I'm back with another chapter! Sorry it took so long. Life decided it would be a good idea to keep me really busy!

The lock on my door moves, and slowly it opens. I see who is outside of it—Peacekeepers. The man in front takes his helmet off.

And then I see a face I thought I would never see again.

"Hey, Peeta," says Gale.

"Gale…..but…..how?" I whisper. Somebody pinch me, I must be dreaming.

"Shhh," he says, "Quick, put these on." He tosses me a beat-up shirt and some pants. I quickly put them on.

Gale motions for me to come with him. I step out of my cell, wobbly because I haven't walked so long. Suddenly, I trip on my chain. An alarm goes off.

"Oh crap," Gale mutters quietly, putting his helmet back on. He digs for a set of keys and quickly undoes my chain, but the alarms keep wailing.

"Peeta, don't say anything." He whispers, soft as a morning breeze.

The rest of the Peacekeepers….are they really Peacekeepers? Flank me and march me off down the quiet, white hallway.

We're almost to the door where I came in but suddenly another man in white uniform stops us. I get on glance at him and I can tell he's a real Peacekeeper.

"Where are you taking the prisoner?" he demands.

In a weird, dark voice, Gale calmly replies, "We are moving him to a safer facility."

"Why did his alarms go off?"

"I don't know," Gale says, "the official in charge led me to believe that the alarms would be turned off."

"Where are you taking him, why now?"

"We are taking him to a safer facility," repeats Gale. "We are taking him now because the rebels are less likely to know we would move him in the dead of night."

"May I see your I.D.?" asks the Peacekeepers much more politely. We might have convinced him!

Gale hands it over.

The man's eyes go oddly blank. He pauses, then keels over backwards. He makes a loud thunk on the tile.

My group begins walking, Gale stoops to pick up the fake I.D.

We push open the door and I breathe a big breath of air. "Ahhhh," I say.

"We better go," Gale says to everyone, "they'll be suspicious now that I pulled that stunt. Everyone, quiet. It's a five-minute walk to the hovercraft." Some of the rebels pull guns or knives out of hidden sheaths. Gale yanks a gun and a bow. He hands the gun to me. "Just in case," he says.

Then we walk into the darkness.

Five minutes later, as Gale promised, we reach a small clearing with a silver hovercraft on it. The insignia reads, District 13. Gale types a string of numbers into the keypad and a ladder descends. We climb up one by one.

I collapse in a squashy blue chair. The last thing I see before I close my eyes is the sky-window, full of the night stars.

"Good thing he's not too badly hurt."

"Wonder what they did?"

"Lucky we got him when we did."

I blink my eyes open. I'm lying on my side in a crisp, clean hospital bed. Standing near me are three people: Mrs. Everdeen, Prim, and a doctor I don't know.

"He's awake!" cries Prim. She sits down by me. "How do you feel?"

I take a quick inventory. I feel an awful lot better than I did yesterday. "Hungry," I croak.

"We can fix that," says Mrs. Everdeen, bringing a bowl of hot soup, tomato, I think over to me. "Mmm," I say, "Smells delicious."

She smiles.

"Hello, Peeta," says the doctor. "I'm Dr. Montossa. But you can call me Dr. M for short. I was wondering if you could answer a few questions quickly, they'll help us make you better faster. Then you can ask us some, I'm sure you have a few."

Dr. M has red hair and dark brown glasses. He seems like a good man. "Sure," I say.

"Alright Peeta, so how long were you there?"

I think back to the marks on my wall. "Um, 15 days I think."

He makes a note on the clipboard. "Okay. Peeta, you have a lot of injuries, we know some are from the Games. But what happened while you were in jail?"

I swallow, my soup is threatening to make another appearance. "Um," I say feebly. "He whipped me. And sometimes he did other stuff. Like once I sat in a chair and he shocked me."

I look up. Mrs. Everdeen is staring at me with hard intensity. Prim has tears in her eyes.

"Uh, I think that will be enough for now," he says. "Do you have any questions?"

Of course I do! That's like asking me if I need to breathe. And since I'm not a vampire, of course I need to breathe.

"Yeah," I say, "Where's Katniss? Where am I? Has anything happened? Where's Quince? How'd I get here? What about Haymitch? And Gale?"

"Slow down," the doctor says. "In order, Katniss is still in the Games, but she'll be gone soon, You're in District 13, no, nothing big has happened, Quince is here as well, doing her jobs, you got here via hovercraft, Gale, Quince and some other rebels rescued you. Haymitch is in the Capitol, taking care of Katniss. And Gale is fine as well, he just has some minor injuries."

"What was with that I.D. Gale had?" I ask. "It made the Peacekeeper faint."

"The rebels put a gas into the fake I.D. that would be released to the person who opened it. The gas would knock them unconscious for a few hours," replies Mrs. Everdeen.

"Oh. Okay."

"Is there anything else you need?" she asks kindly.

"No."

"Alright Peeta, I think you need some more sleep. Come on, Prim."

The three walk out of my room and I fall asleep almost instantaneously.

The man walked in his garden. Another burst in, panting.

"The most important," he panted, "you should know," He handed the older man a letter.

Prisoner 3A2B has escaped. Rebels suspected. Victor 3A2C. Watch. '

The man read the letter in disbelief. He dropped it and strode into the adjoining room. "Import the Item now," he announced to the room at large and walked out.

I thought they could not escape. She will be punished.

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