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That day I learned all about how things worked with Katniss' new living situation. Three times a day a meal was delivered through the metal box thing in the wall, along with a clean set of clothes. Doctors only went in her room if there was something concerning them, but most of the time they just watched through the security camera. Visitors were allowed any time of day, and they could stay as long as they wanted, but with the idea of the camera in mind. Pretty basic stuff, but it sounded very dull and boring to Katniss because there wasn't anything for her to do since she was not allowed to leave the room ever until she was released for good.

We were loafing around on her bed talking about random stuff. I brought up the subject of District 12, which made Katniss frown.

"Do you think the rumors of District 13 rebuilding the other districts are true?" She asked, picking at an apple that arrived with her lunch.

"I'm really not sure. I wish there was some type of newspaper this place had. But since there isn't, and since you are not allowed to leave this room, the only information about the outside world you'll get is from me."

She glanced sideways at me. "Well, the next time you go out, I would really like to figure out what's real."

"I'm not sure when that's going to be." I grinned. "I don't know about you, but I'm pretty content right here."

Katniss snuggled into my arms. "It's nice…" Except she trailed off like there was something else she wanted to add.

"…But…?" I nudged her.

"I keep—" She wrinkled up her nose. "You are going to think I'm really weird, but I keep seeing things."

I blinked once in interest. "What kind of things?"

"Weird things. Once last night, I woke up in the night for no apparent reason and saw a little boy standing in the corner," She pointed to the corner adjacent to the end of the bed. "Right over there. He looked like he was only one or two years old. I reached out for him except her vanished."

"Are you sure you weren't dreaming?" I asked skeptically. This was pretty weird.

"I pinched myself, and it hurt. Plus you started talking in your sleep, so I am pretty sure it wasn't a dream." Katniss shrugged casually.

"What?" Well, this was embarrassing, but Katniss seemed to be enjoying it. "I talk in my sleep? What do I say?"

"Nothing much…" Now she was just teasing me. "Just…Some stuff about…" She looked up at my interesting expression and grinned. "Nothing, really."

I raised my eyebrows at her. "Katniss…" I said warningly.

"I can't remember!" She laughed, obviously lying. "That's not even the point I was trying to make!"

I rolled my eyes, dropping the subject but vowing to get the answer out of her some time. "What was the point then?"

"I wasn't sleeping when I saw the little kid in my room."

That was definitely weird, but I didn't have an answer. "On a completely different subject, do you know if your test results came in?"

Katniss thought for a moment. "No, I don't think they have. Well, they could have and I just don't know about it."

"I think I should ask the doctors." I swung my legs off the side of the bed and was about to stand up when Katniss grabbed my arm. I turned my head to her and started to ask her what, when she wrapped her thin arms around my neck and kissed me.

"Don't be gone long." She begged.

I could see the worry and fear in her large gray eyes. I tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear reassuringly. "I promise. Just long enough to find out about your results, then I'll come right back."

But Katniss wasn't ready to let go of me yet. She put her head on my chest.

"Or do you want me to take a little extra time and get your mother and Prim?"

She was trembling slightly. "You have no idea what's it's like in here without you… I-I—" She bit her lip, suddenly unsure whether or not it was a good thing to say what she was about to. "I-I see other things. Like—Okay you are really going to think I'm weird."

"What?" I murmured, continually stroking Katniss hair back.

"Sometimes my head…flickers and things appear on the walls." She was looking extremely uncomfortable now. "Like-Like patches of blood and-and sometimes writing. When you're here they go away."

Maybe it would be best if I got those test results. I kissed the top of her head and stood up. "I won't be gone long, I promise."

"You think I'm crazy!" Katniss' eyes got a panicked look in them. "You think there is something wrong with me!" She started shaking violently when I took a few more steps towards the door. "…Don't leave me."

"Katniss…" I felt so horrible for leaving her in this condition. I walked back over to her and held her fragile body to mine, feeling the thrum of her frantic heartbeat. "If you let me be gone for a little longer, I would be able to get more done so I wouldn't have to be gone for another day or so."

She squeezed her eyes shut against my shirt. "I'm sorry I'm so screwed up, Peeta. Go do what you need to. I'll be brave."

I tilted her head up and gently kissed her lips so she knew I would never leave her. I'll always come back. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."

Katniss bit her lip, nodded, and stepped back. With one last kiss on the top of her head, I exited the room, leaving her looking frightened after me.

Once I got out of the stuffy room, I made a list of things to do in my head. Go to my room, take a shower, change clothes, send Prim and Ms. Everdeen to Katniss, steal some cookies from the kitchens, get a copy of test results from the doctors, and go back to the room. I wanted to spend as little time as possible away from Katniss, so my shower only lasted about five minutes.

I found Prim sitting in her room brushing Buttercup. When she heard me walk in, Prim shot up off the bed and beamed. "Look, Peeta! Buttercup came back!" She scooped up the fluffy cat and held him out to me. I could hear loud, rattling purr noises coming from him.

"That's excellent!" I patted the cat on its head and it hissed.

"How's Katniss?" Primrose set the ugly thing back on the bed and sat down herself.

"She's…good." I sat down too. "A little dependent right now. She wasn't too happy about me leaving."

Prim smiled and little dimples popped up on her cheeks. "Well, I don't blame her. She loves you." She said that so surreptitiously it made me blush.

"Yeah, well… I came to get you to stay with her while I run another errand. She…" I let out a gusty sigh. "…can't really be alone for long."

"Of course!" Primrose jumped up again and looked excited. "I need to tell her Buttercup is back!"

"Would you like me to come with you?"

Prim smile immediately wavered. "I can find it myself. I'm almost fourteen, after all. But…" I didn't blame her for being so nervous. The MI wards were not a place I would like to be caught in.

"I'll walk you there."

Ugh. That was the worst chapter in the history of chapters. It bored me ever writing it! I'm so very sorry it wasn't good. The next one will be though, I promise!