This is for LBOE and Oblivious to the Obvious, because they make me smile.

Dinner was spent talking about strategies again; this time for what to do in the training center. Honestly if anyone else heard this conversation it would be like we have never seen one before. But it is what it is and they decided I was the brains and Cato was the brawn. That's how it's always been. It doesn't matter that we are both intelligent or that we are both vicious fighters; due to the nature of our gender these are the rolls we play. You think in a situation like, oh I don't know, fighting to our deaths it wouldn't matter. I was just sick of talking about the same things we heard in training back home.

But I am a good career. I nod and answer when they are looking for confirmation that I understood what they were saying, all while silently willing my dinner to stay in my stomach because I can feel the fatigue in my body from the past two real meals not staying down. I don't think this one is going to stay either. "Excuse me." was all I managed to get out before I was out of my chair and on the way to the bathroom. Calmly of course, it's not like I wanted everyone to find out the fact one of their killing machines is pregnant.

God. This is fucked up. At least I remembered to turn the shower on before I started gagging. When I was sure I was done, I hopped into the shower scrubbing till my skin was red and raw.

I must have been in here a while because there was a knock on the door and Cato's voice asking me if I was okay. Yeah I am fan-fucking-tastic. We're going into the games in a few days, I'm pregnant, and you're on a suicide mission. Of course I'm not fucking okay.

I shut off the shower, because I have just been standing there for a good ten minutes in the hot water, and wrap the towel around my body before stepping out. Of course he would just walk into the bathroom. My boyfriend has no respect for my privacy. Damn. I'm in a really bitchy mood today…"Fine."

He looks at me like he doesn't believe me. Good. Realize I am mad at this whole situation. "I'm sure." He says sarcastically crossing his arms over his chest.

"Look, I'm in a shitty mood. I'm tired. I just want to be left alone." I say while pulling my clothes on. This is becoming a regular occurrence. I wonder how he would feel if I just constantly was in the room while he changed… Actually he'd probably like it.

Cato puts his hands up in mock surrender, "Okay fine. Be a bitch when all I'm doing is making sure you're okay."

I put my wet hair into a messy bun and sigh, "Sorry. I don't wanna fight. I'm just annoyed." We were silent and he was just looking at me. "Can I help you?" I laugh turning around.

"Sometimes I forget how beautiful you are." he says quietly wrapping his arms around my waist and hoisting me up onto the sink.

I laugh, wrapping my arms and legs around him, "Someone's feeling love-y dove-y tonight."

He gave me a sad smile, pushing a stray hair off my forehead, "yeah well, it's not like I have much more time to do it."

"Can we not talk about that for the next couple days of training? We can just act like we're at home and everything is normal." I ask desperately needed a yes answer. I kissed him softly hoping he knew how badly I wanted him to agree with me.

Cato sighs, "A couple days and we'll be in the arena, surrounded by cameras 24/7."

Sadly, he was right. I hop off the counter and sigh. We seem to be doing that a lot too. "Fine, but we're not talking about this here." he nods taking my hand and pulling me out of the bathroom to the elevator.

"We'll be back in an hour." He says to the three curious eyes watching us.

"Where are you going?" Atila asks skeptically. She is responsible for us, I guess. At least she knows how to do her job.

Cato looks back at her as he says, "The roof."

"You can't jump, there's a force field." Enobaria says a slight smile on her face.

"Thanks for the tip. That's exactly what we were gunna do." He says sarcastically as the door shuts. "She drives me crazy." I give him a look that clearly says, 'at least she isn't your mentor' and all he does is laugh pulling me against his chest.

The doors opened and he led me out to the edge of the building over looking the city. "Its sick how beautiful this place is." I said taking it all in. I wish we were here in different circumstances because this would be perfect. And for a second, while Cato pulled me into his side and I loosely wrapped my arms around his waist, it felt like everything was okay.

"I hope it's a girl." He said quietly, not looking at me but the city.

"Why?"

"Cause then she'd be just like you."

I smiled and held him a bit tighter as we over looked the city. "I want a boy, I think. They have to be easier to raise."

He laughed, "If you ask my mom they're not. I was a demon child."

"Well, something's never change."

Cato scoffed, finally looking down at me. "Rude."

