Author's Note: Hello Mockingjays. Who is excited for Mokcingjay Part 2? Well, I confess that I don't want to watch it and it be the end of our favorite saga, The Hunger Games has been part of my life for over 2 years now and it will always be. Well, and so we continue with our plan. What is going to happen? Please ready end of chapter notes. Here is chapter 36. Enjoy

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Chapter 36

Peeta's POV

As the days start to pass by I can sense Katniss's mood changing. She is going back to being trapped in her own darkness and turning off the world surrounding her. Whenever I leave her sitting on the couch to go and prepare us a meal she doesn't move an inch or says anything. I'm starting to get really worried.

Gale's arrival is schedule in two days and Katniss is really on the edge. Last night I prepared us some cookies and hot tea and we cuddled by the fireplace, where we both fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms. When I woke up this morning she was staring blankly at the ashes, I tried talking to her but all she would do is nod or shake her head. So I got up and came to the kitchen to prepare us some breakfast, and she moved to sit on the couch, where she is right now staring at the wall.

The memories of the episode when Katniss lied completely emotionless in my arms come back haunting me. What if she leaves me again? I don't think I'm stable enough to hold it all together for the both of us, but at the same time I need to find a way to make Katniss let it all out, I can feel how much this is killing her little by little.

As I bring a tray of pancakes and muffins to the living room I noticed that, as I was expecting, she hasn't moved from her spot on the couch. I place the tray on the coffee table and sit close to her.

"Hey baby, I brought us some breakfast." I whisper. She doesn't move or say anything. "Come on Katniss, talk to me." I try. Nothing. "Please love. Katniss, can you hear me?" Slowly she turns her head towards me and I catch a single tear falling down her beautiful face and wipe it off with my thumb. I start caressing her cheek slowly as I stare straight into her beautiful silver eyes.

"P-peeta…" She whispers, her voice barely auditable.

"I'm right here. It's okay baby, let it go." I say, and she does. She wraps her arms around my neck as powerful sobs shake her body. I can imagine what she must be feeling, It feels like all the memories of the morning I found her on the couch crying in pain are more vivid than never, it feels like it just happened. If it feels so real to me, it definitely feels even more real for her.

I wrap my arms around her small figure tightly and whisper soothing words in her ear. I let a couple of tears fall myself; it just hurts to much to see her like this. My feelings for Katniss, my love for her, is so strong that it hurts less to be tortured for months than to see her crying like this.

"It's okay, It's okay. I'm right here and I will never leave your side. Shhhh, please, calm down baby." I whisper over and over again. She is sobbing hysterically and gasping for air. "Calm down, please."

We spend a long time in there before she finally starts to calm down. I pull away slowly and wipe her wet eyes and cheeks and give her delicate pecks on her swollen lips. I feel so lost not knowing what else to do, so useless for not being able to take all this pain from her and make it my own.

I reach for a muffin and try feeding her small pieces slowly. I place her on my lap and we eat some of the food I baked. She is staring at her hands playing with her fingers and this is breaking my heart. I just want for her to be well, is it too much to ask from this life? Only I know how much Katniss already suffered and how much she is still suffering. She doesn't like bringing up the subject of her lost sister but I know how much it still hurts her, I can't blame her a bit since I don't bring the subject of my family. It feels like their memories belong deep in my heart, where nobody can steal it from me, and if I say something it will fade away.

We spend the entire day inside my house, cuddling on the couch and taking a bath together later on. We haven't gone farther than kissing since our last experience in the shower. I would never take advantage of her fragile state to try anything. So as we sit on the bathtub, I take my time caressing her body but being careful not to touch private places, I'm here to comfort her and that's it.

I don't even bother with dinner since I know that Katniss won't even touch her food as she did for lunch, and to be honest neither would I. So as I carry her from the bathroom to my bed, I make sure to dress her in warm clothes and brush her soft hair before climbing on the bed with her and pressing her small figure tightly against my chest. As I drift off to sleep the only thought on my head is tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day Gale will be here. Tomorrow is the day we are finally going to make him pay for what he has done. Tomorrow I will put my hands on him. Tomorrow….

Katniss's POV

As I drift off to sleep the same nightmare haunts me again, Gale killing my boy with the bread in many different ways right in front of me. I wake up completely paralyzed with terror; it seems more and more vivid each time. I look up to the blond haired boy sleeping next to me, it calms me a little to know that he is alive and well but not enough to bring me any assurance. A feeling deep in my chest tells me that something is going to happen tomorrow, something that will destroy my life forever.

I feel weak and faint. My heart is beating faster and faster by the minute and I feel like I'm losing control of my body. I'm scared to tell Peeta the real reason why I'm so distant these past feels days. I'm ashamed of my attitude, my weakness to fight this situation along with my Peeta. I was pathetic enough to rely on some Capitol substance, and I can feel the consequences of my act. When I was kept as a "prisoner" in the capitol, I took my chance to steal a box of it and I promised myself never to use it, until now.

