Our kiss is interrupted by a robotic voice booming through the speakers.

"Prepare for landing".

I stare into Gale's charcoal gray eyes while the hovercraft descends. I realise I haven't properly acknowledged how important Gale was to me. He was more than just a hunting partner, he was my best friend. Basically a part of me, my other half.

"I love you." I say, without hesitation. Because I do love him, I was just oblivious to it for a long time.

A smile spreads across his face and it turns into a cheeky grin. "I know," I am just about to get offended, but then I realise it's what I said to him, 2 years ago.

"Hey!" I say playfully, teasing him.

"I love you too, but you already know that." He smirks.

I feel the hovercraft landing on the smooth surface of the forest floor. Earlier this month, our team has been cutting down trees so that we could have a nice clearing for a hovercraft landing. As I said before, everything has been planned out to a T. We just need to do it, the plan is basically foolproof. Since Beetee has moved back to his home district of 3, he has been a sort of insider. We are just operating under his genius brain. At first it was hard for me to look him in the eye since he definitely had taken part in making the bomb that killed my beautiful little sister, but I have learned to forgive and forget.

Preston and Co. will be circling over our heads invisibly, ready to capture the bad guys.

Me and Gale will have to walk for half an hour to the gray, dirty and abandoned warehouse and then proceed with our plans. Landing in front of the warehouse would be a stupid mistake.

Even though this is my first time here, I have the walk completely memorised, thanks to the super amazing computer in which you can take a virtual walk through anywhere. I still haven't gotten used to all the technology yet, but I managed.

I don't mention the kiss in fear that I might get distracted, and Gale doesn't mention it either, so we end up walking in silence.

Halfway through the walk me and Gale split up to follow the plan. I have dreaded this moment. The moment I have to go alone, with no one to defend me. Except for maybe Preston circling in the air. But I don't think that counts.

"Gale..."

"Catnip. I'll see you on the other side, okay?" He says quietly.

"What if you or I... don't make it?" I replied.

Gale lets out a stiff laugh and stares into my eyes.

"Weren't you the one who assured me earlier that we'll make it?"

"I know..but what if?" I mumbled.

"Hey, don't say that." Gale assures. He points to the sky and I look up. "Preston is above us, remember? Don't be worried, we'll make it, I promise."

I nod and he gives me a quick kiss, I'm pretty sure it could have been longer, but Preston watching our every move makes me go our separate ways.

As I walk further, the number of trees decrease. Over time, I begin to see all the new glass buildings of District 3 in the distance. It actually looks pretty advanced, compared to District 12's new buildings. I guess we just want to stick with our pre-bombing look.

I approach the gray warehouse and I find that it is much bigger than I intended it to be. It's the size of a factory. There could be hundreds of people in there.

I realise that worrying will not help, it will only make it worse.

I proceed with the plan.

Take wood from the pile near the door.

Start blocking the entrance.

Set a trap for those who might have escaped.

Find Gale without being seen.

Give a signal to Preston.

The things I have to do is nothing compared to Gale. We made it so simple since I am..weak. I realise that once I block this door, I will not only lock Team CaSo in, but Gale as well. I wonder how my mother is doing, how Annie is doing, how Johanna is doing and how Peeta is doing as well. I hate it when I have time to myself, because guilt rushes in.

The rebellion has affected us all, but who has had the worst injury? Some may think that it is me, but it's just because I was in the spotlight.

But don't let the bright lights blind you.

I'm done. It took longer than I thought it would, considering the fact that I just needed to hammer some wood in a door frame and setting a simple snare. But it doesn't matter, I'm just going to have to wait a shorter time for Gale.

I make my way around the warehouse carefully, so I'm not seen. The prisoners must suspect something now, if they're smart. And if they managed to hijack a train and find me, then they are. But considering the fact that they chose a building with only two exits as their headquarters, they might just be a little bit stupid.

Getting in unnoticed will be easy, but the hard part is getting out. I remember when I went to school and my teacher taught us about these silly myths our ancestors told. Gods from an ancient civilization. Everyone thought it was stupid, but I was genuinely interested, which was a big surprise since I am never interested in anything. I am going into the underworld of Hades, and escaping will be next to impossible*.

I sneak into the warehouse, and I see a very small red 'X' on the side of the door. Good, that indicates that Gale made it this far. I never realised how much secret codes can help.

The warehouse is just one long hallway with various rooms connecting from it. The second and third floor is identical, but we (a.k.a Research Team) strongly suspect (or hope) that it's not being used.

I pass all the rooms carefully, keeping my eye out for Gale. Once I find him, we can signal for Preston to come.

Surprisingly, I don't encounter a soul. Which makes me both anxious and happy. Anxious because this might have been for nothing. What if our suspicions are wrong? What if this is just an abandoned warehouse? Another possibility is that they might be hiding somewhere to attack me and Gale. Happy because I don't need to attack anyone.

All the doors along the hallway are open but the one at the end is closed. It's right next to the staircase and the door frame around it is rotting away.

I open the door to find my worst nightmare.

Gale is strapped tightly with a thick on a chair, a man wearing a black mask which conceals his identity. A gun is rested on Gale's right temple, ready to shoot through his brain.

"Did you think it would be that easy, Miss Mockingjay?" A deep voice booms.

A/N- I KNOW I'M REALLY SORRY BUT I JUST LOVE CLIFFHANGERS.

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*-yes I know that it will be highly implausible for the future to remember about Greek gods but I just re-read the Percy Jackson series again and I couldn't resist putting this here :P