A/N: This is a long chapter because I felt the previous one was short! Remember to review!

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Daisy opened her eyes slowly as the rays of light seeped in. Everything seemed so bright. Was she in heaven? She tried to sit up when she recognized the area she was in. She was in the clearing, where she had met Rue. Daisy sighed, she wasn't dead. Suddenly two hands grabbed her shoulders and forced her to lie back down. She looked up and saw Cato. "What are you doing here?" Daisy asked.

"You idiot!" He yelled. Daisy blinked. "Excuse me?"

"You stupid idiot! You know every time I think maybe you're not a real thicko and every time you prove me wrong!" Cato yelled some more. Daisy looked at Cato with furrowed eyebrows. She had no idea what he was talking about. Cato rubbed his right eye. He looked like he hadn't slept in days.

"I told you not to do anything that would get my child hurt!" Cato glared at her.

"I didn't try to hurt it. I was running from the fire. What did you expect me to do? Wait around for the fire to fry me?"

Cato looked at Daisy in wonder. He had never seen her this mad before. She was usually the calm and composed one. However, she did have a point.

"Whatever." Cato mumbled. "You're still an idiot."

"What? Why am I the idiot?" Daisy asked.

"Because you are." Cato answered with a smirk. Daisy realized he never smiled. She wondered why.

"Do you know where Rue is?" Daisy asked.

"Do I look like I care where she is?" Cato retorted. Daisy sighed. She wasn't going to get answers out of this hard hearted person. Daisy started to get up again and Cato pushed her back down.

"Go back to sleep." Cato said, his eyes hard.

"But I'm fine." Daisy answered as she tried to get up again. Cato groaned and pinned her down, his hands on both of her arms and his knees on either side of her thighs.

"Do as I say. And you are not fine. When I found you, you were black and red and your arms and legs were burning." Cato said, his icy eyes staring into Daisy's brown ones.

"But I'm perfectly fine now and as good as new." Daisy argued. Cato growled in anger. "You try to get up and I'll cut off your legs. And that's a promise."

Daisy gulped and looked at Cato with big eyes. He got off of her and smirked. It was nice to know that she was scared of him. Daisy stayed where she was for a while until she got bored.

"Cato can I get up now?" Daisy asked. Cato rolled his eyes. "Fine get up if you fucking want to! Just don't expect me to support you when you fall."

Daisy smiled and sat up slowly. She looked at Cato who was glaring at her. She placed one foot on the ground and then the other. Pushing with her hands, she slowly got onto her feet. As soon as she stood up, she grabbed a tree to steady herself. Cato watched her with raised eyebrows. Daisy took a step forward, still holding the tree. A pang of pain shot up her leg.

"Ouch." She mumbled as she scrunched up her face. Cato chuckled.

But Daisy wasn't going to give up. She took another step forward and as soon as she put her foot down another pang of intense pain shot up her leg and she fell. Two strong arms grabbed her before she hit the ground.

"This is why you're an idiot." Cato muttered.

Daisy held onto Cato for dear life. He was about to say something when he breathed in the scent of her hair and nearly smiled. It smelled of daisies. Cato suddenly buried his face slightly in her soft hair and tightened his hold around her waist. Daisy felt Cato's hold tightening and she smiled. She had the feeling he felt safe in her arms and she clutched the back of his shirt and pulled him closer. She laid her face on Cato's neck, breathing in his scent. She felt comfortable in his arms and she shifted slightly to be able to hold Cato even closer. They sat there for a while, both of them with smiles on their faces just absorbing the feeling of having comfort until Cato pulled away and cleared his throat. His cheeks were bright red.

"Uh... Are you hungry?" Cato asked trying to get his cheeks back to their normal color.

Daisy shook her head and looked away, trying to figure out what just happened. She sat down properly and stretched out her legs in front of her. She carefully folded up the jeans she was wearing and nearly gasped when she saw her skin. It was red and black, just like a certain Career had mentioned. She would definitely have to make some ointment for her legs.

"Cato where are the rest of the Careers?" Daisy asked.

"During the fire, we got separated. I bet I'll find them soon enough. Do you have any allies?"

"Mainly Rue and Thresh."

"Thresh? Are you serious?" Cato looked at Daisy in disbelief.

"He's very nice and sweet. He just doesn't open up to strangers too easily."

"Yeah but he'd kill me if he got the chance. I'll see if I can find the shortie. She'll be able to take care of you, right? I mean with your legs and everything, you won't be able to walk for a while."

Daisy nodded. "Sure, I think she can help me."

"Well, then, I'll be back. I hope I find shortie before I find the rest of the Careers." Cato said while running a hand through his hair. He handed Daisy a bow and arrows. "If you're attacked by someone then you'll have to defend yourself somehow. You do know how to use these, don't you?"

"Of course I do." Daisy answered.

"Oh and this is the only time I'm not going to kill your little friend. Next time I see her, she'll die." Cato said as his eyes went hard again. He left without another word. Daisy lay back down and looked at the canopy of leaves above her. She placed the bow next to her just in case she needed it. She lay there for a while thinking about the hug that had just taken place. She smiled to herself; even Cato had a soft side. Finally she decided she should exercise her legs. Daisy rubbed her legs slowly and they started to feel a bit better. Holding a tree trunk again, she pulled herself up until she was standing. She lifted her right foot slowly and put it on the floor. She grimaced when she felt the pain. She lifted her other foot and placed it on the ground softly. She started walking slowly around the clearing. It took her a long time to get one round completed. After one round was completed she rubbed her legs and massaged them with some cold green leaves which relaxed her leg muscles.

