So I'm finally back after some amount of time but that isn't the point. I've really missed you guys, thank you for all of great reviews that have kept me going even though I haven't been writing. Please enjoy the next chapter in the story. I'm going to try writing a little bit from Clove's point of view, I hope I get it right.

Clove's P.O.V

These past couple days have been pretty crazy, just a few days ago I was sitting at home eating dinner with my family and now I'm killing children in the Hunger Games. Surprisingly I still had my sanity, but Cato wasn't exactly doing as well as I was.

He had barely eaten in the past couple of days since the jabberjay incident, and he just sits by the fire rocking back and forth with a crazed expression in his eyes. Today I had gotten him to eat a squirrel stew, but that was pretty much it.

I was worried about him, he was completely out of it almost as if a piece of his heart had been torn out and ripped to pieces, but why? He knew that it wasn't Katniss, it was a jabberjay, but why was he so on edge.?

" Tributes two victors may we win together if they are both from the same District." chirped the voice through the arena.

Two victors. That means that Cato and I can both win the games and get back to Katniss. "Cato we can go to Katniss." I said excitedly.

For the most part he didn't respond until he heard the name Katniss. His eyes lit up and he nodded eagerly. As we were about to begin packing the sky turned black, we had only been in the arena for a week and it was already time for the finale.

A chorus of howls rippled through the arena, sending a wave of fear coursing through my already tired body. A cannon went off in the distance, six were left. I looked at Cato, looking for reassurance. He walked over and gave me a tight hug.

" Whatever happens remember, that I love, you were like the little sister that I never had." he whispered in to my ear.

I nodded into his chest. He gave me one last squeeze before we took of towards the cornucopia. We began running through the forest, branches flying into my face leaving small cuts here and there.

We kept running and two more cannons went off. We began to slow down, to catch our breath. A scream ripped through the arena, I felt bad for the poor tribute that had been caught by the muttations. We sped up and continued running towards the cornucopia, just as we reached it another cannon went off. Three left, one person stood between us and victory.

I looked out into the clearing, making sure that we hadn't been followed by the wolves, but I was met with the face of a girl. She was about 15 maybe 16 and she had brown hair and gray eyes. "Katniss?" I whispered.

How was it possible? Wait this had to be a trap, but it was two late, Cato had already hopped of of the cornucopia and was heading toward her. He reached his arms out to pull her into a hug but she pulled out a knife. Katniss? Before I could warn Cato about the trap a hand covered my mouth. I only had time to let out a muffled cry before I was blinded by darkness.

Cato's P.O.V

I jumped off of the cornucopia faster than I thought possible. It was her she was alive and well. " Katniss I missed-", but before I could finish my sentence a knife came sailing towards me. Was there a tribute behind Katniss? I had to save her. I peered around the clearing, but there wasnt' anyone there.

Only one person could have thrown that knife. Another knife came sailing through the air. How could she betray me like this? I-I-I thought that we were something more than this but why?

" You were always the weakest one" she sneered

" Katniss I love you what are you doing?" I whispered desperately

" I don't love the weak." she muttered

How could she disregard everything that we had , every memory, every kiss, every I love you?

The pain that I felt at that moment was like having my body ripped to shreds by ten angry sharks and then times that by ten. The clearing began to spin, and I saw black spots in my vision. I was broken out of my trance when I felt a knife hit my shoulder.

I stared at Katniss who had a smirk on her face, she looked behind me and began to laugh. I turned to see Clove being held in a chokehold by the District 7. As Iturned to face Katniss I saw that she was surrounded by wolves. I finally realizzed what the point of these games were. You could only save one.

I could save myself,or I could save Clove or Katniss. I guess my choice was pretty obvious.

Clove's P.O.V

I watched helplessly as Katniss toyed with the already broken Cato. District 7 held me tightly and chuckled lightly as the fight continued. Somewhere during their fight Cato realized that he couldn't save both of us, and I realized it too.

It was pretty obvious that Cato wouldchoose Katniss but he always managed to surprise me. He began sprinting towards the cornucopia. He had picked me, but why? I didn't have time to think about it I just had to focus on beating this last roadblock.

Cato managed to graba knife somwhere on the way up the cornucopia. Of course 7 wasn't expecting it and he easily threw it into his head killing the tribute. The cannon boomed. I waited a few seconds to process eveything that had happened.

" The Victors of the 73rd annual Hunger Games, District 2." cheered the voice.

Cato and I wrapped eachother up in one big hug. " Why?" I asked confused.

" Katniss would never say things like that it was too scripted, too dramatic." he said seriously.

It all made sense once he had said it, but now all that was left was to get to the capitol and get out alive, that shouldn't be to hard, because together, we could do anything.

There it is I hope you liked it, and I should hopefully update it again this weekend. Pklease review and have a great Memorial day weekend.