A/N: I really can't fit Mags into the storyline...so I think I'm just going to talk about Finnick,Johanna,Beetee and Wiress. They can all tie in in some way or another,I think. So it's going to be Johanna instead from the beginning. Does that make sense? Anyway,here we go...

Peeta and I had a restless night,me on the couch,Peeta on the chair next to me. We had good reason,we had to go back into the arena in the morning. We managed a few bites of food,and just as we got out the door,I caught Haymitch slip Cinna a sheet of my anti-nausea medicine. It was then that it crossed my mind that he might have a plan to get us out,but I dismissed the thought.

In the launch room later that morning,Cinna helped me into what seemed to me like a wetsuit. I tried moving as much as possible,but it still seemed snug. Looking down at my feet,and barely being able to see the tips of my shoes,I sighed. My stomach must look bigger than it really is,but probably as big as it feels. Getting away from the Cornucopia and the other tributes is going to be hell.

"You think you need this?" Cinna's voice broke through my thoughts,in his hand,the sheet of medicine Haymitch had slipped him.

"I feel fine now...but probably a good idea just in case."

The time until 10 am seemed to crawl by. I tried imaging how Peeta must feel right now,probably pacing across the floor like the expectant father he is,worrying about me. But slowly,the time crept close enough to 10 for me to get ready on the launch pad.

"Good luck,Katniss." Was the last thing I heard before I was lifted up into the arena. Water. Everywhere. I spotted Peeta a few tributes away,looking exceptionally worried. I locked eyes with him until the last 5 seconds.

The gong sounded and I dived into the water,deciding to let Peeta try and grab something of use,and paddled farther away from the Cornucopia. He eventually caught up,along with the man from District 4,Finnick,and the woman from 7,Johanna I think her name is. We swam until we came to a marshy bank and made formal introductions.

"So,Allies?" Peeta asked,while,for some reason,dusting himself off.

"Guess so..." Johanna grumbled,it was becoming fairly obvious she thought partnering up with Peeta and I was a stupid idea,but I guess she thought Finnick was a good idea,and was sticking around not killing us because of him.

"First things first,lets get a lay of the land,here. Then, I say we head for that beach other there." Finnick explained,pointing over to a stretch of beach with a forest right next to it.

This,to me,was odd. No beach just abruptly stops where a forest starts. But it seemed like Finnick knew what he was talking about,so I decided to just keep my big mouth shut and just let him be in charge. Peeta,unfortunately, decided that he knew better,and decided to take the lead,soon walking himself straight into an invisible wall and knocking himself unconscious.

"Peeta!" I shrieked,and Finnick jumped in,flying on top of him and...kissing...him? After a few seconds,Peeta started to move again.

"What-the? Finnick,get offa me!" He yelled,pushing Finnick off him and running back to me.

"He just saved your life,you moron. You're the one that ran into a force field!" Johanna snapped. Peeta looked back utterly confused. Johanna sighed.

"This nut is you." She said,picking up a strange nut off the ground and throwing it as far as possible. The nut bounced back,slightly charred.

"Oh..." Peeta whispered. "Lets go..."

We must have walked for hours before finally stopping to make camp. Unfortunately,the anti-nausea medicine I had taken this morning has long worn off. We decided to make camp on the beach,luckily,and while Finnick and Johanna were going through our supplies,Peeta and I were by the water,him holding him hair back while I puked my guts out again.

And so the games have begun.