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CHAPTER 6

Cato wanted to rip Hawthorne apart. His hand clenched the phone nearly crushing it.

"Katniss are you still there?" Cato growled through the phone. In response he heard a beep, Katniss hung up or maybe it was Hawthorne that ended the call. It irritated Cato that Hawthorne was all over her, but he didn't know why.

Cato pushed pass his office doors and swiftly ran down the stairs, not taking time to wait for the elevator. As he was ran, his phone rang.

"Hello?" He huffed.

"Where the hell are you going?" Clove screamed through the phone.

"To deal with some business." He responded and shut his phone. Cato did not know why he was so pissed just for that one reason. Katniss's life shouldn't matter to him, she just works for his family.

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Katniss stared out the window. What can she possibly do now? She just found out that her best friend loves her. The confession however wasn't too shocking because she sort figured it out back in District 12.

"Miss, there is traffic. It will take time before it gets clear." The driver told her. Katniss just nodded in response. Gale had a chauffeur bring her back home after his short confession and Katniss's blank response to it.

Katniss realized something big she forgot. Cato must have heard every single word through the phone.

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Cato stopped the brakes as he saw Hawthorne easily strolling in the park. He stepped out of his car and slammed the door shut.

"Hawthorne I need to talk to you." Cato stepped in front of Gale.

"Nice to see you too Cato." Gale smirked. Oh how much Cato fucking wished to just tear him into pieces.

"What is with your nonsense shit about liking Katniss?" Cato stared intently at Gale.

"Why the hell should you care? Damn you only knew Katniss for one to two weeks!" Gale growled. That did slightly catch Cato off guard. Why did he care?

"Well next time you want a confession to be told, keep it between you and the other person. I don't give shit about it." Cato evenly said.

"Then tell me Smith, why are you so worked up about it?" Gale crossed his arms, "You're just a cold bastard easy for money."

"Well this bastard," Cato leaned in closer narrowing his eyes, "Can get you fired."

"Get me fired and Catnip will not like that," Gale retorted.

"I don't give a shit." Cato smiled maliciously, "Where is she?"

"I sent a car home for her." Gale observed Cato, "What is she to you? Never seen you so interested in someone's life than your own?"

"She's someone special." Cato turned the other way, "Now stop butting into my life." He began walking back to his car.

"I'm not butting into your life." Gale mumbled. This won't be the last time they meet.

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"Katniss are you ok? You seem sick." Regina said worriedly. Katniss furrowed her eyebrows in response. Does she look sick?

"You seem slightly pale, maybe you should rest." Regina frowned, "I wouldn't risk of getting a sickness so I'll have the rest of your say off. How's that?" Katniss silently nodded. She was probably building up stress by thinking of Gale and Cato.

Katniss headed upstairs still confused about her day. She entered her room and sighed as she slumped down to the floor leaning against the door.

First of all she didn't know how to talk to Cato. There was a very small possibility that he didn't hear the conversation, and then there was Gale. How was she going to responded? She knew though that his feelings won't be returned. Katniss didn't feel those emotions towards Gale, all he can ever be is a best friend.

Katniss headed towards her bed and next thing she knew, she was fast asleep.

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"Cato, Katniss's sleeping and I need to go out for supplies. Eric is over at his friend's house, I'll pick him up while I'm coming home." Regina explained to Cato, then left the house. Sleeping? This early in the day? Hmm… maybe he should go to sleep too. No point in going to work now if he did all Clove was going to do is nag him.

Cato walked upstairs, he was still rather angry with Gale. Maybe he should go to training center and just take his wrath out there. As Cato walked to his room he stopped in front of Katniss's door. Is she actually sleeping? He did want to ask her some things so his hand turned the door knob and the door opened.

"She is sleeping." Cato muttered under his breath. His feet worked quicker than his mind, so currently he was standing right next to her bed. Katniss breath hitched a little and turned around, she was now facing Cato's direction. Cato however gave a lighthearted smile at Katniss sleeping face. It somehow brought a nice feeling into his heart. Cato didn't know what it meant but he liked it.