"You set yourself up for that one." I smirked kissing him quickly.

He shook his head and went back to over looking the city. We were in silence for a long time. I was hoping he would avoid this conversation for a little while longer, while he was probably trying to find the right words. "You'll make sure my parents are a part of her life, right?" I nodded. "But don't let them spoil her." I wanted to tell him we had no idea what it was yet, but the determination in his voice that it was a girl was too cute and ridiculously heart breaking at the same time.

"Andenl will either way. He's probably already buying presents." I said trying to keep my voice steady. All of this crying these days is really killing my inner fighter.

"You told him?" I nodded. "Hmm. that's good. I tried but I couldn't. I was honestly afraid he'd kick my ass."

I snuggle into his side a bit more my focus on the sound of his heartbeat and not the city now. "He promised not to say anything till I came home. He figured out your plan before I did. He says he loves you."

Cato's arms tightened around me a bit, "He was okay?"

"No, but I think he understood why. You're his little brother of course he wants you to come home. Hell if the situation was different he probably would have told you to make sure to win at all costs."

"But things aren't that simple." he said letting me go and starting to pace. "I have thought of every possible scenario and the one I am wishing for is where it's just you and me in the end, because I know then that you're safe… I want your face to be the last thing I see…"

I was crying again. Jesus Christ. I'm a real tough one from 2. I bet right now even ants aren't scared of me. "Then we'll make sure that's how it is. We're a dangerous pair and everyone is going to know it."

He smiled at me. He knew he won. I can't change his mind. It's too late for that. And if you can't beat them join 'em. If he wanted to make it to the final two then I would make sure we did. Even if it meant I'd have to be the one to end him…

That thought made me feel sick. I cant kill him. There is no way. I couldn't. I cant. I know I'm not strong enough to be the one to end his life. I'd be like ending my own.

I was snapped out of it when I felt his hands on my face. "You gotta stop this crying thing. I don't know how to handle it."

All I could do was laugh a little bit while he wiped the tears off my face. "I can't help it. Blame your unborn child that's fucking with my emotions." He grabbed my hands and began walking backwards to the elevator. Had it been an hour already? Did we really spend that much time in silence? Did we even accomplish anything?

"If you cry in the area I will be forced to kick your ass." He jokes pushing the button for our floor.

I roll my eyes, "If I cry in the area feel free to try and kick my ass. You'd lose that fight."

"Can you please cry in the area? Like straight up bawl over nothing like a hang nail?" my boyfriend ladies and gentlemen. What a genius. Not.

Again I roll my eyes as we get to our floor, "Yes, cause that's going to get us all the sponsors."

Cato laughed, pulling me past the watchful eyes of our caretakers. "No it'll just make me laugh. Really hard. For a long time."

I tried really hard to sleep but I couldn't. The conversation was running through my head again and again. He was so sure he could make me win. What if I didn't? You have to look at every scenario as he said. So what if I was the one to die from some freak accident? What would happen to the boy whose arms and legs I was tangled in at this very moment?

He'd see red. All of the plans in his head would be shot the hell. He'd make a mistake. Maybe he was right. One of us was going to slip up trying to protect the other. I just didn't know which one of us would be the one to fuck up and as I fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat, one dangerous feeling plagued me; I was desperate to find a way out of this whole thing. With both of us alive.

The training center was eerily similar to the one we had back home. It was comforting. And while I was supposed to be listening to someone tell us the rules, my eyes locked on the swords. I needed to take some stress out. She dismissed us to work on our own and I distantly heard Cato say something about trying something new.

"Hello? Anyone home?" A voice, Marvel I realized once I looked at him, said waving their hand in my face.

I shake my head and give him a soft smile, "Yes, ferocious bunny?"

He glares at me a little, "You heard that?"

"Of course I did. And I plan on calling you that from now on." I joke, sticking my tongue out at him. "So, what did you need?"

"I asked you if Cato said anything about the alliance."

"In passing yeah. It was kinda obvious it'd happen though." I said over my shoulder as I walked to the bow and arrows, catching Cato's figure out of the corner of my eye at the spears. He was watching me a slight scowl on his face. What's his deal?

Marvel nodded. "Yeah. I figured it'd be better to ask and make sure. He sort of put himself in charge."

