Though I haven't written it yet, I think I've figured out all I want to happen until the end of the story:) enjoy

Chapter 30

I get off the train and enter the Capitol like I've done a million times before. It's strange to think this will probably be my last train ride, my last time entering the city, and tonight, my last time entertaining.

I stand at the bottom of the train steps and suck in a deep, polluted breath of city air. I close my eyes and pretend I am at the coast lines of 4 and the sour smell is the fish caught for that day. It just now dawns on me that I will never go back home, I will never again go swimming in the salty oceans, and I will never do half the things I wanted to. I open my eyes with a fierce glare; I am determined not to let the Capitol see that they've ruined me. I've been doing it for years…

I take a step onto the street and follow Lindy Lou to a large, hotel-like building. Walking in the door I can see several kids around my age in the lobby. I feel a wave of panic and relief when I don't see Prim. I count over the tributes. There are about fourteen of them, not all of the contestants are here yet.

I look for people I know. It hurts to see almost all of my friends. Guess we really were trouble makers. I allow myself a small smile; good the Capitol deserves every ounce of difficulty they get. I can see Thereasa talking to a boy I'm guessing is from her district. An older boy tries to calm down Lily. She looks completely lost without her sister; I don't think I've ever seen them apart. Kenyan's hair is sticking almost straight out. I can tell he's been running his hands through it like he always does when he's upset which is, well, always. He tries to look strong and brave but his quick, worried glances to Jess give him away. She sits on a couch and stares straight ahead like nothing has happened. Then again, she was held prisoner in the Capitol for 4 months. She must be pretty tough. I take a mental note to watch out for that one.

Nahla looks around the room uncomfortably. I want to say something to make her feel better but the words never come. I look at Lindy Lou expecting her to show us where our rooms will be but she is talking to some Capitol residents and very obviously does not want to be disturbed.

Lily catches sight of me out of the corner of her eye. She runs to me and starts crying. Lily's always been the stronger twin; it'd be crazy to see how Lilac would act in this situation.

The boy she was with hesitantly follows. He stands at her shoulder as she expresses what's going on in her head right now. "Lilac must be so scared," she bites at her thumb nail and looks around the room. "It's so sad that all these people have left their families at home. They must be devastated, sending their kids off to die. My mom… she was real sad. It's hard to imagine what other families and tributes had to go through when they were reaped."

We all look to the door when some district 3 tributes walk in the door. They look familiar. I think they may have been entertainers. I look at their tan skin, dark hair, and similar gray eyes. They're brother and sister. Lily looks away painfully, "How could they do that? Brothers and sisters? This is even worse than I thought."

A minute passes. The boy behind her whispers in her ear and she shakes her head. Two more minutes pass and Sanders walks through the door. He and his district partner seem to be having a friendly conversation but he stops cold when he sees Thereasa. He closes his eyes, recollects himself, and walks up to her with his district 6 girl tribute and the four of them start talking. Lily looks over him with sorrow, "This is going to sound really selfish," I have to laugh at the words coming out of her lips. Lily is anything but selfish. Here she is on death roe and all she can talk about is how sorry she feels for other people, "but if any more of our friends come in I might explode. I couldn't take it if some one else I knew came in, especially not Prim."

I grow confused. I always knew Lily and Prim we're friends but for her to say "especially Prim"? Normally she would say something about how strong she thinks Prim is and hope a weaker link doesn't come, "Why especially Prim?"

Lily looks upset, confused, and guilty, "Haven't you guys talked lately?"

"No, my phones have been out. Why? Have you gotten to talk to her?"

"Yeah, she showed up at our house about two weeks ago and stayed a couple nights."

"Why? Is she ok? She wasn't hurt was she? Is she sick?" My mind races to all of the horrible things that could be wrong.

Lily puts a hand on my shoulder and speaks firmly, "She's perfectly healthy; she will be fine."

I want to question her emphasis on the word 'will' and why it has to be future-tense. I want to ask her what's truly going on. I want to ask her what she was doing at her house. I want to ask her so many questions but I don't. Because right then that glorious, magnificent creature walks through the door. I can't help but wonder how this angel has fallen from heaven or how we as humans aren't struck blind by her beauty. I watch her dreamy blue eyes search the room; I melt as I realize it's for me, she's looking for me.

At last our eyes meet. She drops all her baggage and runs to me. I run faster so I meet her about three quarters of the way from where I previously stood to the door. Our bodies collide in embracing arms. I hold her jaw in both my hands and stare at her beautiful face. It feels unreal. I try to understand if she's just another figment of my imagination or if she's really here. It's not until our lips meet that I know, she is, she's here, my Primrose.

Finally, they're back together again!