~back and in business, chapter 39, ok for those who are waiting for my other fan-fictions I'm working and thinking on them (I go with the inspiration) I will get to them as soon as I can, I also want to point out those who love romy (rouge and gambit from x-men) I will be making one after I finish phantom of the opera sequel. GOT MY EYE ON YOU FRANCE, review. Also mere888~ look her up~ also s.e.x reference, just inquiring it, not actually adding those parts, just sticking with kissing and holding hands and cursing.
also doing this a lot, actors as the prep-team! (ya i like doing this now!)
Dabble- Jo Hartland
Floss- Rita Hayworth
Tug- Seth green
Thicket- Jared leto
If you find someone in the world to love you better hang on tooth and nail. the wolf is always at your door.
~Piper pov~
Time seems to fall into place sometimes, such as a day like this a relaxed laid back day before the storm. Where you reminisce on your past or your achievements, my main achievement is the five little rug-rats that I come to love.
Or at the moment four—
"Now where did that boy go to?" I thought looking up from the table that I was eating from with the star family. Mrs. star seemed to pick up on her only son's absences as well.
"Piper do you know where Wick is, I haven't seen him since this morning?" She asked me, turning her head around to try and spot her son through the crowded dinning hall.
"No I don't, but I will try and go find him!" I reassured her, but as my eyes scanned the room I found that little rug-rat, standing in a corner talking to a little girl that looked around his age.
I slowly approached them, they seemed to get along she seemed as though she lived in district thirteen, but had a softer outlook in stead of the harder out shells of most of the residents that live here.
"Wick, who's your friend?" I asked when I reached there secluded corner, startling Wick to turn around to face me, as did the little girl.
"P—piper, this is my friend from history class her name is Meredith!" He said quickly, looking down with a light pink blush crossing his cheeks.
I got a good look at the little girl, she had light blonde hair that looked almost white, nice blue eyes that twinkle when she smiles, pale light skin one day she would be a heart breaker, and it seems like Wick is trying for earlier.
"Well it's nice to meet you Meredith." I said, bending down to her level as she stuck her hand out to shake mine. Which I took in mine, it seems she has manners more then I could say of others from district thirteen.
"It's nice to meet you as well Piper, I'm sorry you had to go in the hunger games but I'm glade you got out!" Meredith said, with a sheepish smile.
"I like her." I thought looking down at her.
Wick gave me a discreet cough, signaling for me to give them some alone time which I gladly left them to their own device.
I was heading back to my table when I heard someone call my name, I looked behind me only for Diana to run into my back, almost making me topple over but I managed my footing.
"MAKING THE DRESS!—WATCHING KATNISS ON TEEVEE!—GAVE ME A RING!" Diana rushed out, a goofy smile on her face, never in my life have I ever seen Diana worked up like this, she was normally calm and collected.
"Woooohh, there girl start from the beginning and makes it so I can understand." I giggled at her silly behavior.
She took a deep breath but that goofy grin didn't leave. "I was helping Cinna with making a dress and I though it looked like a wedding dress, which it was!"—at that she squealed—"Then the teevee started and showed Katniss, by the way I informed district eight of incoming bombing so they got them out in time!"—I let out a breath of relief—"Then Cinna started complementing me on how I was so amazing and how I did for others, and he told me he loved me!" She gasped out, I was shocked for a second but then grew happy for her.
"So your dating?" I questioned, glade that Cinna made her happy this way.
"No, we're engaged!" She giggled out; I was in shock for about 7.53 seconds.
"YOU'RE WHAT!" I yelled at her, causing the surrounding by passers to stop for a moment and stare.
"I'm getting married!" She started to laugh, I didn't know if to slap her or congratulate her, she was just nineteen and a half and he was what? early thirty's—so that's what a eleven year difference.
"So your getting married to Cinna, the stylist Cinna?" I questioned, and she gave an excited nod of the head.
"And so your going to marry him after this whole rebellion?" I asked, trying to piece together all this.
"No, we're planning to do it here I want you as one of the brides maids!" She said, and I looked at her dumb-struck now as, in here, like soon, rather then later.
"Huh?" was my smart comeback.
"I know its moving fast, but this is war there's no guarantees that we will make it out alive, so we want to be together when that time comes—we love each other." She whispered at the end.
I saw her logic in that but—so soon?. "I know, that you might object but we're waiting till the dress is finished!" She said, like that reassured me.
"Ok-ok let me get this straight, your marrying Cinna?"—she gave a nod of the head—"and your doing here after your wedding dress is made?"—another nod of the head— "And your both making the dress?"
"I know the groom isn't supposed to see the dress before the wedding day, but here it doesn't mean anything, and besides I really want Cinna to help make it, also I want a small wedding with you as my bride's maid, and also Katniss, and Megan she maybe annoying but I want her on my special day, and if Maryanne is here before then I want her as well, also can you ask Finnick and Thresh if they would be the grooms man or maybe I could use some of my other friends? like my prep-team they would love to be in on it, also I need a flower girl I should ask Katniss if Prim could do that, oh and the ring beerier, also who do you think should be the priest?" Diana was asking all this questions all at once it was starting to form a headache.
"Let's not get to ahead of ourselves, let's take the time to think about this all after the conference." I tell her, and she gives a happy nod as she said we would meet later to discus wedding plans.
