(A/N- Bit of drama in the this chapter for Johanna! Please please review!)

You'd know the games began today just by my appearance. Clammy hands and forehead, I fiddle with the remote in my palms taking deep breaths. There's some hot competition this year so I wouldn't be surprised if we don't make it anymore than four days. The rooms beginning to buzz and the words 'Tributes In Transit. Status- Alive.' Pops up on the screen.

Their tubes shoot down and I a good look at them and the arena . They're dressed in warm black jackets, thick trousers and thankfully good leather boots.

I can see the tremble in Barker's hand as he takes deep breaths. Erin's eyes are transfixed and her arms are positioned at the ready.

The gong fires and I'm in complete paralysation when I see Barker sprinting in one direction- the cornucopia.

He's there quite quickly but he has little chance of escaping. Once the Careers ave dominated the area they're all dead. "Run!" I sigh in exasperation but it's no use.

"Run!" Someone else cries.

"Damn you, you stupid girl!" I hear Haymitch yell.

My eyes flick up to the Big Eye. Katniss is fighting with the boy from 9 over a backpack. The boy spits blood all over her and falls with a knife in his back. The District 2 girl is running after her, knives ready to be thrown. Perhaps I was wrong about Katniss- maybe she'll be dead in a day.

Barker has just got his hands on an axe when a spear is sent straight through his body crippling him to the ground.

Flashing words that read this appear on my screen 'Tribute In Play. Status- Deceased' and then his machine automatically goes black.

"Shit." I hear Blight mutter from behind.

Erin also being utterly stupid runs to the cornucopia too. She has her hand on a backpack and a torch but just when she's about to run for it a boy tries to grab it off her. But just as they are squabbling a knife goes whizzing though the air and straight into her chest. Then another and another until not even a whimper is left.

'Tribute In Play. Status- Deceased' pops up on her screen and we are left with blackness. I sit back in my seat and breathe deeply. Blight is leant on the control panel covering his face with his hands.

9minutes we've been in the Hub. Nine minutes and both of 7 are dead.

We have to sit and watch now. We have to wait until the end of the bloodbath until the cannons fire.

I get a quick glance at Finnick and put both my thumbs down. He mouths a sorry and puts one of his own down. I mouth back an apology than look back at my station.

Blight pulls his arms around me and kisses my forehead. We stay like that until the bloodbath is over and we can leave. The cameras are blaring at us but none of us feel inclined to speak.

I just walk slowly back to my room thinking through everything. Kids are stupid. They don't listen to us when they should!

I open up the door to find I'm treading on something. I look down at my feet and see it. Fragranced with the stench of blood, I pick up the deep red envelope from the floor. I know what this is. I've witnessed Finnick undoing theses letters so many times it is sickening. This is a 'date' arranged by Snow. I find my feet in motion pulling me towards the elevator. My breathing is ragged and I'm pretty sure I'm about to faint but I do manage to push the level 4 button. When the doors open, I stagger towards the door banging loudly on it. Mags, dressed in a soft pink night gown, appears in the doorway. "Finnick! Jo's here!" She bellows backing up to let me in.

"Tell her to come in!" Finnick shouts from his bedroom. This will be his break from mentoring where he swaps shifts with Sandy. I stagger towards his room with my fingers clenched around the letter when Mags says, "Johanna are you drunk?" She mumbles to me.

I shake my head unable to come up with an excuse and allow myself into his room. When I enter, he is perched on the edge of his bed.

"Finnick..." I whisper weakly. He's shaking his head at me.

"I shouldn't be getting this!" I cry throwing him the letter. In anger, he tears open the envelope revealing the ivory cream card.

"It's with Plutarch. it's ok." He sighs in relief.

Ok? How can this be ok? Snow can't uses me like this, not when he's already killed my family. My Jack.

"Finnick, Snow is prostituting me! How can that be ok?!" I scream.

His hands grip around my arms.

"Ssh it's ok." He coos to me as I begin to cry.

Why would a games maker even want a date with me? "Finnick... How can you be justifying this?" I stammer through tears. He tilts my head back making me look into his sea green eyes.

"Johanna trust me. This is fine. You HAVE to go." He tells me firmly.

The way he says 'have' sends shivers down my spine. "Finnick stop this! Just tell me what you know!" I demand from him. He begins pacing the room.

"I told them you'd react like this." He mutters to himself. I'm beginning to get angry with him now.

"Who Finnick? Unless you tell me now, we're done." I tell him.

He has tried to protect me from day one from having to do what he does.

"Johanna I can't tell you. There's bugs everywhere." He whispers. So now we can't even talk without Snow listening.

"Finnick. What is he going to want from me?" I cry falling to the floor. I cannot make love to this man. The last time I had was with Jack, I hadn't even with Finnick.

"Look at me Jo. You have to trust me. You know I care too much about you to let you do this if it wasn't ok but it is. Please stop crying." He begs from me pulling me into his arms and drying my tears. I'd promised him I'd never make him see me cry again and I had just broke that. Why should I trust Finnick? 'Because he's had your back for the last 5years and because he loves you' a voice in my head reminds me. I nod. "Ok I'll go. What time?" I whisper to him.

He smiles in relief and I have no idea why.

"7:00pm- Opal Restaurant- Diamond av." He informs me. He attempts to pass me the letter but I push it away as the blood stench rises up my nostrils. He pulls me into a tighter hug pressing his lips to my ear. "Trust him. Do as he asks." He breathes. I nod obediently. He kisses my forehead and steadies me onto my feet.

"Where something pretty and act confident. I'll be waiting in your room after." He assures me as be taps me out the doorway.

I take deep breaths as I make my way up to my room. I trust Finnick and if he trusts Plutarch Heavensbee then so should I. But it's Snow's involvement I don't trust.

Silver's sat on the sofa when I return. "Your on this magazine Jo!" She grins as I pass her. I look over her to see a picture of Blight and I.

I've got this knee length dress which is tailored around the chest area. That will do fine for tonight.

"Silv. You know where that dress with the black lace is?" I ask her. She does after all get a drunken Blight and I to a to b.

"Check Gaia's second drawer." She tells me. I hurry into my stylists room snagging open the drawer. To my luck, I find it.

It's 6:00 now and I know if I'm going to make it on time I have to except Silver's offer of help. She applies a heavy amount of make up to my eyes and paints my lips deep red. Except for the vacant look in my eyes, I look radiant.

"Johanna I have to ask, where're you going? You've had a tough day." She asks me as I pull on my black heels.

"I can't say. But I'll be back later." I apologise kissing her powdery purple cheek and leaving the room. The whole taxi ride there I am breathing in and out begging myself to calm down.