A/N - I'm going to stop apologizing for life getting in the way, it happens. But thanks to all of you who have stayed with this story and I am forever grateful for the characters that Ms. Collins and Ms. James have provided.

KPOV

Taylor pulls up to a deep gray building, the windows covered with bold-colored hair drawings on the front it. It seems almost gawdy that she advertise like that, but it's the Capitol and they are known for it still. I don't wait for Taylor to open the door for me, but slide out with purpose, heading straight for the door. Christian follows behind me, almost as if he's trying to catch up. I guess I'm more eager to get this over with than I thought. Just before I reach the handle on the door, Christian puts his hand over it, effectively blocking me. I turn to him, sure that steam is rising from my ears or something as he is giving me a weird look. When he says nothing, I stare back and ask, "What?"

"Just, if you do hit her, let's not do it in front of all of her employees please. I mean, let's take it in back." He suggests, again.

I know my eyebrows raise in question when I follow up with, "Seriously? Like I care about embarrassing her after all that's happened? Christian, I'm not stupid, I won't start yelling at her right away, I still want a haircut after all."

He narrows his gray eyes but opens the door for me, where we are greeted quickly by a young woman. When she sees Christian follow me in, she blushes a deep red and quickly changes her greeting, "Mr. Grey, I didn't know we were expecting you today."

He nods his hello and then continues, "We hadn't exactly planned on it, but Katniss really wanted to get a haircut. I don't suppose Flavius is available, is he?"

"Let me check." She trips over herself to go look in the computer that would hold the appointments for the day, glancing at me. She trails her finger over the screen and nods her head. "He should be done with his last appointment in a few minutes actually. Can I get you anything while you wait, Mr. Grey and, umm…"

"Ms. Everdeen. My name is Katniss Everdeen." I reply and she seems to wither into herself. "I'll take a lemonade if you have any."

She clears her throat and nods, then looks at Christian who shakes his head no. "I'll be right back then and I'll let Flavius know you're here."

We both take a seat the plush dark blue loveseat as we wait. This is a lot better than the one at home, where they just have wooden chairs to sit and wait on, though that's better than before when we did it ourselves. I lean over to Christian, who leans closer to me, "You think she's going to tell Elena?"

He nods and adds with a chuckle, "If she didn't, I'd be surprised."

So when the younger woman comes back, followed by a lean blond older woman, I know who it is right away. She extends her arms out as Christian stands up, a strained smile on his face. I have yet to see his fake smile, so this must be it. I stand up as well, watching as she takes his hands in hers, not giving him a hug like I would have expected from people who have known one another for so long. "Christian, what a surprise! Why didn't you call and make an appointment for your friend here?"

She looks to me and I extend my hand as he replies, "Elena, this is Katniss Everdeen, my girlfriend."

The look on her face is priceless and it's one of those moments when I wish there was a camera on me just so I could watch it again someday. I clear my throat after a quick glance to Christian and quickly shake her hand, releasing it as I say, "Hi, Elena. He didn't make one because I just decided on it about twenty minutes ago. But Flavius told me he works here and he's always done such a great job on my hair, I figured, why not?"

She seems to be in some sort of shock and I don't know if it was because Christian introduced me as his girlfriend or what, but I'm guessing that has to be it. She shakes her head, maybe to clear it and begins, "Of course, of course. Yes, Flavius will be done shortly. I hadn't realized that Christian was with anyone right now."

I tilt my head at her, "Really? Because I've met a few people on your payroll and they all knew about me."

Christian clears his throat and I just look at him with a big smile, then look back at her. I've shaken her, she wasn't expecting me to know anything at all or figure it out. She thinks I'm stupid. If there's one thing I can do well, it's read between the lines. That's how Haymitch always communicated to me when we were in the arena and I haven't lost that touch after all these years. She seems to find her voice again as she explains, "I'm sure I don't know what you mean. Maybe a misunderstanding on their part. Why don't you two come with me and we can chat while Flavius finishes up with his client."

She guides us to an office that has a giant mirror in front of it. We pass Flavius' station as we go and I give him a small wave as he nods his hello to me since his client is talking animatedly about something. Once we are in her office, she sits down behind a giant desk and I see that we can see out onto the floor, but no one can see in. Her voice is entirely different once we're in the room. Cool, cold almost as she looks from Christian to me. "Sit down, let's get to know one another and catch up. I'm curious why you think that you think I know you, Ms. Everdeen."

"We didn't come here to start anything, Elena, but we do want to know why you had people watching us and why you had my apartment bugged." Christian begins. He's tense, sitting straight up, looking very business-like while he talks to the woman who started his certain way of life.

She shakes her blond head, but before she begins, Christian puts his hand up, "Don't think we haven't checked it out. Most everything leads back to you."

"And her mother." She claims as she looks directly at me.

"Why would my mother know you in the first place?" I ask her, because my mother is not the sort to converse with this woman. She is a nurse, a healer, not one who gets into other's business and who they choose to sleep with. Or at least that's what I thought. Her remarks when we saw her yesterday caught me off guard and I wonder who approached her to tell her about Christian, because it certainly wasn't me and he seemed just as surprised.

In an overly sweet voice, she replies, "Because she took care of some of Christian's…shall we say, mistakes?"

"Mistakes? What are you talking about? There were accidents, which Katniss knows about, but no mistakes." Christian interjects. He's holding up his hands, waving them back and forth, "This is bullshit, Elena, who contacted her mother and who knew that I had gotten Katniss' name in the first place? You aren't even a part of that particular list of people."

Elena feigns innocence once again and shakes her head slowly. "People talk, Christian, especially people who don't get what they want."

"But how did you have my place bugged so quickly if I found out that she was coming a week ago?" He asks, wanting answers when she's clearly playing games with him. "I hadn't signed up until long after she had left and my name was drawn long after she had picked up her stuff. What's going on Elena? I'm thinking that this was never about the last girl getting revenge on me, getting info on me. Who bugged my home?"

She shrugs and looks at me, "Who else would want to know what's going on with none other than the Mockingjay?"