A/N: Okay, that wait was way longer than expected. I really do sound evil now, haha. A new book came out and I've been reading it and not been able to focus. And tommorrow's homecoming! weeeeeee! Anyway, here's chapter 12, finally. Becuase you know it's all that's been on your minds *sarcasm* And my medical knowledge is very small so, don't yell at me for getting an injury wrong or some thing, review! love you guys!

Chapter 12

"Mercury!" I cry.

I rush up to his body and turn it over. I try to remember what to do when you think someone died. I put my finger under his nose. I think I might feel a little brush of air every five seconds, but it's faint. I try to find his pulse, but I have no idea where to find it. I recall some people putting two fingers on their neck. I try this. I feel a slight beating by his throat. Ooo! A pulse, the excitement almost makes me flail.

I shake his shoulders, "Mercury?" I don't stop until he gasps for air.

He starts coughing. "What happened?" he asks, disheveled and nervous.

"I'm not sure, Telly and I ran that way, while you got the weapons," I explain. "Do you remember?"

He looks at me strangely, like he has no idea what situation he's in. "Remember what?"

"Me, Telly, our alliance," I say, waiting for a reaction. He stares at me blankly. "Mercury, you're in the Hunger Games." You and I kissed.

"Haha," he laughs nervously. "No, this is a joke isn't it?"

I gape at him. He really lost his memory. I can't last too long can it?

"There's no way. I know the rebels won the war, but there's no way I'm in the Hunger Games."

As if on cue, a knife flies past my eye, almost cutting off my nose. On instinct, Mercury pulls out the bow, aims an arrow, and shoots towards the source. It hits a girl with curly blonde hair and blue bangs. She coughs out blood, and falls to the ground.

"Yes, there is," I reply to Mercury.

"That's not real, it can't be."

"You know it could," I say, hoping he starts remembering things. He still looks confused. I sigh, "come on, we should get out of here before we become sitting ducks."

I give him a backpack, and he gives me the sword. After, we run from the Cornucopia. I make sure Mercury is following me. He is, probably thinking that he has no other choice. We keep moving in silence until dark.

"We should probably camp here for the night," I say, trying to take on the leader's role, since the other one is confused.

We stop between two tall trees. We are shaded by their pines, and the gap between them is just enough space for three people to sleep. I take a sleeping bag out of my bag, and lay it out. Telly takes one out for herself. I lay mine out for Mercury.

"This is your bed until it's time for your watch," I say.

"We're sharing a bed?" he asks.

"No," I correct him, "using resources."

They both settle down, while I stand, leaning against the tree. As I think about it, the responsibility just handed to me weighs on my shoulders. My eyebrows crease, thinking about our next move. I'm going to try to stay on the defensive, instead of attacking someone else. I don't want anyone to get killed. Even though at least two of us will die, most likely all three, but Mercury has a very good chance, if he starts to remember things.

Suddenly, music blasts from speakers. It's not the Capitol anthem, but then again, why would it be. It's probably the new anthem of Panem. I jump, almost slicing the tree I'm standing by in half. Mercury scrambles out of his sleeping bag as well. The faces of the fallen tributes show in the sky. There are thirteen dead, out of which, I recognize Telly's partner, and the girl Mercury shot.

"What happened at the Cornucopia?" I ask Mercury, who is now wide awake, hoping for answers.

"All I remember is being hit in the head," he replies.

"Do you think it might be a concussion?"

"No, I've had concussions before, I've forgotten more," he says. Then he sees the sad look on my face. "But the memories always come back."

I smile a little.

"So what happened between us, that made you care about me so much?" he asks. "I would have dropped myself a while ago, if I were you."

I want to tell him we kissed, but he'll probably just look at me weird and say I'm hallucinating. I try to think of something else. "We made a promise that we'd protect each other. We formed an alliance, I don't like to break those."

Telly stirred in her sleep.

"You should go to bed," I tell Mercury.

"No, I'll take watch, you go to bed." He gets up and dusts off his pants.

"No, I-"

"We promised to protect each other, right? We made an alliance?" he asks with such passion, I want to kiss him again. I'm falling so hard. Life sucks so much.

I nod. He takes my position on the tree as I crawl into the sleeping bag. I drift off into a light sleep.