The conference room begins to fill up, and I see Katniss not in a wheelchair as she never went in the hospital, I was glade that Diana thought ahead.
I sit between Thresh who was on my right and Finnick who was on my left, a great time to ask them to be grooms men.
"Thresh, Finnick can I ask you a favor?" I asked sweetly, as they turned to me both with raised eyebrows.
"Depends?" Finnick said, as Thresh nodded.
"Well my friend Diana, you know Katniss stylist she's getting married to Cinna, and I was wondering if you could stand with the groom!" I tell them, and watch as Finnick gives a cheeky grin.
"Of course love, if you one day return the favor!" Finnick said, and I look towards Thresh who seemed to consider it.
"Sure." was his one word answer, I looked towards where Diana was sitting next to Katniss seemingly talking about her engagement, as Cinna sat on her other side looking at her with enjoyment.
Coin calls the meeting to order. "Our airtime assault has officially launched. For any of you who missed yesterday's twenty-hundred broadcast of our first propos—or the seven-teen reruns Beetee has managed to air since—we will begin by replaying it."
And the footage begins to play, and as it does some raise their eyebrows at the evacuation that was going on when they first landed, Katniss stared out at the chaos as they were led out to the safety zone, as another fellow rebel escorted Katniss where the others were headed as he explained the situation.
As the finishing touch ended with "If we burn you burn with us!" then applause followed by demands to see it again, but instead of replay, president coin calls for silence making me and Diana to share a look.
"Now, I want to thank Katniss everdeen for her role as the mockingjay, but I have a concern, someone in this room is holding up information." president coin said, fixing us all with a hard look.
I saw as Diana hold her breath and shot a look towards Haymitch, who was staring back at her, he looked ready to spill, but then I saw Diana mouth to him "You tell, you go down with me." instantly shutting him up.
"So no one in this room, knows anything of this matter?" president coin asked, but all in the room held their tongues.
"Yes, well deserved, the result of the film is better then we hoped. However, given the circumstances, I think we should discuss the decision to send Katniss into actual combat." president coin said, when it looked like no one was going to confess anytime soon.
"That's Katniss call remember!" I hissed to the president standing up once again, the room went silent as president coin looked annoyed but looked to Katniss.
"Oh, yeah, I'm completely all right with that. It felt good. Doing something for a change." Katniss said, as I sat back down and saw Vulpix give me a thumbs-up. She didn't seem to like president coin, as I did.
I knew Haymitch would say something next, but glares from Diana shut him up.
"We should, have katniss interact with the refuges from the bombing, mainly the children and also I think maybe Finnick should have a part, he seems restless." I suggested, standing up again and president coin seems to want to strangle me in my sleep, but I just smile sweetly at her.
"That sounds reasonable." president coin said slowly, taking the time to make it official that she didn't like me.
"Of course it is!" Vulpix interjected.
"Of course." president coin echoed, making it clear with a glare she didn't like Vulpix either.
Then president coin sends everyone off to get to work, Thresh and Vulpix decided to walk at my side, and I'm happy they do.
"Can you believe her, she acts like she owns the place!" Vulpix seethed.
"Well technically she does, seeing as she's the president." Thresh reminded her.
"Ya, well, she's not a very good one." Vulpix huffed crossing her arms.
"I can tell by that." I laugh, causing Vulpix to giggle and Thresh to shake his head at us, but I could see that smile.
~Maryanne pov~
My skin hurts; they scraped the outer layer of skin off my arms, just barely raising blood but to burn every time I raise them up.
During most of this time, I was forced to replay the time in the arena, the pain and death I caused. I haven't had a decent night sleep without waking up screaming of seeing Gloss, ooze blood all over me or the mutated monkeys tearing me limb from limb.
Or my own Punjab lasso, coming back around to strangle me—and worst of all seeing Fin drowning in a glass tank where all I could do was watch.
I, along with Peeta was in separate rooms getting prepared to go on screen. "Why me?" I don't know.
I had my same teary eyed prep-team, they were here to prepare me for the interview, covering up the bruises on my face, and giving me long dark satin blue gloves that went to my elbows to hide my pulsing raw arms.
The gloves matched the satin dark blue dress, which went to my shins, and curled at the knee to give a wavy pattern. A scoop neckline, which had pearls of three rows that were imbedded in the neck and bottom waist that made a belt, the shoes were short heeled seeing as last times attempt at walking at full height, just like the pearls at my neckline they were covered with different sized pearls.
A yellow gold chain was also around my neck, and on the end was a single pearl making it look like a pendent.
My hair, the whole back hair was styled into a giant braid, intertwined with a single strip of pearls that wrapped around in the braid. While a webbing of a silver string of pearls decorated the top of my head, a single blue pearl sat center forehead.
The prep-team worked in silence, Dabble dabbing at her eyes from time to time, and when I told her things would be alright, she ran out of the room crying, making me feel guilty.
Once they finished Tug and Floss all but ran out of the room, crying down the hall, the only one left was Thicket. And he was giving me sympathetic, sad along with anger look. He came to place his hands at the base of my neck, mindful about the bruises and scraped skin.
"I want you to know, that I will stand with you despite the odds, I will stand with you." and that was his last words to me, it was his last words entirely.
