I can just barely grasp what is happening. Everything is like a blur, I can't focus on anything. All I can hear is fighting and screams of pain. I try to make out the sound of Gale. I hear him fighting. I feel my back is on the ground but my clothes feel torn. What happened? Blackness washes over me. It stays for a long time. Then light takes it's place. I see Gale above me, grasping my hand. He looks at me with horror in his eyes.
"Katniss! Y-You hit the force field and-" "Get it...out n-now..." I whisper, cutting him off. He looks at me like I'm crazy. He doesn't know what I mean by that I think. I then point to my midsection.
"Get it out...now..." I repeat. His jaw drops open. He probably thinks I've gone insane.
"Y-You want the baby out now?" He gasps. I nod my head. I then feel a burning sensation start to flare in my stomach. I moan in agony and then realize that I have to get the baby out now.
"Get the baby out now!" I order, grasping my belly in agony. He gives me one look before taking off my pant legs. I yank his hand off.
"Not that way!" I say shocked before pointing to my belly, "This way!"
"Katniss, I'm not going to cut you open!" He says sternly.
"Well it's the best chance we got! We try giving birth and I'll certainly die!" I reply sharply. A tear rolls down his cheek.
"I-I don't want to lose you..." He whimpers, resting his head on my shoulders. I have the same fear he does, I really do. But we have to cut me open and get the baby out that way. I then think it over and realize that if the baby is dead, then it would be best to cut me open. I grab the dagger that is closest to me. I then place it in Gale's hand.
"I promise you won't lose me." I sooth, "Besides, if the baby is dead, then this is the only way." He then plants a kiss on my cheek before grabbing some cloth that we found days ago. The dagger then gets placed over my midsection where the baby might be located. He looks at me with fear in his eyes. "Gale, you need to listen to me now. No matter how much I beg for you to stop, don't stop." I say, "I love you, so much." Another tear runs down his cheek. I wipe it away with my hand. He then grits his teeth and places the dagger more close to my midsection to the point where the tip is touching my bare skin.
"Here goes nothing..." He murmurs, pressing the dagger into my skin. The tip of the metal tool cuts into my flesh. I curl my hands into fists as agony floods through my whole body. There's no turning back now. Gale then forces the dagger into my flesh. I whimper as the pain turns even worse. He then pulls the dagger down my flesh. I shriek in pain as the dagger cuts open my flesh. Now he has to act more quickly. He cuts into whatever is in the way of where the baby is. I wail in agony.
"MAKE IT STOP!" I beg, tears streaming down my cheeks. But Gale doesn't stop. He keeps on cutting until he reaches where the baby is. After some more cutting, blood pours from the incision made. I shriek in agony as Gale continues to work away. Then silence. My eyes fall upon our child. He didn't make it... I think. Gale holds our dead child, tears running down his eyes. I cry a bit too before I feel like I'm weakening. I nudge Gale as hard as I can.
"Gale, you have to close me up now!" I cry as tears continue to run down my cheeks. He grabs what looks like string and uses it to mend the cuts made together. I wail throughout this whole process. When everything is finally closed up, Gale wraps the cloths around my belly and puts my clothing back on. When everything is finished, we both look at our baby. It's still with death. Gale takes the baby and places it where no one will ever find it. He then walks back over to me and cries out his heart. I cry with him, partly because of the pain I'm in.
"Everyone w-will think you're still expecting." He whimpers once he has managed to pull himself together. I then think of a plan that could make everyone still on edge for us. I grab his hands and look him directly in the eyes.
"We still will."