Clove's POV

"You kill her?" The boy asks, while slamming my head into the Cornucopia.

"No! No I-. Cato! Cato!" I see him lift the rock. I see Cato running to my assistance, but it's too late. Eleven brings the rock down on my head. I feel super dizzy and fall to the floor.

Cato's POV

I'm pissed. Not only at myself, but at Thresh. That's his name I think. I'm so full with rage I throw my one and only knife. I am a horrible knife thrower. I look like crap throwing it but some how I hit Thresh's right shoulder, which causes him to drop the rock. He screams out in pain."Touch her and I make sure you die painfully." I'm such an idiot that I just stand still. I'm in to much shock. Thresh turn's and runs, with only his bag. As I watch him run off, I run to Clove's side."Clove!" I feel the tears. Pretty soon they rush down my cheeks."Clove. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me. Stay!" I pick her up and hold her. She is silent and motionless. She's gone I think to myself. I lost her.

"Cato?" I hear a whisper.

"Clove?" I want to shake her.

"Get her." Clove points with her right hand,which still has the knife clenched in it, at Twelve.

I quickly grab her realizing she is in to much shock to move.I put her hands behind her back and moved her in front of Clove. I put her on her knees and kicked the back of her head."Kill her Clove!"

Twelve lifts her head. Clove stumbles to her feet. I can tell she is dizzy. She can barely stand on her own two feet. She throws and I hear the cannon. The knife hit her right in the heart. I grab Twelve's bow and arrows, thinking Clove can shoot, and run to Clove. I pick Clove up and sling her over my shoulder. I bring her back to the bushes where we were hiding before the Feast began.

"Thanks Cato." She let's out as I put her softly down."I'm ok."

"Drink." I pull her mouth open and force water down her throat.

"I said I'm fine, Cato.I'm just a bit dizzy."

"How many finger's am I holding up?" I check her pulse and her lungs. I'm scaredto look at her head.

"Two."

"Ok good. I thought I lost you Clove."

"Thank you for saving me Cato."

"No need to thank me."

"Did you throw your knife?"

"Yes. I meant to throw my spear. I can't throw knives. I was just so pissed it was the first thing I touched so I threw it."

"Why did you save me Cato?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"I don't know. I never really believed that you loved me. I thought this was all a strategy."

"Then what was the other night all about?"

"Cato, I don't know everything. I just thought this was an act. You know, for the cameras, I thought Colin told you to do this."

"I'm not an actor, Clove. I'm just Cato."

"So, you really love me?"

"Yes. I really love you. Now go to sleep."