A swarm of peacekeeps came busting threw the door, and dragged him out the door I tried to follow screaming for them to stop, but I was led out of my waiting room and forced the opposite way, but not before I went into shock as a gun fired.
~ Katniss pov~
"Let's turn it off, Finnick, before they run it again," Katniss urged Finnick who was by her side.
But as Finnick`s hand moves toward the remote control, I cry, "Wait!" the capitol is introducing a special segment and something about it looks familiar. Yes, it's Caesar flickerman. I can only guess who his guest will be.
Peeta's physical transformation shocks me, but also along with Peeta was another seated right next to his. The form of a trembling, vacant girl, that looks as though she was just skin and bones sat beside him, even if she was dressed up you could see the obvious bruises along her shoulders, and the specks of blood seeping through her gloves was a give away that she was in pain.
All at once I heard Finnick give a startled cry, and dropped the remote, I stare at him then followed his gaze back towards the girl, her hair color and her sea blue eyes were shockingly familiar as though I seen her before, then it rushes back to me it was Maryanne.
I take hold of Finnick`s shaking shoulder and give a squeeze, but his focus and attention was all on Maryanne.
They give empty exchanges; it takes Caesar three attempts to get Maryanne's attention before she gives an inaudible hello.
Caesar asked Peeta of the propos for the districts. "They're using her, obviously," says Peeta. "To whip up the rebels. I doubt she even really knows what's going on in the war. What's at stake?"
"Is there anything you'd like to tell her?" asks Caesar.
"Don't be a fool, Katniss. Think for yourself. They've turned you into a weapon that could be instrumental in the destruction of humanity. If you've got any real influence, use it to put the brakes on this thing. Use it to stop the war before it's too late. Ask yourself, do I really know what's going on? And if you don't… find out." He says, turning back to Caesar how nods his head, his attention then turns to Maryanne.
"Now Maryanne, you knew Finnick odair for a while now haven't you, lovers you could say?" Caesar asked, as Maryanne nodded her head in surrender.
"Did you know what was going on, about the rebellion?" He questioned as Maryanne took her time to answer.
"Say you don't know anything love." Finnick whispered under his breath.
"I—I know Finnick for a while now he—he maybe childish at times… but he always had good judgment, and I believe in him." She said, but it all came out in a whisper, that was toned up for us to even hear.
"You have a lot of faith in Finnick, did he ever share any information with you about the breakout?" Caesar said, digging for information, which she didn't have.
"No." was her single word answer.
"I got another question for you, how did you know about the poisonous gas before it even happened?" it seemed what little color was left in her face, vanished without a trace and she looked like she could faint at any second.
"I—I—I—I just get t-this j-gut feeling is all!" was her stuttering reply, but Caesar kept on.
"Also it seemed to me that you were giving hints about the arena being a clock." again Maryanne seemed to scramble for an answer.
"It was just that Wiress tick-tocking seemed to fit in some places, like she figured out about the clock but was to far shocked to tell us." was her quiet reply, but I could see the fear in her eyes.
"I see..." Caesar said softly, regret in his eyes as though he didn't want to put her through interrogation.
"Is there anything you wish to say, to those who you care for that might be watching?" Caesar asked, as Maryanne gave him a thankful look.
She looked towards the screen giving us a clear view of her hollow eyes, that seemed to pierce through you.
"I love you Fin, and I wish you luck!" was her reply before she was cut off and the screen went black.
I didn't realize the tee-vee was smashed until I saw Finnick`s bloody hand, as well as the glass surrounding him cutting into his feet.
I look on in sadness as he went berserk, as the doctors tried to restrain him.
Last night I couldn't sleep nightmares keeping me awake, no one would talk about Peeta's absence, but Finnick who was grieving over Maryanne.
I get permission to take Finnick to the woods. We wander around for awhile and then ditch our communicators under a bush. When we're a safe distance away, we sit and discuss Peeta's and Maryanne's broadcast interview's.
"I haven't heard one word about it. No one's told you anything?" Finnick says. I shake my head. He pauses before he asks "Not even Gale?" I'm clinging to shred of hope that g|Gale honestly knows nothing about Peeta's message. But I have a bad feeling he does.
"Maybe he's trying to find a time to tell you privately."
"Maybe," I say.
"Do you think Maryanne was lying?" Finnick turns to me a confused look on his face.
"That she knew something about the rebellion, she seemed to know about the gas, and she did seem to know about the clock." I said, but Finnick seems to deny it.
"How could she have known, she was with me the whole time." he said.
"She didn't live in district four, until half a year ago right?"—Finnick nods his head—"maybe she knew before then?" I tell him, but I could see some holes in my statement.
"How could she known what the quarter quell would be, love?" he said, waiting for me to answer.
"Diana may have told her, they are friends?" I said, but he didn't seem to want to believe it.
"She wasn't even around her, so when did they even get the chance to talk?" Finnick questioned, a bit annoyed by my accusations on Maryanne's actions.
"I don't know, but what ever it is, Diana, Piper, Maryanne and Megan are all hiding something." I say, and in a way I think Finnick is getting the point.
We stay silent so long that a buck wanders into range. I take it down with an arrow. Finnick hauls it back to the fence. For dinner, there's minced venison in the stew, and me and Finnick part ways.
