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All I can say is, WOW. So thank you all SO, SO much, you don't know how happy I was to see three reviews and two favorites and four follows! You guys are awesome! So I figured you need another chapter as a reward, yes? I also added a little bit of Peeta's POV in the middle, many of you are curious as to what happened to him, so there you go.

Okay then, here is chapter 4!


Katniss's POV

A hand gently taps me on my shoulder. I fly around to see my attacker but relax when it's only Finnick.

Sea green eyes look into my Seam-coloured ones. "Are you alright, Katniss?" he asks worriedly.

I consider a "yes" but say instead, "No."

"I'm really sorry about Peeta, Katniss," he says, "I don't know what I'd do if Mags died."

He's not dead! I want to scream. But then I think of what they must be doing to him in the Capitol.

What is Peeta suffering through because of my stunt with the berries? What is he thinking? What is he doing? The very thought of it sends me into a fresh round of tears.

"I'm-I'm sorry, Finnick," I say.

"No, it's fine," he says.

"But your jumpsuit! It was ruined!" I cry.

"Eh, whatever," he replies casually. "It's ruined already. So's yours."

I look down at mine and realize it's true. Between sobbing all over it and the poisonous fog, it's nice it hasn't torn to shreds yet.

Peeta's POV

I look at Finnick, Mags and Katniss coming up the hill. "Come on!" I yell, crashing through the last of the jungle.

I fly into the forcefield and black out. Someone's pushing my chest. Katniss is screaming hysterically beside me.

I try to open my eyes, but I can't. Why can't I get up, hug her and tell her it's fine, that I'm alright? Why?

Katniss kisses me and whispers softly, "I love you, Peeta Mellark."

Then the pressure is gone and I hear the whip-whip of the hovercraft. A claw must be dipping down.

Oh, Panem, it's for me! But I'm not dead! Don't take me! I'm not dead, don't take me, don't leave Katniss alone!

But the claw snatches me up and I'm lifted into the hovercraft.

When I wake up, I'm lying in a filthy cell with ugly gray clothes on. I try to stand but I cannot. Oh, I'm chained to the wall, that's why. Hmm, what fun.

Snow must be enjoying this.

Snow.

That's why I'm here. Because he knows I am very close to Katniss.

Katniss.

What is she doing right now? Is she all right? She'll be protected, with Finnick, that's true. But how is she handling my "death"? How is my dad, and my brothers reacting? My mom won't care, obviously but the others…

I start to cry. I know it's not very manly or anything, but it seems like the only thing to do, besides, count the spiders hanging from all over the grimy little cell.

The door creaks open, and the redheaded Avox girl enters. "Hello," I say quietly. She nods and sets a small tray next to me.

It has a small glass of water, a roll, and some sort of casserole, it looks like the ones we saw sometimes in District 12.

"This is it?" I ask, surprised. She nods.

Oh, right. This is prison, or worse. I suppose I'll get used to it.

I've just barely finished the last bite of the casserole (for a prison dish, it's surprisingly good), when a man enters.

He's really tall, I'd guess maybe 6 ½ feet, has a short buzzed head and beard stubble. In his hand he has a whip.

"We're ready for you, Mr. Mellark," he says, ice in his voice.

Katniss's POV

We're sitting near the Cornucopia, with our weapons, eating. Finnick found more shellfish and Mags made herself useful making some bowls for our food and I tapped a tree to get us more water. We are also eating some more of those District 4 rolls they sent us this morning. It's another good meal.

We also got rid of our jumpsuits, they were getting gross anyways and now we're sitting here in the layer underneath the jumpsuit, which is some sort of green suit. Whatever it is, it's better than those jumpsuits. We kept the belts, though, just in case.

Even though we've had an ok day, we're very quiet. All lost in our thoughts, I guess. I stare off into the jungle. Suddenly, a huge lightning bolt crashes into the tall tree at the edge of the jungle.

"Finnick!"

He turns just in time to see the lightning bolt hit the tree and disappear.

We look at eachother, confused. "What was it?" he asks.

I shrug. "Haven't got any idea."

"I wonder what caused that," he says to himself, "must be a Game-maker sort of thing."

I just shrug and go back to my shellfish and roll. I've cheered up a mite, and I'm really starving, so I eat a lot right now. Well, two okay reasons to eat. Hopefully Peeta's getting enough to eat.

"Aaagh, stop thinking about Peeta!"

Finnick turns, "What?"

Oh…..oops! I said that out loud. "Nothing," I say evasively, "just saying how good this roll is!"I give him a winning smile and hold up my half-eaten roll.

He shrugs, satisfied by my explanation. "Okay." He turns back to the direction of the lightning bolt.

Mags tugs my sleeve. "Yeah?"

She points.

I squint in the direction of the point. I can just barely make out three figures in the sand. One seems to be carrying another, the other one trails behind. I instinctively grab my bow and load it.

A hand grabs the arrow. "Finnick!" I say, horrified. "They could be the Careers!"

"But they're not," he says casually, popping the last of his shellfish into his mouth. "Cause they're, them."

He heads down without his trident. I'm thinking, IDIOT!

"Hi," he says to the intruders loudly, loud enough for me to hear. "Come on and join us. We have plenty of food."

I clench my jaw and shake my head. But then he says something else that makes me trust the intruders as well.


TWO CLIFFHANGERS-HOORAY! One for Peeta's POV, one for Katniss's. Hopefully you liked it! Anyways, please continue to REVIEW, FAVORITE AND FOLLOW! :) Let's see if we can get 3 more reviews and 4 more favorites/follows!

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