"No," Katniss whispered desperately, "Please don't die…" tears were streaming down her face now. A nightmare, Cato assumed. Must be a very bad one but she was asleep, it was like she was trapped in her dream.

He gently sat at the edge of the bed, making sure that he wouldn't wake Katniss up. Cato lightly brushed her bangs to the side and lightly grazed his thumb down on the side of her cheek.

Katniss was sleeping and just moments ago she was having a nightmare, but now it was calm, quiet, and sweet. Someone's touch had brought her back to her senses, well not completely. Katniss was still in deep sleep but it felt so real. The touch felt so real. It was a very pleasant and warm touch.

Cato abruptly stopped what he was doing. He shouldn't be doing this, it isn't right. He got off the bed and headed to the door. Cato gave one last glance at Katniss before closing door. He should never let this happen again. Nothing should go on between the two. That's how Cato implied it to be but Katniss was intriguing. Very intriguing. Gale's words were getting to Cato, why did Cato care about Katniss?

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Katniss had woke up and taken a shower. She noticed that neither Regina nor Eric was home and it was almost 5:30PM. Cato was in his office, doing work she presumed. Katniss went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. She felt bad about taking food without permission, but Regina assured her it was perfectly fine. Katniss found a piece of cake strawberry shortcake and decided maybe to give Cato a snack. It is part of her job right; helping out the Smith family. She however did want to talk to Cato. Katniss brewed some coffee and headed upstairs with the piece of cake and cup of coffee. She hesitantly knocked on the door.

"Come in." Katniss opened the door and stood there by the doorway.

"Umm… thought you could use some food?" Katniss's words came out like a question.

"Just place it here." Cato pointed to the space on the small wooden table, which had a pile of paperwork and such. However he made no eye contact with her, his eyes were focused onto his paperwork. Katniss placed it down and uncomfortably stood there. She wanted to ask a question but it was a strange. How was she suppose to ask, 'Were you in my room earlier when I was sleeping?' The touch she felt earlier felt so real and so familiar to Cato's hand. Katniss also wanted to know if he heard Gale's confession. He sure acted like nothing happened.

"Sit." Cato patted to the seat next to him on the couch. Katniss sat down but more at the edge of the couch. There was an agonizing silence between them and Cato broke it by lifting the piece of cake.

"Come here." He motioned her closer. Katniss was unsure about this but edged a little bit closer.

"That's barely an inch. I'm not going to eat you if that's what you're worrying about," Cato smirked. Katniss moved in closer keeping a good distance between the two.

"Open your mouth." He demanded.

"W-What? Why?" Katniss asked in confusion.

"Just open it."

"B-but…" Maybe talking to Cato wasn't such a good idea.

"Open them or I'll open them for you." Cato narrowed his eyes. Katniss slightly opened her mouth and was going to close them but she felt a light spongy softness stuck into her mouth.

"Eat the cake for yourself." Cato handed her the plate, "I'm not that hungry." Katniss studied him at first but took the plate anyhow.

"So why are you here? I don't think it's because you're worrying about my diet." Cato asked.

"Maybe it is." Katniss retorted.

"Well it isn't." Cato looked towards her.

"It' nothing really…" she responded, "Umm…" she began to ask the questions she had come there for however she was caught off guard as she felt a touch at the corner of her mouth.

"There was some cream at the corner of your mouth," Cato licked his thumb, "So I helped you get it off."

"You couldn't just tell me?" Katniss glared at him. She could feel a blush creeping up onto her face. It was only a small touch so why did she feel tingly all over her body?

"Nope." Cato smirked once again, "Hey why are you blushing?"

"I'm not!" She defended. Even though they were bickering it was a sweet moment. A moment where there was no tension and weirdness between.

Too bad that moment didn't last very long.

Regina had just gotten home and called for the two, "Cato, Katniss there's someone at the door looking for you two. His name is Gale."

Not much of a cliffy... I think... well maybe it is? Anyhow there sure were more fluff in this chapter!=)

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