~Piper pov~
"How about we have you, Megan, Katniss as the brides maids, and Thresh and Finnick as the grooms man, Octavia and Aqua said they would be happy to do my makeup and hair, oh and I talked with Katniss and it seemed like she said it was ok for Prim to be the flower girl, also Flavius is going to be the ring beerier!" Diana talked away on her wedding plans, as I listened to her going on.
"Of course Cinna gave my consent on the dress!" Diana said; as she stitched another seem for the veil which was a light blue.
"So you're the first one of us to get married, I thought you might seeing as Maryanne is to shy for commitment right now, and Megan wants to shop around a little bit longer, and I cant think of getting married so fast!" I told her, as that goofy smile hung off her face as it has been for a while, I wonder if her face is frozen that way?
"So what does the dress even look like?" I asked, staring at her as she gets a dreamy look.
"It's not exactly the way I pictured it, but beautiful none the less, it's an icy blue color, with a single shoulder strap, with white lace going down the front to fan out at the bottom, it will be loss fitting and will trail behind me. Also I will be wearing combat shoes seeing as I have no other pair." She said, all in a dreamy daze.
"I'm sure you would look very pretty all the same!" I said, trying to hold in my laughter.
"I can't wait!" She said, working a little bit faster, but still with a steady hand.
~Megan pov~
"So this is the remains of district twelve!" I said out loud, once I got off the plane and landed in a meadow.
Katniss everdeen pushes past me roughly on purpose, and I felt a little bit of regret but not by much.
"Do what ever you feel like doing." says Cressida, she was nice had my run ins with her time to time, the only reason I'm here in the first place is cause coin wants me to keep an eye on things.
Cressida directs the team to start to start at Katniss everdeen's old house, she just stands there looking up at the sky, soon we move on. I get an eyeful of the place everything looked so—lifeless.
We reach Gale hawthorn's old home, and Cressida begins to question him on his life story.
"I think we have enough life stories to last the year." I interrupt Cressida on her "I don't disrespect anyone's privacy. not now anyway." I had as an after thought.
Katniss even though she doesn't like me, and me not likening her, she shows me a look of thanks, we carry onto the famous lake that Katniss father showed her...I think?
Everyone seems to be affected by the heat, I'm feeling kind of cold seeing as I was raise in an all beach type setting most of my life.
The lake is very pretty; a glossing shines to the surface. "When was the last time I went swimming?" I thought to myself, years I think, I so wanted to swim again but I was on duty.
Cheese sandwiches are passed around and we eat them in the shade of the trees. I've gone silent. "What will my life be after all this?" Will I get married? "Probably not, not after him." Have kids? "I cant see that happening, not after her." Go insane and kill myself? "Major possibility." Where would I live? "Maybe I'm good where I am." These thoughts evade the answers.
I'm startled back in the presents as Katniss blurts out "Want to hear them do a real song."
She moves back into the trees, a hand on a rough trunk of a maple where a mockingjay bird is perched. "This should be good." I though, relaxing back.
"Are you, are you-
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree."
The mockingjays begin to alter their songs as they become aware of katniss new offering, I remember this song off of the movie, so I decided to do vocals, closing my eyes I began the vocals.
(look up the song, with lyrics on screen, on you-tube)
"Are you, are you-
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree."
It seems the birds took to it, I didn't know that I was in range of the camera as well, the camera getting snips of me but the main focus was Katniss.
"Are you, are you-
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we meet up at midnight in the hanging tree."
A hush went through the woods just as I predicted, I might not know much about the book but when I like a song, I remember it.
"Are you, are you-
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree."
Cressida called "Cut!" and it was all over, I didn't bother to go and congratulate her, the whole country could do that for me.
A shadow loomed over me, blocking the warmth of the sun.
"Can you move, your in my light" I said, cracking open an eyelid only to look up to the mockingjay hero of our time.
"Can I help you" I asked, sitting up to look at my nails, I chipped my pinky.
"Where did you learn the song?" She demanded, bending down to my level to give me a glare, which I happily returned.
"Wouldn't you like to know." I chirped back, flipping my hair behind my back.
"I'm serious." She looked like she wanted to strangle me, so cute.
"You wanna know what I think that songs about?" I questioned her, as she raised an eyebrow a little curious but still annoyed.
"I think it's about a man, that loved a women very much, but he feared for their lives, and the life of there unborn child. They didn't want to face the world that they lived in, couldn't handle the cruelty of it all. So he decided that they should hang themselves, so at midnight they came to a tree, tied ropes up on a limb. Joined hands and took the plunge, making the man take the fault of killing himself, his wife, and there unborn child." I said, and watched as Katnisses eyes turned to slits.
"Your heartless." She sneered at me, but I just smirked back.
"The world never showed me Kindness, why should I return the favor?" I questioned as I stood up to go on.
We reach a rock ledge overlooking a valley. A blackberry bush to a side, it looked like out in the distance like the rocky mountains, maybe? And the long boring part of the life's story-blah-blah-blah-blah-gibberish-more gibberish.
- time later-
Finally it's time to go back to district thirteen, where I gladly escaped to head to my room, but as I was walking I ran into a little girl, around thirteen years old.
"You alright kid?" I ask, I bent down to inspect her, she had dirty blond hair and blue eyes, and I couldn't help but stare at her.
"I'm fine." She said, looking me over like I did.