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Daisy had waited hours for someone to come. She was even surprised that none of the Careers had found her. She mainly exercised her legs and massaged them. They were blood red now but at least the black was gone. Daisy looked around and noticed night was falling. It was getting darker and chillier. She rubbed her bare arms, trying to keep herself warm. Where was Cato? It was getting really cold and Daisy was shivering. Her lips were turning blue and she licked them. She was getting scared too. Daisy heard a wolf howl in the distance and she nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Well, well, well the healer. It's a wonder you're not dead." A voice came from behind Daisy. She was still holding a tree trunk and standing while she whirled around. Glimmer stood there with a smirk on her face. Daisy's eyes widened as fear made her stomach turn. Glimmer's knife glinted in the moonlight as she approached Daisy. She pressed the tip of the knife on Daisy's chest, near her right shoulder blade.

"You'll be an easy kill." Glimmer said with a chuckle. "Maybe I should start by cutting your arms and then your legs and then your head. How about that? Hm? It seems like fun."

Daisy didn't answer but instead looked for the bow and arrow Cato had left her. It was lying behind Glimmer. She would never be able to reach it. Daisy gritted her teeth and avoided looking into Glimmer's cold eyes. Glimmer pressed the tip of the knife deeper into Daisy's chest. Daisy felt the wet feeling of blood soak her shirt. Glimmer pressed deeper but she was taking her time. She wanted Daisy to die a slow death. Daisy took her chances and she pushed Glimmer back. Glimmer was taken by surprise and she glared at Daisy before taking her arms and pinning them above her head.

"Aw, is the healer hurt?" Glimmer mocked. "Poor baby. Maybe she could heal herself when I'm done? Hm? Never mind, no one can heal death." Glimmer laughed a cold hollow laugh. Glimmer ran the tip of the knife on Daisy's cheek. Daisy winced as Glimmer cut through the bruise Cato had caused. Three long cuts formed on both of Daisy's cheeks and blood dripped down. Daisy struggled to pull her arms away from Glimmer's grip but the latter wasn't a Career for no reason; her grip was made of iron. Glimmer chuckled at Daisy's useless attempts to get free. She pressed the knife on the previous wound she had caused on Daisy's chest. The knife found the small wound and Glimmer pressed the knife deeper and deeper. Daisy could feel it going through her chest and she screamed. Glimmer smirked and pressed it more. Daisy screamed again and again. She could feel the blood on her skin. It felt wet and cold. Daisy's breathing was coming in gasps as tears ran down her cheeks and she struggled. Glimmer smiled, she loved the cries and the pain she was causing. Daisy screamed again. She felt dizzy. Suddenly Glimmer's eyes widened and she looked down. A long knife was going through her stomach. She fell down, the knife she was holding falling on the ground next to her.

Boom.

Daisy didn't see who had saved her as she crumpled on to the ground. Someone grabbed her and pressed cloth on her chest, trying to stop the bleeding. She felt someone shake her and call her name. And then she felt cold water on her face. Daisy blinked her eyes as her vision cleared. Cato was looking at her with an expression of worry.

"Cato? W-what took you... so long?"

"I left you a damn bow and arrows. Can't you use your head sometimes?"

"I was... trying to walk. I-I didn't know that G-Glimmer was right... there." She paused before asking, "Cato why do people like to... like to cause others pain?"

Cato bit his bottom lip. He didn't say anything for a long time. After some time he looked away. "I don't know."

"W-where-"

"Shh, don't talk. Just stay still." Cato grabbed some cloth bandages, cotton balls and a cream. Daisy was now lying on his lap as he cleaned her cheek wound and applied the cream. He paused before slipping the sleeve of her shirt off. He pulled the shirt down a bit to expose the wound and nothing else. He washed it as Daisy winced and tried not to cry. He applied the cream and then loosely placed the cloth bandage on it, not tying it or wrapping it. Throughout, his eyes were hard and he was frowning. After that he pushed her sleeve back and pulled her closer. Daisy closed her eyes.

"Cato will... will you leave? When I-I fall asleep?" Daisy asked.

Cato shook his head. "No. Go to sleep."

Daisy nodded slowly and grabbed Cato's shirt and turned towards his chest. She pulled closer and he placed his jacket over her. The last thing she saw before she fell asleep was Cato bending down as he kissed her forehead and laid his forehead on hers. Daisy smiled.

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Silvia frowned as she watched the TV screen. She saw her younger brother kiss the forehead of the girl lying in his lap. Her father sat on the sofa and her younger sisters sat next to him. Her father looked grim and her youngest sister was crying.

"He loves her, doesn't he?" The second eldest sister, Shine, asked. Silvia nodded.

"He's going to die. He's going to die." Shine said. "If it comes down to the girl and him, he's going to give up his life. He won't have his child die."

"We'll take the kid. We can give him or her a better life then she can." Their father said.

Silvia glared at her father. "No we will not. She loves him just as much as he loves her. We're not taking a baby away from his or her mother."

"I will not have my grandchild living with filth. Cato would've wanted me to take the baby."

"No Cato would've wanted you to leave her and their baby alone. He hates you."

"My son does not hate me." The father stood up and glared at Silvia as he approached her. She took her sword out in a flash. "Don't come near me." She hissed.

Her father stopped and sneered. "I will take the child and you will not stop me." He turned away and walked out of the room.

"I can't watch anymore." The youngest said as tears rolled down her cheeks. "Brother isn't really going to die is he? Please tell me he'll live."

"We'll see. I still have faith that he'll survive." Silvia said. She hoped that her brother was as strong as he claimed he was. She hugged her youngest sister as tears started to fall down her cheeks. No, her brother would die.

He would die.