Hey y'all, I did get the final review this morning so I wanted to get this up as soon as I can. So read along!

Katniss's POV

I blink and look again. There isn't a P.S., it must be my imagination. I decide to go sit by Wiress, who's dunking her coil of wire in the water, mumbling to herself.

"Hi, Wiress," I say, plunking down on the sand next to her.

"Tick-tock!" replies Wiress, looking at me urgently.

"Yeah, yeah, tick-tock," I reply patiently. She seems satisfied and goes back to her wire, singing some little song about a mouse running up a clock. It must be for kids, but Wiress seems happy so I am too.

As for me, I just sit there, thinking about Peeta and staring off in a glazed sort of way.

Haymitch's POV

I take another sip of my bottle, watching the TV screen with Myla and Christopher, the District 4 mentors. As we sit watching our tributes pretty much do nothing, someone comes up behind us. I turn quickly, "Who's there?"

"Just us," a mild voice answers. I turn and see three people there, it's Lilac, Johanna's mentor and Marie and Jamie, Beetee and Wiress's mentors.

"We thought that since your tributes seem to have joined ours, we ought to come sit by you too," says Jamie.

I shrug and take another swig of liqor. "Sure, whatever," I mumble into the bottle, then my head snaps up. "Wait, when did they become allies?"

"Was your head in the bottle when that happened, Haymitch?" Christopher asks good-naturedly.

"Shut it, you," I reply but shake my head and smile. Myla flicks her remote up and cuts to the part where they become allies.

"So we're allies?" Johanna asks Finnick, Katniss and Mags. "Me and Nuts and Volts?" Finnick nods, Mags looks at them bemused and Katniss says, "Yes."

"Good," replies Johanna in a matter-of-fact way, "Haymitch told me I had to bring them-" she points to Wiress and Beetee- "to you if I was going to be allies with you."

"Curse that Johanna," I say as I sigh and lean back in my chair. Lilac laughs softly.

"Haymitch—" says Marie, "Haymitch, you know," she pauses awkwardly, "well, the thing is, we saw they received the 24 rolls, you want to send more?"

Apparently they told the mentors too. Only Finnick, Mags (not like she'd tell anyone or care), Seeder, Chaff, Johanna and Beetee know about it in the arena, we decided it was too risky to tell Peeta and Katniss. Only God knows what she'd do, use it to get the Head Gamemaker blown up killed again and goodness knows we don't need that.

"Yeah, yeah," I say, "you guys know how many to send?"

Myla pulls a slip of paper from her pocket and glances at it, "24 More I think."

"Alright," I say, "who shall we send it to?"

Marie nudges Jamie, "Since Beetee and Wiress, well, you know, they're great people but we probably shouldn't send it to them…" Marie eggs him on with nods.

"Johanna would just take them all," says Lilac with a bark-like laugh. I grin weakly.

"Let's send it to Katniss." Says Myla.

"And District 12 bread," adds Christopher.

I shrug again. "Okay." I type on my tablet authorizing a gift of 24 District Twelve rolls to be sent to Katniss Everdeen. I hit send, "There's 24 rolls on their way to Katniss."

"Perfect!" says Marie. Then we all continue to watch the large televisions with our tributes on them.

Peeta's POV

The angels weave in and out of my dreams. In it, there's a big angel who looks exactly like Katniss. She leans forward and traces the scars on my hand. Then she turns into President Snow, who says, "We all know what you did, Peeta, aren't you gonna save Katniss?" Then he explodes into a million butterflies who fly around bleating like sheep.

I jerk my eyes open. As soon as I shake the sleep from my eyes and the pain from my side (it's not fun sleeping on a cold jail cell floor with a whipped back), the redheaded Avox girl enters.

"Hello," I say, my voice is rusty like it hasn't been used in a while. It probably hasn't. "How long have I been out?" I ask the girl.

She holds up three fingers. "Three hours?" She shakes her head. "Three days?" She nods. "Whoa," I say. She places a small tray with water, and clear broth and crackers. In a small bowl there lies four pills. Oh, and a spoon.

"I have to eat this?" She nods. "All of it?" She nods. "Even the pills?" Another nod.

I'm halfway thorugh the broth and crakers when I think of something. "Um…." I say, not sure what to call her. She turns and raises her eyebrows like Yes? "Whazzernum?" I blurt. "Oh, sorry, I mean, what's your name?"

She kneels down and writes in the grime. Quince.

"Oh," I say. That's an unusual name. "Why-"

She scratches some more. Flower. Then she points to her hair. My dad.

I nod, "So your dad named you Quince for your red hair, and Quince is a flower?"

She gives me a small smile and nods, points to my tray. I obediently eat the rest of my broth and swallow the pills.

Quince takes the tray back and as she pushes open the door, I say, "Bye…..Quince…."

Quince smiles at me and waves a pinkie before she walks outside and I hear the door clang shut and lock.

So then! Not much happened with Katniss, but Haymitch and Peeta have a lot going on, right? What did you think of the other mentors and Quince? Quince is a real flower, look it up! (And it's red too)!

I'll keep going with the three reviews-new chapter thing so that means AT LEAST 3 reviews before a new chapter. But remember, I love reviews, reviews keep me going with this story and they are love. So that means REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!

RANDOM QUESTION: What's your New Year's Resolution if you made one? Mine is to remember to turn socks right side out right after I take them off. I know, it sounds REALLY weird but I never remember to do it so we'll see if I can remember to do it or not! What about you?

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