"My names Megan." I told her in a hush whisper, just staring at her face.
"Mines Primrose everdeen." She replied shyly, we stayed there in silence before she broke it.
"Is there something I can do?" she asked innocently, this sweet child.
"You look like my little sister." I said, coming to stroke her hair.
"Really, can I meet her?" Primrose asked, but I looked sadly at her, and shook my head.
"I'm sorry, but you can't." I tell her, sad when she looked a little upset.
"Why, not?" She whined, she acted just like Holly.
"She died, at the age twelve." I tell her and watch as her face lit with horror.
"I'm sorry." She quickly apologized, guilt filling her voice.
"What—was her name?" Primrose asked hesitantly, as if she didn't want to upset me.
"Holly—her name was Holly." I tell her, as she took my hand.
"I hope we can see each other again." Primrose said, turning to run behind, I looked behind me to see Katniss standing behind me, as she stared off from me to Primrose, I stand up to walk away, knowing that what happened are behind us.
~Piper pov~
people crowed into command, I was sitting between Vulpix and Finnick as Katniss sat on Finnick`s other side. Thresh was a bit way's down from us, Diana sat across from me, hanging off the arm of Cinna making goggles eyes at each other.
"What's going on? Aren't we seeing the twelve propos?" Katniss asked.
"Oh, no" says Plutarch. "I mean, possibly. I don't know exactly what footage Beetee plans to use."
"Beetee thinks he's found a way to break into the feed nationwide," says Finnick. "So that our propos will air in the capitol to. He's down working on it in special defense now. There's live programming tonight. Snow's making an appearance or something. I think it's staring."
And the feud over the tee-vee world begins, I try not to laugh. but come on how can you not laugh.
But I'm instantly silenced at the hunched over form of Maryanne, who looks like she's at deaths door, and what scares me she's backing up Peeta, but regrettably.
I look to Finnick who remains still and speechless beside me, staring at the screen or more importantly Maryanne.
Then through the whole battle, the only thing that comes out clearly is "THIRTEENS UNDER ATTACK" then the camera flashes red, Peeta's and Maryanne's screams are all that could be heard, as Finnick seems to be clutching his seat as though to control his inner rage.
Questions and demands ring out, that is until Diana and Haymitch step in.
A screeching sound stops us dead in our tracks, holding our ears its piercing scrapes.
"That's more like it." Diana says, coming to sit back down beside Haymitch, after racking her nails on a black board.
"It's not some big mystery! There telling us we're about to be attacked. Here. In thirteen."
"How would they have that information?"
"Why should we trust them?"
"How do you know?"
Diana once again silenced the room, with her piercing nails on board.
"They're beating them bloody while we speak. What more do you need?" She argued.
"She's right, Maryanne would never keep something like this from us, and I believe her" I stood up.
"I believe her to" Katniss said, standing up.
"Of course I trust my little fish." Finnick growled out, looking at the blank screen.
"We should start with a lockdown." Megan said, cutting to the chase before president coin said anything else, and she seemed to value Megan's advice.
The moment she raises her head, it begins.
I follow Finnick and Katniss with Vulpix, Thresh, Diana, and Cinna closely following along with others as we descend down wards, I took a glance behind, trying to spot Megan seeing as she wasn't with us.
I grew scared… where could she be?
~Megan pov~
Running against the flow, I tried to find a thirteen year old, along with a cat called buttercup, it's hard to spot such a small child.
I step into the hospital, only to find nothing, I then think of where Katniss room was located, so I head on up.
There I found a little girl, by the name of Primrose trying to cocks a cat out from under the bed.
"PRIMROSE WE'ER IN LOCKDOWN!" I yelled at her, reaching down under the bed to grab a matted cat named buttercup by the scruff, which paralyzed it. Just like I had done with my own cat such a long time ago.
I shoved the thing in under my arm, and got a tight hold on Primrose arm yanking her down six flights of stairs. Every time she tripped, I would pull her back up and we kept running.
"OPEN THE DOOR!" I yelled when the door came to sight, I could see Katniss squashed in between the door as I plow through her, yanking Primrose in with me. The doors then closed with a loud and final clank.
"I DON'T KNOW IF YOUR TH E BIGGIST FOOL HERE!"—I yelled turning on Primrose, who looked down in shame, with tears forming.—"or the bravest thirteen year old I ever met." I whispered, as she looked at me in surprise as I held out the little fur-ball, who seemed to take a liking to me. I would like me to, if I saved my life.
"Now, go get punished by your sister." I said, pushing her towards Katniss, as she looked back at me then ran to be embraced by her sister.
I look on till they go to there bunkers, as I go to mine.
~katniss pov~
~threes days pass~
When the restless, wiggling majority has settled into sleep, I carefully extricate myself from my blanket and tip-toe through the cavern until I find Finnick, feeling for some unspecified reason that he will understand. He sits under the safety light in his space, knotting his rope, not even pretending to rest.
As I whisper my discovery of snow's plan to be me, it dawns on me. This strategy is very old news to Finnick. It's what broke him.
"This is what they're doing to you with Maryanne, isn't it?" I ask.
"Well, they didn't arrest her because they thought she'd be a wealth of rebel information," He says. "They know I'd never have risked telling her anything like that. For her own protection."
"Oh, Finnick. I'm so sorry," I say.
