shock but then they flutter closed and he's putting one of his hands on my cheek while the other moves to my back pushing me closer.

Somewhere along the way I must have closed my eyes too but I can't be bothered with that because all I can think about is Cato's lips on my own and how gentle and slow he's begin with the kiss. His lips are soft and are applying the perfect amount of pressure on my own and I'm so lost in the kiss that I barely notice my arms resting on his shoulders while one my hands is pulling at the hairs on the back of his neck making him moan into my mouth, something that makes me smile a bit.

We both let go of each other when we hear the elevator ding and we're both breathless. I can't believe that kiss lasted fifteen floors.

After we get to our room I go straight for the bed and throw myself on top of the covers.

"That sure got him to notice us uh?"

Cato's still turning on the device to see if there are any new electronic devices in the room like cameras, bugs, full on espionage stuff.

"All clear, no listening or recording devices and yeah he noticed us." He has that smirk on his face again and it's unfair how handsome he looks with it.

"Nice kiss by the way, you surely know your way with the ladies, enough to make it look real at least."

Is it me or is he blushing? No way. Cato doesn't blush. Probably the lack of air from our kiss. I can't help myself but chuckle a bit.

"Yeah you too."

"So what now?"

"Tell me something you want."

We were lying in bed after an afternoon of planning the mission or basically Cato just going over things again making sure everything is well planned.

I know he's not asleep and I'm having difficulty falling asleep myself. He opens his eyes and turns his head to look at me before fixing himself on the bed leaning against the headboard.

"What?"

"Tell me something you want."

"Why?"

"Because I want to know."

"Fine but if I do it you have to say something too."

"Fine.

"Okay then. A house."

"A house?"

"Yeah, a house. I want a house in the middle of nowhere where no one can bother me."

"Wow, that's actually a nice, normal thing to want."

"Surprised?"

"Well yeah."

"It's your turn."

"I just want to be normal."

"Normal?"

"Yeah."

"Normal how?"

"I wanna be happy. Normal. I wanna learn what it's like to wake up in the morning and not feel sad."

"Oh."

"I have a question for you and I wish you could answer it truthfully."

"What is it?"

"At what point in my life does Division had intel on me?"

"Not much for your childhood or your life after that. What they have of you practically starts when you got arrested."

"Do they know anything before that? I know Alma knows about my family."

"That's all there is. They died in a fire and then there's nothing else until the moment you get arrested, it's like you just vanished."

"Good."

"What did happen?"

"Cato I-"

"I won't tell them, any of them. I swear on my life. Just tell me. Please."

He actually sounds sincere and for the life of me I don't know why I believe him but before I can think anything of it I can hear myself talking.

"You know how it started right?"

"I do but I'd like to hear it from you."

I take a deep breath and start talking.

"I was eight it was just like any other day, my family and I had been strolling through a meadow near my house and it was almost dinner time and I wanted to invite my best friend if he wanted to have dinner with us. I went to his house and we got caught up for awhile until I noticed that we were already late. I remember wondering how weird it was that my mother didn't call to warn us or anything but when we went further down the street I could see this huge fire so I just started running. I ran until I couldn't breathe and when I got there I tried screaming for them but only my dad answered telling me to not go in, saying that they loved me and how I have to live, for him."

Tears were streaming down my cheeks but I barely notice.

"I still tried to go in. it took a fireman and my best friend to keep me out of the house."

Cato's large hand was wiping my tears away in an uncharacteristically gentle move.

"Hey, you can stop if you want, I won't force you to do anything you don't want."

"I started it, might as well finish it.

I stayed with my best friend's family for a year but it became too much for them to handle seeing has there was only his mother and four kids, five with me included, and she couldn't pay the bills let alone feed us. Someone called child services on me and I was brought in for an orphanage where I stayed for six years before running away."

"How old were you?"

"Nine when I got there, fifteen when I ran away."

"Why'd you run?"

"I was hoping you wouldn't ask that. The last foster parents I had they were different, I'd been with abusive foster parents before but not like this. The others would beat me, insult me but I could deal with that but these, they were much worse.

They had two other foster girls living with them, both of them younger than me, one was twelve while the other was only nine and for awhile I didn't realize what was going on in that house.

As far as I knew they were just like the usual foster parents but one night I noticed that something was different, I could hear crying coming from the basement and when I went downstairs my foster mother, Constance, was closing the basement door whispering obscenities to herself.

That was the night that everything changed.

I waited until she went to her bedroom to go to the basement and when I opened the door there he was, raping her, that little girl, while she bawled her eyes out. I lunged at him. I wasn't even thinking about myself, I was thinking about the little girl underneath him begging him to stop.

I got him off her but when I tried to pick her up to get out of there the door slammed shut. It was Constance with a drink in her hand waving her head at me. I could still hear her words 'You stupid little bitch. You're gonna pay for what you did'.

Next thing I know I'm being grabbed by Lawrence, my foster father, and pushed to the ground while he was trying to rip my pants off. I punched him and just ran for a closet where I locked myself in till the next day."

Cato's hand was in my own as a sort of comfort and I was absentmindedly playing with his fingers while I told what happened next.

"The next day I heard them go to work and all I could think of was how angry I was. I was furious but it wasn't a 'I want to punch things'furious, it was the kind that made things clearer somehow. Right there I hatched a plan. I knew Constance had a gun on her nightstand so I got it, got some money for gasoline, and got a couple of matches then left."

I stop playing with his fingers and turn to him, looking him in the eye, showing how serious I was.

I take a deep breath.

"That was the day I set my foster father on fire and also shot and killed my foster mother."

A/N: Hey guys, here are my apologies. Sorry for the wait, I was on a camping trip with my sister for two weeks where I had no access to anything computery. Sorry.

I honestly am feeling terrible right now for not updating in so long so as a lil' gift there was Catoniss kissage and a dark story of Katniss' past. Let's face it people, her life wasn't all sunshine and daisies for her to end up being picked by Division.

More will come of her backstory and I hoped you liked this chapter :)

I want to thank my lovely, amazetastic reviweres Lux'.'Nox.512, HeyoMyFellowReaders101, mum2shane and KatnissEaton!

I am so glad you are enjoying it and hope you you keep on enjoying and reviewing :)

Lux'.'Nox.512- I volunteered to collect food and necessities for the homeless and those in third world countries and also for my resumay I was at a gathering helping people find their destination and giving directions.

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