I feel hot tears streaming down my face. Guilt, sadness, fear, repentance are all emotions that suffocate my chest. I'm sorry Peeta, I'm sorry for being so selfish. Please forgive me, I hope you can understand why I did this. I love you so much my dandelion…..

Peeta's POV

I don't sleep through the entire night as was expected. I wake up a few hours later and sit on the bed, watching as Katniss sleeps somehow peacefully. Even when she is sleeping I hear her shallow breaths, I touch her cheek and her skin feels cold and clammy. I'm starting to get really worried about her.

I watch the sun rising behind District 12 as I sneak out of the room and make my way downstairs to the kitchen to make some breakfast. Haymitch, Colonel Cristobal and Greasy Sae are to have breakfast with us this morning to discuss final details.

I still feel Katniss's frozen skin under my hands, she is pale and she is also losing a lot of weight since she hasn't been eating regularly. If it comes to it I will have to cancel this entire plan, I have to put her wellbeing first.

In a couple hours I have the table set and all the good on display for our guests and us. I hear someone nocking on the front door and wonder what time it is since Katniss is still sleeping upstairs.

"Good Morning child." Greasy Sae greets me as I open the door. I greet all of the guests as they pass by me.

"Where is sweetheart?" Haymitch asks.

"She is still sleeping, I guess. Sae could you check on her while I take the cheese buns out of the over?" I ask. Greasy Sae nods and makes her way upstairs. I invite Colonel Cristobal and Haymitch to have a seat while I finish Katniss's cheese buns.

Greasy Sae comes down a couple minutes later half helping half carrying Katniss downstairs. She looks even paler than before and her arms are wrapped around herself like she is freezing cold. Greasy Sae and the other two men give me a worried look.

"Hey you. Good morning." I say as I make my way towards her and wrap my arms around her small body. I feel her knees giving up on her and if I weren't holding her tightly she would fall to the ground. I try my best not to let anybody notice as I drag her to the closest hair and make her sit down. Katniss is staring at her feet and her arms are still wrapped around her.

"I made you some cheese buns." I say. She nods but doesn't say anything else, so I get up and make her a warm cut of hot chocolate and place some fresh cheese buns on a plate. When I take a sit opposite from Katniss, next to Haymitch.

"This is very good Mr. Mellark." Colonel Cristobal says after a couple minutes of silence, except for chewing noises coming from Haymitch.

"Thank you sir. I'm glad you are enjoying it." I say. I've been staring at Katniss the whole time. If it weren't for Greasy Sae bringing her food and drink to her mouth she wouldn't touch it. Something is definitely wrong I have to find out what it is.

We finish eating in silence and as soon as we are all done I invite the guests to take a sit in the living room. Katniss tries to stand up but I hold her arm and wait until everybody is out of the kitchen.

"What is happening?" I ask. She looks up at me and I instantly feel bad for sounding so harsh. "You are worrying me Katniss. You think I didn't notice that you can barely stand on our own feet?" Her eyes are watering and I can't keep this up much longer, so I drop the subject for now and place my arm on the small of her back as we walk to the living room to give her some support.

All eyes fall on us again as we enter the living room. I know they can notice something is definitely wrong and I'm glad they haven't asked anything, If Katniss doesn't feel comfortable telling me I'm sure she won't open up to anybody else.

"Well, as you all know the "big day" is tomorrow. I just wanted to go over any final questions and details before we take action." Colonel Cristobal starts once we are all seated; Katniss is sitting next to me leaning her head on my shoulder.

We spend the next hour or so going over the plan over and over again and I keep thinking of the many ways it could fail. What if Gale finds out first? What if any of the technology fails? What if something goes wrong? I couldn't handle to be responsible for anybody getting hurt, especially the silver eyed girl next to me.

As soon as we are all done our guests stand up and say their good byes before leaving, everyone except Greasy Sae. I walk both men to the front door before returning to the leaving room. Katniss is sitting on the same spot and Greasy Sae is by her side holding her hand. I sit on the other side of her and wrap my arm around her back.

` "Katniss?" I ask. She looks up slowly. "Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yes, I-I-I'm just tired." She says. Her eyes are barely opened and her voice is hoarse. I place her head on my lap and start caressing her hair and face. It doesn't take long before she is asleep again.

"What is going on Boy?" Greasy Sae asks.

"I don't know Sae. I really don't know but I have to find out as soon as possible." I say and I bring my lips to her temple. We spend a long time like this, Katniss's head resting on my lap and Greasy Sae holding her hand.

So, I know that I promised to keep going with the punishment and all that bla bla bla. But I was told this idea and decided to write this weird chapter . Don't worry, the punishment WILL happen next chapter! Here is a challenge for you guys, WHAT IS WRONG WITH KATNISS? The person who gets it right first gets to choose how this story will end (well, at least give an idea on how I should end it). Thank you for reading it. Review and see you next time.