A/N- Had to go back to FSOG for helicopter info. I know nothing about them myself. All credit goes to Ms. James and Ms. Collins.

CPOV

She remembered I had a helicopter and wants to go to the beach. This should be a fun trip. I go down my mental checklist, called to make sure Charlie Tango is ready and then called my acquaintance to have a suite ready for us. I'll surprise Katniss by spending the whole night over there. We'll be able to see the sunrise and sunset this way. It's still pretty early, so by the time we get there, we can have brunch and then hold out for dinner.

When I get back downstairs, Katniss is in a light summery white dress with big orange and yellow flowers on it. I can see that she has a bathing suit on, but only because one of the straps has decided to peek out of place. I smile, and then notice the huge basket that Mrs. Jones has prepared for us no doubt. She thinks of everything I haven't.

"The helicopter is ready to go and I've called in a favor so we can stay the night too." I mention as I walk towards the ladies. Mrs. Jones smiles, she knows who the favor is from and nods her head.

"We're staying the night? I guess I better go back upstairs and pack some things then." She says, somehow missing the duffle bag I already have in hand. I lift it up and she smiles, "I guess you took care of that already."

"Yes, Taylor is waiting for us downstairs and then we'll be off to the helipad. Did you eat something?" I ask her as I take the basket in my other hand. It's pretty heavy, which means Mrs. Jones packed it well. Of course, this leaves me with no way to hold Katniss' hand and I'm not too pleased about that.

Just then, Katniss takes the duffle bag and slings it over her shoulder. "Wow, this is kind of light, are you sure you packed anything in here?"

She's mocking me, I know she's capable of carrying much more, so I let her and take her hand. "Mrs. Jones, we'll be back sometime late tomorrow night. I called Ros; let her know I'll be out of reach for the whole weekend."

"Yes, Mr. Grey. Do you want me to have any food ready for your arrival?" She asks, drying her hands on her apron.

I think about it for a moment. "Yes, a bread and cheese plate will probably be best. Nothing heavy, we'll more than likely go to bed. I hope to be back before 9, but you never know."

"Of course, Mr. Grey. You two have fun!" She calls after us as we walk towards the elevator.

"So, who would owe you a favor in District 4?" Katniss asks as soon as the doors close.

I pull her to me, giving her a light kiss on the lips. "Mrs. Jones has a sister and brother-in-law who always wanted to own a hotel, so now they do."

"You own it?"

"I lent them the money, yes. But they have already paid me back in full plus some interest. They have done very well for themselves." I tell her, wrapping my arm around her lower back. "When I called ten minutes ago, they seemed pleased to have us on such short notice, which is always nice. They're located about a block from the beach."

"Wow that close? That should be really nice. Have you been there before?" She asks me, putting her arm around my waist. I like this, she is already so comfortable with me and I her.

"Not to stay, I went when they were building, hired my brother to do it. We kept pretty busy after the rebellion. What you unintentionally started gave a lot of people work afterwards." I inform her as the elevator doors open.

She looks up at me as we get out and asks, "Elliot builds?"

"Yes, he has his own construction business that I've always used when building something new. Though I've only used him personally three times for business. I of course recommend him when I can." Taylor takes the bag from Katniss and the basket from me as we near the car.

"We should be there in about ten minutes, sir. The weather report is showing warmer temperatures as well." Taylor informs me as he closes our doors.

"Sounds good. We should be able to enjoy the beach then." I say as Katniss straps herself in. Her hand is lying in the middle of the seat between us, so I take it and bring it to my lips before I just hold it. I can't believe that I only met her three days ago and it already seems that I can't be without her.

She looks down at our hands intertwined and then at me with a smile. "So, who will be flying us to District 4?"

"I will." I tell her and she just looks at me with her mouth slightly open. "I learned when I was younger, on different prototypes, so that when I actually got my own, I was all set. The one Beetee made I've had for a few years now."

"Since before the rebellion? I didn't know he could do that." She acknowledges, glancing out the window at the passing people and shops.

"Money had a way of making Snow look the other way. I'm sure I'm not the only one who did it." I respond. "I didn't like it, but if I paid him a certain fee, I could have whatever I wanted built as long as it looked like I was using it for myself or one of my businesses. As long as it looked like you were being selfish, he was fine with it."

"Seems about right. He always had an agenda, didn't he?" Katniss replies. "Only the rich were allowed to have everything while so many others suffered."

I look over at her as she's looking out the window. I can tell she's saddened by the thought, even though things have gotten much better since the rebellion and she probably doesn't realize how many people thank her because of it. "Katniss, it's not like that anymore, everything has been so much….more since he was killed, since Coin was killed."