"No, it's not your fault." Finnick sighed, yanking on the end of his rope, and an intricate knot becomes a straight line again.
I look at him for a second, he truly seems to love Maryanne "I thought the whole romance was an act on your part" I told him, as I watched him slowly face me.
"But it wasn't until Maryanne pushed Peeta out of the way and hit the force field and nearly died that I-" I hesitate to go on.
"That you what?" he asked.
"-that I knew I misjudged you, that you weren't just being a player and just acting, that you do love her. But anyone paying attention could see how much you care about her," I tell him gently.
Finnick and I sit in silence, watching the knots bloom and vanish, before I ask, "How do you bear it?"
Finnick looks at me in disbelief. "I don't katniss! Obviously, I don't. I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking" something in my expression stops him. "Better not give into it. It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart."
Well, he must know. I take a deep breath, forcing myself back into one piece.
"The most you can distract yourself, the better," He says eventually. "First thing tomorrow, we'll get you your own rope. Until then, take mine." I give him a nod, and leave him there just leaving him sitting there.
~Piper pov~
Our old quarters have been destroyed by the bombings. Everyone must follow exact directions to their new compartments; we clean out our spaces, as directed, and file obediently towards the door.
I look to the front to see, Diana holding hands with Cinna each having a wide smile on their face, and Diana had a glow to her. And I could only imagined what they could have been doing these last three days—alone together—in a room all to themselves—and them being engaged—I know they haven't been talking fashion, that's for sure.
I take a look behind and I saw Megan walking with the everdeen's, Megan was talking to Mrs. Everdeen, while Primrose held buttercup while getting in on the conversation.
I see a man named Boggs who approached Cinna and Diana, and ushered into a room I turned around to meet eyes with Megan who gestured to the room.
We come in and I take a seat next to Thresh, and as normal Vulpix on my other side.
And across from me is Finnick, we became close, him acting like a really good friend who we known for years.
"We need all four of you suited up and aboveground," Says president coin. "You have two hours to get footage showing the damage from the bombing. Establish that thirteen's military unit remains not only functional but dominant, and, most important, that the mockingjay is still alive. Any questions?"
"Can we have a coffee?" asks Finnick.
Cups of coffee were passed around, Vulpix all but chugged hers down. And looked down sadly when there was none left, but I handed mine out for her and she took it greedily.
I stared around, and looked in time to see Diana run to a corner of the room, and crotch down to vomit all into the corner, Cinna came to rub her back.
Katniss, Cinna even Haymitch told her she should go get checked out, but she said that she felt nausea, and she was fine but I didn't believe her.
"Want a sugar cube?" Finnick asks me from across the table, and I gladly accept the sugar cube from the bowl.
I then offer some to Thresh, who takes a few, and smiles down at me in thanks.
I love it when he smiles—
~Diana pov~
I lay down in my newly given room, I'm forced to stay here as Cinna goes to help Katniss get into costume, I just vomited, it was just nauseas that's all.
It's not like I'm dieing.
I let my mind wander. "Maybe I could get Piper to sing at my wedding?" I though, a grin plastering onto my face.
"I heard you were sick, so I brought a doctor in training." Megan says, walking in with Primrose who looked overjoyed to have her own official patient.
"I was a little nausea that's all it was!" I said, sitting up and put my hands up in defense.
"Just let Primrose look you over, it will give her experience and you can put darling Cinna`s mind at ease." She said, and I sighed in defeat.
Primrose, gave me a look over asking question's like when it started and what I was doing the past days. I couldn't just tell her about what me and Cinna were doing could I? Did she even get the talk about the birds and bee's yet?
Megan seemed to realize this as she told Primrose to go get her mother for another options.
"So you and the stylist, hitting the sheets I see." Megan said, looking down at me with a smug grin on her face, oh how I wish to slap it off of her.
"I heard that someone's sick?" Mrs. Everdeen said, coming into the room as her daughter trailed behind.
"Yes, you see my friend here has felt nausea and she along with her fiancé have been alone—together in a room—for three days." Megan stretched out, oh she was loving this.
Mrs. Everdeen seemed to catch on, and sent Primrose out of the room, she needed experience but not this kind… or not yet.
Mrs. Everdeen came to sit at my side, and laid a hand on my knee, and looked me square in the face with a warm smile.
"When I was pregnant with both my children the first thing that started was nauseas, and vomiting and I think it's a close accusation that you're pregnant."
"...Oh... I'm pregnant..." I echoed, after her.
Then it dawned on me—I –was—pregnant—
~Piper pov~
I have come up above along with the others; the place was like a waste land, scorched and burnt.
"So, what exactly do you need from me again?" Katniss asked.
"Just a quick lines that show you're alive and still fighting," says Cressida.
"okay." Katniss says taking position.
"I'm sorry, I've got nothing." She says after a moment.
"I think we should stop for today." I say, walking up to put a hand on Katniss shoulder.
"No, just one more line and you're done today. I promise!" says Cressida. "Thirteen's alive and well and so am I."
Katniss tries to say her lines, but falls to her knees I look on at her unable to take the pain away, just as I can't seem to bring Maryanne home.
"Cut," Cressida say quietly.
"What's wrong with her?" Plutarch says under his breath, what an idiot.
"She's figured out how snow's using Peeta," says Finnick.
Oh, how right he is.
