Hello my lovelies :) So I am finally done with this damn chapter, it gave me such a hard time. I haven't been very motivated because I have been busy with finals and then my dad was in the hospital ad then today was Christmas! So Merry Christmas my lovelies! :) Haha :) Thank you for everyone who has reviewed and faved and followed, I loves you haha :3

Anyways on to the story, none of you have probably read that, but if you did, brownies for you! Hahaha, hope you enjoy!

None of the characters are mine they belong to the lovely Suzanne Collins.

The tale of Robin Hood also does not belong to me.

Katniss' POV

"Prim?"

My voice is hoarse, and I have a large lump resting in my throat. My baby sister, is here. Alive, breathing, and I'm awake...

"Katniss?"

She sounds the same as I do, like she's on the verge of tears. She's probably just as shocked as I am, if she wasn't dead, where has she been for three years?

"I thought you were..."

"Dead" she finishes with a whisper. Dead? she thought I was dead?

"You thought I was dead?" we both comment at the same time.

"So I'm guessing their sisters..." Finnick whispers loud enough for the group to hear. I shoot a menacing glare at the bronzed-haired man. He shrugs his shoulder, and then throws his hand in the air as if to say, What? I turn back to my little sister. I slowly move my hands up to cup her cheeks, and I pull her face closer to mine, carefully inspecting her, just like we did before everything had happened.

"Little Duck" I whisper with a smile.

"Quack quack" she smiles back, not long later, she is sobbing into my chest. I wrap my arms around her and squeeze tightly. My sister is here, she is safe, she's almost all grown up, she's...

"I hate to interrupt this beautiful reunion, Robin Hood, but what should we do with this one?" Finnick nods his head at the man kneeling at his feet. Before I can even say anything, the man speaks.

"Robin Hood? You cannot be Robin Hood! For you are a woman, and Robin Hood is most definitely not a woman," the camp is silent after he speaks. I survey the camp and watch as every man in my camp is either angry, pale white with fear, or both. This man in front of me is asking to be hit.

Instead I speak, "What makes you believe that Robin Hood is not actually a woman?" I rise to my feet and slowly approach the man. He laughs, and it is a beautiful sound. Husky but soft.

"Robin Hood is known for his cunning and bravery. For his archery skills, for his kindness to the poor and cruelty to the higher classes. A woman cannot be cunning, or brave, and a woman cannot be known for their archery skills, because women do not use bows and arrows, they use pots and pans, and only certain women are kind to the poor and cruel to the nobility. That is why Robin Hood is a man, and not a woman,"

I can feel my anger rising. If I don't kill him, Johanna or Clove will. Everyone except Johanna and Clove, have a look of pure fear in their eyes. This man is stupid, and brave. The man is still kneeling, but no one is holding on to him. I start walking around him, slowly. I am finally in front of him, his head raised up and he makes eye contact with me.

My heart stops the moment my eyes meet his.

They are a beautiful cerulean blue, that sparkle when the light hits them. They are mesmerizing, I've never seen eyes so beautiful and kind.

"What do we do with him? Kill him?" Johanna says, walking over to me. There is a scream and then I'm tackled to the ground by my baby sister. "Please don't kill him! He and his family took care of me, please don't, please!" The pleading in my sister's voice convinces me.

"We aren't killing him, but he and Prim will be staying with us for a while. I wonder how much you are worth pretty boy..." but before I can finish my sentence, he's up and holding a knife up to Rue's throat. My bow is out and point at him before anyone can blink.

"Let her go and I wont kill you," I say standing my ground. I'm not letting the boy with the beautiful eyes to hurt my friends. He scoffs, and continues to hold the knife up to her skin.

"You look like a child in warriors clothing Robin Hood, you cannot hit me, you'll miss. Like I said before, women do not use bow and arrows -" I let loose an arrow, making sure not to hit him, but to come dangerously to it. Prim screams, and our attention directed to her.

"Peeta! Let her go! Katniss! Put the damn bow down!" she screams. We are both shocked at my sister's behavior. Her blue eyes filled with tears. I drop my weapon, and she gives me a timid smile. I turn my gaze to Peeta. His eyes are wide and his mouth is slightly agape. Rue is now able to get away.

"Finnick, take Prim to my tent, she needs rest, she's had a long day," My voice is hoarse. I can feel the anger boiling in my chest. I want to kill this man...but I want to kiss him...Woah. No. What the hell?! Kiss him? This man almost killed my friend, and I want to fucking kiss him? The fuck? I turn my attention to, what was his name? Peter?

"You" I point at him "try to kill another one of my team again, and next time I won't miss you son of a bitch. You are alive for one, and one reason only. Because you and your family took care of Prim when I couldn't. Gale!" he turns his head towards mine, "Set up a new tent, but make sure there's somewhere where we can tie him up in it, I don't want him getting away or killing anyone in their sleep. Also, we'll take turns watching him, you'll take first shift, and then we'll go from there."

I turn away from them, and head back into the forest. I need to clear my head.

I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter :) I have decided to finish Coming Home, and will probably starting a new story...the idea is different but AU. I hope you guys will like it :)

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