She looks over at me with sad grey eyes and nods, "I know, but it took so long. How did I become the one to change it all? All I wanted to was to not die or have to kill Peeta to get back home. He had said the night before the first Games that he didn't want to become a part of their Games, that if he died, he wanted to die himself."

I don't know what to say to her. Her husband died, young and full of life no doubt; ready to start a family with the woman he had loved most of his life. It makes me think of Ana and how ready she was to bring our child into a world that had gone right again. How she wasn't afraid to have children now that there was no real threat to their well-being. Not that we would have had to deal with the Games other than to watch it, watch innocent children kill one another to show who was strongest. Instead of saying anything to her, I just squeeze her hand tighter.

Katniss looks down at our hands again. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go down such a sad road, I really didn't."

"Don't apologize, Katniss. I always wondered how other people fared after the rebellion and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious how you of all the survivors felt." It's true; she was so young and so much put onto her shoulders. Who wouldn't wonder about the Mockingjay's state of mind after something so traumatic? "It's not your fault that they picked you as their symbol. It was all because of that pin, that you happened to be wearing it, that you happened to choose a different way to end their Game. You couldn't have known."

"I didn't even know what was happening when it was happening. I didn't know until I was in District 13 when Peeta had been captured. Haymitch had this whole plan revolving around us, me, and I didn't even know it! Do you know how many times Peeta or I could have died? How many times I wish I had, just to not have to deal with all the aftereffects?" Her voice gets louder, stronger with her anger at the past.

"Katniss, you were all of seventeen! There was probably no way Haymitch could have pulled it off if he hadn't had you two. I didn't know much about the whole thing, as I was busy being newly in love. I suppose if I hadn't been so selfish, I would have recognized the signs of something coming up."

The smile I was hoping appears small, shy, but there. "Christian, are you're trying to make me feel better with talk of being selfishly in love?"

"Why yes, I am. I hope its working?" I ask her, running my fingers up her arm, purposefully making her swat it away.

She giggles and I know my plan worked. I don't want her sad or mad for that matter when we're about to go into the air. "You're a wickedly good man, Christian."

I nod and give her my cockiest smile, "I try."

She laughs again, just as we arrive to my office building. She looks up at it then at me. "We're going to your work?"

"Not exactly, the helipad is on top." I tell her as I get out. I rush over before Taylor gets to her door and open it for her. My parents did make sure they raised gentlemen. Taylor gets the bag and baskets out as the doors to the building open for us when I scan my pass card. As it's a Saturday, no one is in the office except for the cleaning crew and a few security officers.

"Oh, wow. It's amazing how different this place looks from last night." She says as we walk to the one elevator that will take us to the roof. Taylor stands in front of us as I press the correct button and I hold Katniss' hand. Her enthusiasm is surfacing again; I can feel her hand practically thrumming with excitement.

When the doors open to the roof, an older man is happily waiting for us and waves. "Good morning, Mr. Grey, she's all ready for you. Gas tank full and everything looks good. Your weather report is clear skies all the way through to District 4. No one else has said anything about flying today, so you may literally have the skies to yourself this morning."

"Thank you, Joe." I say smiling at the old man. He has kept an eye on my helicopter since the beginning. Taylor sets the bags into the helicopter and leaves us.

"Taylor's not coming with?" Katniss asks me as I help her into it.

I shake my head, "He'll drive down there. I want you to experience this without an audience. I think you'll thank me later for it. Don't touch anything unless I tell you to, please."

She just nods and takes her seat, waiting for me to strap her in as it's a four-point harness. I buckle her in; making sure it's nice and tight around her. She smiles at me and I give her a light kiss on her lips before strapping myself into my own seat. I look at my pre-flight list, going down, checking everything. "Put those headphones on and I'll turn everything on."

She nods again and does as she's told. I turn on the rotors and she has a shocked look on her face. I tell her through my own headset, "It's pretty loud even with these. Not like a hovercraft where it's so big."

"Yeah, it is loud. So, you've done this before?" She finally asks, looking beneath her feet at the clear glass bottom.

I laugh, "Yes, too many times to count now. Don't worry; I usually don't unless the weather is bad."

I take off, heading south from where we are. I'd love to be watching Katniss right now, but I have to keep my eyes on the sky, at least here in the Capitol. The buildings are much taller than anywhere else. I do take a peek at her though and smile at how wide her eyes are.

She looks at me and smiles. "Keep your eyes ahead, Christian, or I'll have to punish you."

Her threat goes straight to my groin and I'm silently cursing myself for not having taken the opportunity to take her this morning. One would think the marathon we had last night after the dinner would quench my thirst for her. It doesn't matter, she's all mine and I'm hers.