I walk towards Katniss hunched over form, and crouch down to her level.
"We're going to try to get Peeta out." I tell her, as she looks to me.
"What?" She gets out from her sobs.
"I swear to you, I will get president coin at gun point if she doesn't plan a rescue mission." I tell her, with a wide grin.
She gives a nod, before going into hysteria.
~Maryanne pov~
~love is composed in a single soul inhabiting two bodies~
"Jo, if I die tell Fin—live on for the both of us." I whispered over to Jo, I haven't spoken since my last interview.
"What makes it seem I'll live through this?" Jo questioned giving me a hard look.
"Gut feeling remember." I retorted, giving an empty chuckle.
"Ya, ya, now shut up the tee-vee's on." Jo said, blandly. We were given this tee-vee so that they could bring up our spirits only for them to be crushed.
Finnick`s face appeared on screen, he seemed to have lost weight, his eyes held dark circles under them, his skin lost its glow, I pressed against the bars to my cell to get as close as I could.
"President Snow used to…sell me…my body, that is" His voice was flat, no tone it broke my heart from the very first word.
"I wasn't the only one. If a victor is considered desirable, the president gives them as a reward or allows people to buy them for an exorbitant amount of money. If you refuse, he kills someone you love. So you do it"—my poor, poor Fin—"I wasn't the only one, but I was the most popular," He says. "And perhaps the most defenseless, because the people I loved were defenseless. To make themselves feel better, my patrons would give presents or money or jewelry, but I found a much more voluble form of payment."
"Secrets." I whispered along with the tee-vee Finnick.
"And this is where you're going to want to stay turned, president snow, because so very many of them were about you. But let's begin with some of the others." He went on, I felt my heart sink as he went on, I knew he was being used but to this existent!
"Don't think any less of him, he didn't want you to know." Jo said, from where she sat one cell over.
"And now, on to our good old president snow," says Finnick. "Such a young man when he rose to power. Such a clever one to keep it. How, you must ask yourself, did he do it? One word. That's all you really need to know, poison." Finnick says, then goes into political matters.
My Finnick—my Fin—but could I really call him mine? After all the lies I feed to them, I don't want to wake up one day just so my friends find out and hate me—so do I really have the right to call him mine.
The camera stops rolling, and I fall backwards onto my butt—do I really have that right?
~Katniss pov~
Making knots, making knots. No word. Making knots. Tick-tock. This is a clock. Do not want dinner. Fingers raw and bleeding. Finnick finally gives up and assumes the hunched position he took in the arena when the jabberjays attacked. I perfect my miniature noose.
"Did you love Maryanne right away, Finnick?" I asked him.
"No." a long time passes before he adds, "She crept up on me."
~Maryanne pov~
"J-jo do you think—if I did something or kept a big secret that could help people, I should share it, no matter what it's about?" I asked her, as she turned to look at me but I couldn't meet her eye.
"Well, it's a secret it's up to you but if it helps, tell it." was her simple reply.
"What about you Wiress?" I asked, not meeting her eye either.
"I agree." was her reply.
A explosion was heard, as gas filled the room, I brought my tattered shirt up to stop most of it from getting in my lungs.
A figure approached my cell, I couldn't make out who it was but on further inspection it was the man from the movie, hawthorn. Gale hawthorn.
He yanked my cell open and instructed another man to escort me to a plane—I think?
"Come along ma'am." said the gruff man, who supported most of my weight.
"w-wai-wait j-Jo." I called out weakly, just to find her unconscious and being carried behind me along with a supported Wiress.
"Your safe now." the man said, as I was placed inside the hovercraft, and I knew I was out of the capitol, but I wasn't safe.
I was sitting on a gurney, being looked over by a doctor, he talked to me in a hushed voice that was supposed to be soothing, but I was to busy trying to keep my sanity in seeing Fin again.
I look up to spot Fin, looking around—looking for me.
"FIN!" I scream his name, as I uncontrolled crying and stumbling my way towards him.
"F—FIN!" I yell, coming into his line of vision.
We slowly made his way towards me, his eyes glazing over as I stumbled and cried my way towards him.
I finally reached him, and I felt like I walked a thousand miles just to reach him. I clung to his shirt with one hand, as I cupped the other with his cheek, he raised shaking hands to touch my face, as if I wasn't real.
"Little fish..." He whispered, and all at once we embraced, clinging onto one another, not letting go.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I left you alone, I should-nt have-I should of-stay-ed with you!" Fin chocked out as I held him.
"I'm fine now Fin, I'm fine" I whispered in his ear but I knew, I wasn't.
"f-fin c-c—can i-i-I ask y-you t-to d-d-do me a favor." I whimpered out, as he turned to me with eyes that were filled with love, that I didn't want to vanish.
"Anything little fish." He whispered down to me, and gave me an Eskimo kiss.
"I w-want—want a -meeting w-with e-every victor, a-and my fri-friends" I tell him, as his eyes filled with confusion.
"Please." I begged, holding onto him.
"If that's what you want little fish." he said, picking me up to sit on the gurney again.
"Thank you." he gave me a peck on the lips as he want to do as told, and as I had the time to look around, I saw something that no one should leave lying around, and my eyes darkened.
~Diana pov~
"How to tell Cinna?" I thought as there was a last minute meeting, in the command room. This was so unexpected that I was wondering what could be going on. Coin looked annoyed as her face was turning red.