I picked up the bow and felt the weight, I had used one before. It wasn't my best but I was okay. I could at least hit a target, unlike some. coughGLIMMERcough.

"He does that." I said before releasing an arrow, a little outside of the heart, fatal enough. Maybe I am not as bad at this as I thought.

"I'm fine with it," Marvel said from behind me picking up his own bow and arrows. "Leadership is not one of my strong points."

I laugh, sarcastically, and release another arrow. "Cause that's something you should admit in a room full of enemies."

He shrugged. "Admitting weakness only makes you stronger. At least according to my mentor, hence why I am at the bow and arrow station with you. I can't do this shit very well."

"You should probably practice then." What the hell is this kids angle? I glance at him long enough to see the trainer helping him reposition himself. I shake my head again and grab another arrow. Envisioning I was really at home and my friends were all around me. I let out a deep breath and shot the arrow right into the dead center of the bull's-eye.

"You know, if this is something your bad at, I'm afraid to see you use a weapon your good at." He says hitting the target in the shoulder.

I turn so I am facing him, "If I get a sword in my hand, and you're on the receiving end, I suggest running as fast as you can."

"That good, huh?"

"The best." I smirk and turn back to my target. "And I say that only after being told so my whole life."

Marvel came around so he was facing me, forgetting about his own attempts at shooting the old fashioned weapon. "What else are you good at?"

Enobaria warned us about this, other people getting close to learn as much as they could to beat you. If he thought I was that stupid he had another thing coming. "You're gunna have to wait and find out, I guess."

"MARVEL" a voice yelled. The bow trainer who was a good distance away. "Why don't you do something useful instead of flirting with her, yeah?"

A few people in the area snickered and he just shrugged with an arrogant smirk on his face, "What can I say? I'm a sucker for a pretty face."

The trainer glared, "Not the time, or place. Go." Marvel winked at me before walking away. I rolled my eyes. That kid is a piece of work. I felt Cato's eyes boring into the back of my head. Great he heard that.

I slowly looked back at him. He had an even bigger scowl on his face. I shrugged and he rolled his eyes. He was mad. Wonderful.

I mouthed the words 'stop it' at him and he just glared some more. Finally huffing he picked up and spear and tossed it at the dummy, probably with all his might because it definitely was visible through the other side. He was probably picturing Marvel.

The two of us have sick jealously issues we really should work out. Too bad there isn't any time. With a sigh I went back to shooting the targets in front of me. Who the hell peed in his cheerios this morning?

At least Atila didn't scream about our sleeping arrangement again this morning. He should be in a good mood. We're in a damn training center, his home away from home. I saw him walk over to the knives station so I followed.

"Why are you so pissy today?" I said lowly, from my spot next to him at the station. He hit the button and the targets started moving, he was taking them out ridiculously fast.

Once he was done he started at his work and spoke just as low as I did, "Marvel. He said some things about you."

I laughed, "So did Glimmer."

"About you?" he asked giving me a quizzical look. Oh my God.

"No." I said with an eye roll, "About you idiot."

He looked to the bow and arrow station where she was still at. "Really, what did she say?" I hit his chest and walked away. "What?" I just rolled my eyes and kept walking to the survival stations. He could be such and idiot. But he was my idiot.

LBOE; thank you a million times over. I appreciate your compliments soo much. Like i cant even begin to tell you. Sometimes my pacing hits a sang so i dont know. i feel like it did in this one. but you know a writer is never fully happy with their work so i guess thats where i am.

Oblivious to the Obvious; im sorry this took so long. lol i feel bad. but i couldnt figure out how to have them words their conversation. I hope it came out well and was worth the wait. THANK YOUUUUU.. you should update too. jussaying...

These first couple chapters have been all about Cato and Val in like a love bubble so get ready for shit to hit the fan in the next few chapters. You saw a bit of asshole Cato in this and he is only going to get worse, i know hes out of character a lot but in my heart i know he had emotions too. so here those are. I feel like this is the kind of person he was outside of the games so by bringing in someone he is ridiculously close with those are going to show more.
But dont worry he is still gunna be a killling machine.
so... anyone hve anything they want me to put into this during the arena part? im looking at like 4-6 chapters for that, i have a section of that planned out but i feel like its gunna lag a bit...