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Rose POV

The Careers weren't chasing me anymore. Relieved, I stopped and laid Rue down on the ground.I looked at the wound. A spear through her stomach. It was rather amazing that she was still alive.

This little girl in front of me was fighting hard for a chance to live. Yet here I stood, helpless. I couldn'tl help her, I didni't have the things I needed. I

I was trained to take away life, not to rescue it. I hated it. Why was I so useless? She had risked her life to save mine, so why couldn't I do anything to repay her?

All I could do was stand here and watch.

"Rue. I-I'm sorry." I whispered out, choking back a sob. Damn it! Wasn't there anything I could do for her?

"Sing." She said, as if she had heard my mental request. Sing? I was nowhere near Katniss's level though.

Sing. I digged through my memories, searching. Finally, there was one.

(A/N: This was a song from camp. hmmm indicates humming..I don't own it!)

Hmmm I want to linger, hmm mm a little longer

hmm mm a little longer here with you.

hmm mm mm Its just a perfect night

hm mm it doesn't seem quite right

hmm mm that It should be my last with you

hmm mm mm and as the years go by

hm m I'll think off you inside

hm mm mm This is good night and not good bye.

The song came to a close, and I looked down. I had been caught in my own memories of when my mother would sing to me. I felt for a pulse, and found none. During the time of my song, she had passed away.

I sat back and leaned against a tree, silent tears flowing. I didn't know her well, but she had saved me and reminded me of things I had forgotten.

No. Things that were taken away from me.

"Thank you, Rue. The place you are going will surely be better than here. Bye." I got back up, and decided to clean her up. First, I got the spear out. Then I cleaned up the wound with the water I had and the first aid kit. I bandaged her up, and risen out some of the dirt on her face.

How did people from 11 bury their dead? I didn't know. Instead, I chose to pick a few flowers and put them around her. I would have placed some food around her, signifying the agriculture of 11, but here wasn't the place for that. Food was precious

I stood here a bit more, but then knew I had to leave.

Taking once last look, I gave a gesture that I somehow knew.

I pressed the three middle fingers on my left hand to my lip, then held them out to her. Then, I walked away. It was time to find Katniss.

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