I sat next to Cinna, as I exchanged glances between Piper and Megan they didn't seem to have a clue either, there were only victors, Primrose, Megan, myself and Cinna all gathered together.
"Where is she?" coin asked angrily, beating a fist to the table.
Finnick looked worried and fidgety, he was standing up when the door opened to revile—Maryanne.
"Maryanne your ok!" I said relief in my tone, standing up to go and hug her which she accepted, and I sat back down with a headache as she sat next to Finnick, who wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"Now please, tell us why you asked for this meeting?" coin asked coldly, as Finnick shot her a glare.
"get out." Maryanne whispered.
"What was that?" coin hissed.
"I said, get out." Maryanne said, standing up to face her. a look like no other on her face, it was an emotionless expression that I was shocked to see on someone like Maryanne.
"You have no right to order me around!" coin said harshly, standing up herself.
And the last thing I would have suspected was for Maryanne to draw a gun.
"Get—out!" Maryanne growled seemed to freeze, no one moved a muscle.
"Maryanne put the dame g—" Megan's words were cut off from where she was standing as Maryanne, shot at the center of the table an inch from her hand.
"YOU'VE GONE CRAZY!" Megan yelled, falling backwards in her chair and tipped it over.
Primrose started to scream and cry, as the others drew back in fear, Cinna put a protected arm around my shoulders.
"I want you out!" Maryanne ordered deadly calm, all while glaring president coin down as she made her leave and walked out the door.
Once she was out, Maryanne turned on us.
"Piper"—Maryanne drew Piper's attention to her—"I want you to go get the book's, all of them I know you have them." She said still in the deadly calm voice, and Piper stood up slowly and headed out the door.
"What makes you think there going to believe you, a whole entire district didn't believe me?" Megan huffed, stupidly standing up again, only for Maryanne to shoot at her again. Making her hit the floor, but not shot...didn't know if I should be calm or disappointed.
"Little fish put the gun down love." Finnick tried to talk to her, and stood up to try and take the gun.
"Finnick, sit back down, I don't want to hurt you but I will if I have to." Maryanne said looking serious, but her hands were shaking uncontrollably.
"I bet she doesn't even know how to shoot someone." Megan piped up from the floor.
Maryanne flicked the gun around her finger, spinning it so quickly it flashed a circular blur of metal. She threw it into the air at a spin, snatched it with the other hand, spun it, and stopped it barrel up with a smack.
We stared wide eyed at the display—"ok maybe you can." Megan said, hands raised.
"Love, your tired and afraid but this is not the way, just hand me the gun." Finnick said, itching closer.
"I SAID GET BACK!" Maryanne yelled, she had a wild look in her eye an inhuman wild-animal type stance she was in, like an animal pushed back in a corner, and she will attack.
"Fine little fish, just-relax please." Finnick pleaded, concern and remorse written on his face as he was forced back into his seat.
"Maryanne" I began, standing up to try my luck as Cinna looked at me with trust, yet fear for my well being.
"I know your scared, we all are, but what do you think will come of this?" I questioned her.
"You have Cinna" Maryanne said, flickering the gun towards him, making me tense.
"Piper told somebody, and Megan doesn't care I had no one to confine in, I let GUILT EAT AWAY AT ME TO LONG!" She shouted at the end, her raised voice sent off Primrose who was crying into Katniss.
Everyone else seemed scared, worried or concerned, but Haymitch seemed the most calm and level headed out of this situation.
The door creaked open, indicating that Piper was back, and I instantly cringed at the sight of the book's neatly stacked in order.
"Maryanne, you don't want to do this." I tried a final attempt to make her understand reason, as once again her eyes locked with mine, she raised the gun at me as I raised an eyebrow.
"You wouldn't shoot a pregnant woman would you?" I questioned, as she lowed the gun in shock giving Finnick the time he needed to restrain her, as Plutarch twisted the gun out of her hand.
Piper instantly retreated back to the door, but Maryanne screamed for them to stop her, she ended up being blocked by Gale.
Haymitch who was the only one who seemed to know what to do, walked calmly to Piper, and directed her to an open seat beside him on the other side of me, I sat down in defeat there was no hiding it now.
Piper soberly, spread out the books along the table in order. "The hunger games." Haymitch read aloud the title of the first book.
He handed the book off to Katniss, as Piper handed him "Catching fire." He said the title, handing it off to Beetee.
Piper hesitated to give him mockingjay but given the looks she passed it over.
"Now darling's you got some explaining to do." Haymitch said, giving all three of us dark looks, but when he turned his gaze on Maryanne she was rabid, like she lost humanity.
"GET HER OUT OF HERE!" Haymitch yelled at a nearby guard or the only guard really, as he came to take her forcefully to the hospital wing.
Finnick seemed to want to go with her, but Megan went to put a hand on his shoulder taking him back to his seat, but he glanced every now and then towards the door.
"Now explain." Haymitch finally demanded when Maryanne was taken way, a hard look back in his eyes.
"Well here goes nothing." I thought, as I opened my mouth to speak.
~Wahoo, Maryanne went insane, Diana's pregnant and Megan had a sister? All the lies have finally brought Maryanne to her knees, and when the truth comes out, who will be there in the end? ~