~ Hey guys, chapter 18 wup. The next couple of chapters are just going to be what there doing, before the quarter quelling, and also what's happening to piper and the gang. Also focuses on Maryanne a little bit ~ so ya, love me~ so I can love you

-let's runaway and never look back-

~piper pov~

A week, seven days, the arena where we escaped with our lives. And undamaged… well mostly.

We have been hoping place to place, right now we stowed away on one of the trains. Out of district three, we bypassed district four and are heading straight, onto five.

Vulpix can't sit still because of this detour.

Where I hope to go, and where we might end up, are two different revelations.

But a small part of me feels that if vulpix wishes to stay then I would let her.

No use tying her down with me, into a mixed up destination that I don't really know where to go.

The train comes to a halt, the gutting quick stop makes my head bang against the inside wall of this bullet train.

It hurts but we have to move it, so we don't get caught. Because heaven knows if we get caught its game over.

Right at this moment where in a cramp storage room, vulpix the smallest of us has to sit on one of the shelves, just to make space for thresh.

And I don't want to think of where I'm sitting, to embarrassing you know.

Vulpix manages to squeezes past us, to stick her head out of our hidey-hole.

She looks back in giving us the no go, and slinking back to the shelf.

I then hear foot steps going past us, my guess peacekeepers.

This time as she looks out, she nods her head and motions us to follow.

We make a line, vulpix in head, me in the middle and thresh in the back. We're following vulpix, this is her district after all, who would know it better out of us then her.

We follow the passing peacekeepers silently, waiting for the sliding doors to open for them, that way we can sneak out unnoticed.

We make it, with a few close calls.

Once we were confronted by a peacekeeper but vulpix handled it. Thank the heavens for vulpix.

Vulpix led us around the place she called home, for basically all her life. I can see why it's a district for power. Solo panels, lining of open wide fields. Electrical cords linking them together, you could almost see the electrical glow from them.

The houses themself's, are log cabins like in the pioneers age.

They were spread out, power poles running crisscross a little bit over them.

An upgrade from eleven but nothing like two or one, or even the capitol for that matter. But I love my district, and I can see vulpix love hers just as much.

It seems like the row of houses goes on and on, the farther we go the fewer houses there are. I'm a shamed to say I'm tired, you would have thought a girl in an arena would have more capability to walk a little. But I have full right to complain seeing as I almost died, and lost my fingers. So ya I'm aloud to be a little picky.

Finally she stops; we come to a middle-size log cabin with a rusted roof. And wooden steps.

"This is it." vulpix whispers, more to herself then us.

Then next thing I knew she took off like a shot, up the stares. And started pounding on the door, like a madden cougar.

There was hustling from inside, and a little girl with Irish red hair that looked only thirteen answered. Vulpix took no longer the a heart beat to look her over and hugged the daylights out of the poor girl.

"SISTER, SISTER!" the girl, started screaming clinging to vulpix for dear life.

"Sweetie, oh how I missed you!" vulpix then began covering the girls face with kisses.

Then a mother, the normal Irish look about her, red hair with green eyes, slightly plump around the middle,Came to the door.

"Sweetie who is-" she cut herself off. Eyes watering at the sight of vulpix.

The women walked slowly towards her, and cupped her face. All the while me and thresh stood back. Watching from afar, and watched the reunion unfold.

"Your home." the women whispered. Then eloped vulpix into a weak embrace, shaking arms holding on best as they could.

And vulpix had a firm grip on her.

"I missed you mama!" cried vulpix, head burred into the women's chest.

"I did to, I did to, every single day." her mother said, head towards the sky. Eyes closed and tears sliding down her face.

The silence was up lifted when the little girl, sweetie as she was named turned to thresh and me.

"Who are y'?" she said with a drawl.

And then the mother turned to us and gave a smile, and invited us in.

~Maryanne pov~

It's been a week, seven days, by that time I learned of mags passing. Things are gloomy here without her, but we get by.

Finnick keeps going to the capitol randomly, I know why. And I feel sad for him, having to sell himself like that all for that fat pig. Known as our president.

I try my best to help him forget. I take him for walks on the beach, swimming, stargazing; I taught him games, checkers, go fish, the usual games. And also teaching him some French.

But my favorite part is just to sit quietly with him, or listen to his flirtatious ways, or his jokes.

We become good friends, just like piper, Megan, and Diana. I like that about him, he keeps the loneliness away, and fills a part of my heart that I haven't relied on or noticed.

But I also feel guilt, my book that hides under my mattress is of him, and what lays ahead.

"His death that's what lays a head." she thought grimly.

"Bonjour belle" said the ladies man himself. Finnick came onto the patio.

"Bonjour Mon ami, belle journée" I replied, all finnick did was gave me was a blank look; apparently he hasn't gotten far in learning the language. Of amour.

"Your coming along great finnick!" I tell him, as he comes to sit down beside me, I had to hide my book, which is mockingjay.

"Sure I am, I can do anything." he said, a cheeky grin on his face.

"Bien sûr" I exclaimed, loving how he huffed up into a childish pout, having been out shown.

"Your evil." he moans, hand traveling down his face in a flamboyant style.

"Bien sûr" I said again, messing with him.

"Your messing with me aren't you"? he said, with a raised eyebrow.

"I couldn't help it, I just couldn't resist" I told him, a grin spreading onto my face.

"Ya sure, always picking on me." he says off handedly.

"Well you make it to easy" I replied back.

"Ya always finnick`s fault." he said, with a over dramatic sign.

Glad you finally realized that" I said, as I watched him get up ready to go inside.

"I'm making dinner tonight." he said, before turning back inside.

And at that moment I realized something.

"Je vais vous faire économiser" I said softly. Getting up myself and heading inside.

~ how you like the French, I'll tell you what the end says but the rest you have to figure out your self, just look it up on Google, yahoo, or Bing, or just ask a translator, or go to that country yourself. The end says… you know what I'm not going to tell you. I know evil.

I hope you like it, sorry about mags, and well I will get to Diana soon, and a little more on Haymitch suspiciousness of Diana, and more piper and Maryanne~ love me, next chapter coming out soon, and examen ( French for review) which you better do, hey that rimmed~ love me~