Chapter fourteen Baby! So here it ish. Please remember to review this chapter. Thanks, it means so much to me!

Disclaimer: Anything familiar to you isn't mine. I do not own the marvelous creation of Ms. Collins, THE HUNGER GAMES

We're back in District 12. I stretched my arms and yawned, preparing myself to go into the woods to hunt, although illegally. I don't need to hunt, but it keeps me somehow calm. I stepped out of my house in the Victor's Village, and continued to the empty streets of what used to be the Seam. They'd done some rebuilding, but not quite what it used to be. I greet some of the few survivors of the fire, who looked healthier than before. I stopped by at Hazelle's house; I wanted to let her know what happened. After all, I treat her like my own mother. I saw Hazelle in their backyard, doing some tasks. I rapped the fence lightly to get her attention. The moment she saw me, her face lit up.

"Katniss," She gestured for me to enter. I smiled and entered the backyard.

"Hazelle," I said, and then she enveloped me in her arms. I hugged her back, letting her know that I missed her.

"We heard that you went to the Capitol. Was there a problem?"

"Uh, nothing really," I yawned, purposely putting my hand over my mouth, showing the ring.

I saw Hazelle smile. "What happened?" I felt nervous inside. But I knew I could tell it to Hazelle. She's one I could trust. "They called us there and Peeta proposed to me." I rambled on, making my voice inaudible. But luckily, Hazelle picked it up. Her smile turned into a large grin.

"Does your mother know?"

"We stopped in four. Let her know."

"What did she say?"

"Um, she started crying. She said they were tears of joy." Hazelle laughed lightly. I felt like laughing, I could remember the face of my mother when I told her. She cried her eyes out. But I really felt that those tears were of joy. I looked at the sky and saw that it will not be long before the sun will rise. I decided to go out, and not waste time.

"Hazelle, I've got to go. You know why." I smiled. She nodded her head and I went off. I have to get something. I don't what it is, but I have got to get it.

I slipped under the tranquil fence that comes between District twelve and the wild. I made my way to the hollow log and got my trusty bow and arrows tucked neatly under the waterproof covers.

"Hey Catnip." The familiar voice immediately rang in my ears. I twisted my body in Gale's direction with force, making me wince with the sudden movement. There stood Gale, about 5 meters away from me, unchanged. I looked at the man who could have possibly helped in killing Prim. How dare he come here?

I unsheathed my bows and arrows from the wrappings, not even acknowledging the man with the gray eyes like mine. I hope he knows what I think of him. That I think of him as a murderer. But even though that was what I had thought of him, there's a pang of yearning for my best friend. I haven't seen him in about 3 years and there are so many things I wish to tell him. No Katniss, do not trust him. You could only trust Peeta now. I realize this and peeled my feet from the forest floor and started to move.

"Katniss wait!" he yelled, even though he knew that he would be heard from afar. I increased my speed. I don't want to talk to him anymore. I knew that we were chasing game away so I climbed up the first tree I could find. Unfortunately, Gale has his mind set on climbing too.

"Katniss, we need to talk!" He called out again. Now this was getting annoying. I stopped and perched on a branch. Let's just get this over with.

"What?" I asked, quite indifferently. He settled on an opposite branch.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"So uh, I heard you're getting married."

"Yeah. Where'd you hear?"

"Things have been getting around. When?"

"I don't know. Is that all?" I wanted to get away from this person. I wanted nothing to do with him anymore.

"Look, I know you're mad at me—"

"Good thing you know."

"I'm sorry Catnip." I did not whether to answer him or just stay silent. I just climbed down from the tree and of course, he followed me.

"Why are you here anyway? Shouldn't you be back in two, making weapons that would kill innocent lives?" Oops. That was too much. But I didn't apologize. It was true after all.

"Peeta… Peeta invited me here."

"What? Why?" that enraged me. Peeta knows how much I despise Gale after the accident.

"Why?" I repeated, anger evident in my voice.

"He said he wanted us to reconcile so you won't be so angry. That's what he told me. "

"And I want a wife that does not have hatred towards anyone. Well, there are exceptions…" It was the first time I have seen Peeta in the woods. I blushed. I was acting stupid. Peeta did this for my sake. I suddenly felt the need to cry. But I sucked it up.

"Okay. For Peeta, I forgive you." I turn to Gale.

"Is your forgiveness genuine?" Peeta grinned at me. Now Peeta here is being a pain.

"Peeta, I'm trying to talk."

"Oops. Sorry madam, please carry on."

"It's okay Gale. I forgive you. It's not your fault Prim… I don't want to say it."

"Thanks Katniss."

"Okay jolly hunters, why don't you try and teach me how you do your thing?"

I laughed. This change in Peeta was not bad at all.

"Gale, let's teach Gingy the way of the woods." I was not that okay with talking to Gale but it was for Peeta and maybe for myself too.

"Gingy?"

"Yeah, I'm the gingerbread man." Peeta said with a fake gloomy tone.

There was a lot of action in the woods. We shot a few squirrels, and Peeta shot a rabbit on his first time holding a bow and arrow. Maybe he was born for this kinda thing. For the three hours we were in the woods, I had learned to forgive Gale. I realized how much I missed my best friend.

"Guys, you have to meet Nada." Gale said as the three of us walked through the Seam.

"Nada?" I asked.

"She's your girlfriend from 2 isn't she?"

"You know her?" I asked Peeta incredulously.

"Gale talks about her all the time."

"You guys have been in contact?"

Peeta and Gale smiled at the same time. So that's a yes.

"Why'd you bring her here mate?" Peeta asked.

"Actually, she's my fiancé. I wanted her to see where I had grew up. Luckily, the districts today aren't that strict and now we're here. And also, since Peeta said you're getting married, I guessed I'd be married here too, where I grew up."

"Peeta, you told him?"

"Yeah, he told me, about two weeks ago."

"He only proposed to me two days ago."

"Whoops."

This is the second to the last chapter. Well, I have more stories, make sure to read those. I have a story I have not updated yet, It's called "The amnesiac" and you guessed it right, someone has amnesia. :P I have not updated it yet because of this near-ending story. And for those who've read it, it will be updated as soon as I finish this. So yeah.

(As of January 14, 2011, The Amnesiac has been deleted. A new story stands in it's place. It's called "Forgotten".)

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