Here's the next chappie! Srry it took long. Please R&R

Katniss P.O.V

I found my self running to my car as tears streamed down my face, and strangers watched sympathetically. My legs burned as I made my journey through the school and into the parking lot, almost scratching the side of my car as a frantically try to unlock my vehicle. Once successful, I put the key into the ignition and put it in reverse racing against time as a make my way out of the parking lot, headed towards the hospital...shit, what was the name of the hospital?

With one hand on the wheel, I take out my cellphone and dial Prim, hoping she would know the location of the hospital. I then put it on speaker and drummed my fingers on the stirring wheel. Come on, Prim. Pick up! PICK UP!

"hello?"

"Hi prim. doyouknowwhathospitaltheytookPeetato?" I practically mumbled the last part and bunched my words together, but I knew she'd understand,

"Umm I think it was Panem hospital?"

"k thanks!" with that I hanged up and continued to speed down the street, hoping I wouldn't be too late.

Walking I briskly through the hospital's sliding doors, I was just able to make it when the gurney with a blonde patient was wheeled into the E.R. Peeta! I dashed towards the my best friend as I push past some of the doctors and the nurses, continuing down the long hallway. As I caught up to the gurney, I ran alongside the nurses. Acknowledging my presence, Peeta's eyes slightly open, peeking from under his long eye-lashes.

"Katniss..." it is almost inaudible but I just manage to catch his gentle voice. I take his hand in mine as he begins to utter something unintelligible. "I..Lo-" He cuts himself off and his hand goes limp in my own. I shake in fear, knowing that I might have just lost the most important thing in the world to me.

"Is he your boyfriend?" one said. "I'm so sorry..."

"He must have been a great guy..."another said.

"He's just my friend." I replied. As i reach the emergency room, they tell me to wait in the waiting room. At first i struggled against the nurses trying to hold me back, but soon gave up and sunk low in a cushioned wood chair. Its seemed like hours before a nurse and doctor came out, their long strides headed in my direction.

"Are you the girlfriend?" the doctor ask. Geez, would people stop thinking that!

"No, just his friend..."

" We found his cell and called his parents but no one picked up. We saw your picture as his background , so we just thought-"

"So what happened?" The doctor explained Peeta's current condition and the drastic procedures they had put him through in order to save his fragile but strong body. I don't know much about medical procedures but I had the strongest feeling Peeta wouldn't be the same after the operation. He asked about any past head injuries and I reluctantly told him a bout the fight he had gotten himself into. Going through some of the terms I couldn't remember they let me into see him at last. Before doing so, the doctor hands me a list of conditions or side-affects from the accident to look out for, and a doctors smock for sanitary reasons. Scanning the list, I open the door.

Quietly shutting the doors behind me, walk over to the hospital bed, pull up a chair and slump back onto it as I realize he's still asleep. I grab the hand that's not hooked to the IV and place it gently in mine. His hand is still so warm... Tracing the lines on his hand, I look up to see his eyes flutter open and his blue eyes stare back at my grey ones. But something is different, his eyes are still the same beautiful shade of blue I'm used to but his eyes are empty, displaying no emotion. I take this as a defect from the surgery, but nothing could prepare me for what was about to happen next.

"Hi Peeta" My voice cracks as I say this, my heart pounding in my chest. What is wrong with me?

"hi...?" his voice is still raspy from the lack of using it, but other than that his voice remains unchanged. Well I guess I could cross vocal damage off that list.

"So um...how are you feeling?"

"Umm good I guess..." he moves slightly to sit up and winces at the pain evident through the look of shock displayed on his face.

"Don't try to move much, it will only hurt you more" This time, his action is more gentle as he tries to get up to a sitting position.

"Sorry but do you know what happened? Why am I in the hospital?"

"You were in a car accident... don't you remember?"

"I'm not much for remembering."

"I'm just glad to have you back." I move to hug him, but when I do, he gives an awkward half hug and pat-on-the-back. Its not his usual warm and strong hug he gives me. Must be a side effect from the lack of movement.

"Follow-up question...Where is my leg?" I stare at him for a mere minute before realizing that his left leg was not what it used to be. Instead, there was a metal 'nib' where his leg would have been. I feel my eyes water-up as I look back into his crystal blue eyes, blank with no emotion.

"I guess the car accident was worse than I thought. I'm just happy you're alright. But really? Are you done asking questions, because you know I have to pick up prim-" he cuts me off before I leave.

"Prim... I remember her..."

"Well I'm not surprised I mean you've picked her up from school a bunch of times when I had archery practice-"

"You do archery?" this sent a wave of worry through me when he asked what he did. How could he not remember...Could it be that...No, Peeta is fine. He's here and there's nothing wrong with him. Everything's going to be-

"Well thank you for checking up on me Dr...?" I laugh when he says this. See? he's back to being his old funny self, always making jokes...

"Peeta quit fooling around I have to pick up Prim."

"just one more thing..."

"Yes?"

"Who are you?