We arrive in the rebel encampment, although it doesn't lead to any more excitement or anything else really. Every so often, we have to go out and shoot some targets for the cameras. Then we just hang out in the tent, never doing anything. Everything picks up rather fast though when Leeg 2 hits a pod. She's dead within seconds. We are promised a replacement.

None of us thought the replacement would be Peeta. No guards, nothing.

"It won't matter. The president assigned me herself. She decided the propos needed some heating up," Peeta says after he gets his number stamped. None of us make any move toward him. It's mostly just awkward. It does explain how he got sent before anyone else in 13 though. The president sent him. Katniss is worried about this. Boggs storms off with a phone pressed to his ear.

When he comes back, his face is still red and the vein on the side of his head is popping out. I'm awake all night. Katniss has a shift to guard him, so I decide to stay up with both of them. I brought my rope with me, but I decide to give it to Peeta. He probably needs it more, but he just lets it sit in his hands.

"These last couple of years must have been exhausting for you. Trying to decide whether to kill me or not. Back and forth. Back and forth," Peeta says.

"I never wanted to kill you. Except when I thought you were helping the Careers kill me. After that, I always thought of you as an ally," Katniss responds.

"Ally. Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancée. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I'll add it to the list of words I try to use to figure you out. The problem is I can't tell what's real anymore and what's made up," Peeta says.

"Then you should ask Peeta. That's what Annie does," I tell him.

"Ask who? Who can I trust?" Peeta asks. Jackson pipes up.

"Well us for starters. We're your squad."

"You're my guards."

"That too. But you saved a lot of lives in Thirteen. That's something we don't forget," she says. Peeta is quiet for a while, considering.

"Your favorite color is green?"

"That's right. And yours is orange," Katniss responds.

"Orange?"

"Not bright. Like the sunset. That's what you told me once. You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. And you always double knot your shoelaces." Katniss runs off and Peeta shrinks down in his sleeping gear. The next morning, we are called to film more propos of us shooting glass windows.

By the time we get back, Jackson has made up a game called Real or Not Real. We are split up for watches, each with a District 13 soldier. Gale takes first watch and I try to get the bit of sleep I can. I listen in to parts of the conversation. They are both asking and answering questions about 12. Then, it's my turn. Peeta asks me mostly about the games, considering I was there for both of them without being directly involved.

"I worked with the Careers."

"Real, but you didn't actually like them. You just wanted to keep them away from Katniss."

"I told Caesar I liked Katniss during our interview."

"Real."

"Katniss tried to kill me in my sleep."

"Not real. She slept the entire night with you."

"Katniss ran away from me."

"Real, but it was so she could keep you alive."

"Katniss wanted me to take the nightlock."

"Not real. She wanted both of you to do so and there would be no victor."

"Katniss is called the girl on fire."

"Real."

"Because she lights things on fire?"

"Not real. You were both dressed in flames in the tribute parade."

"I told Caesar that Katniss was pregnant."

"Real."

"She really was, but it died because she didn't want it."

"Not real. She wasn't at all, ever."

"You were there."

"Real."

"And a girl, um…Johanna?"

"Real."

"I was useless."

"Not real."

This conversation stops there. He doesn't have any more statements for me to confirm, so we just stay in the silence until my watch is over and I wake up Katniss.

Peeta has a lot of questions for her. I listen for a while. The questions seemingly never end.

The next morning, we are called up to film a real propo. This one has actual pods, but nothing too dangerous. Everyone is suited up, everyone in the squad. Then, we head out onto the square. Each of us have a section of windows to blow out, which is nothing too special, except for the fact that they fill the scene with smoke and the promises of louder special effects. Gale has to blow up a pod and we all duck.

"Pull it together 451!" Boggs says as he checks the other pods. We've been having an okay time with the acting thing.

He triggers a bomb and it blows off his legs. Then, another explosion sounds. I think Katniss went to him.

"Prepare to retreat!" Jackson yells.

"Gas! Can't go back!" I yell back. I'm closest to the camp, so I can see the stuff spilling through the streets. It's probably not gas, but I don't know another word. I just know it's lethal. Another explosion goes off and I decide to run over with the rest of them. I arrive just in time to see Mitchell's death. From the looks on Katniss' face, Peeta killed him by pushing him into the pod.

I turn around to see the black gas wave rising up above us. It's a mess as we enter into an empty apartment. I carry Mesalla in with me because we were both together at the end of the street. Katniss is crying over Boggs, who is whispering out his last words to her.

"He's gone?" I ask. Katniss nods. "We need to get out of here. Now. We just set off a streetful of pods. You can bet they've got us on surveillance tapes."

"Our radio communicators went dead almost immediately. Probably an electromagnetic pulse device. But I'll get us back to camp. Give me the Holo," Jackson says, reaching for it.

"No. Boggs gave it to me," Katniss says, bringing it closer to her.

"Don't be ridiculous," she responds.

"It's true. He transferred the prime security clearance to her while he was dying. I saw it," Homes says. I watch as Jackson and Katniss fight over the rightful leader. I really don't want to get in the middle of it.

"We have to go! I'm following Katniss. If you don't want to, head back to camp. But let's move!" Gale says, finally putting us all back into shape. Maybe he should lead us. Homes gets Peeta out of the closet.

"Boggs?" Leeg 1 asks.

"We can't take him. He'd understand. Lead on, Soldier Everdeen," I say, taking the gun from Boggs and putting it on my back. Katniss commands us to put our masks on. I put Peeta's on for him after mine. The gas was meant to suffocate us. We make our way through a courtyard where Katniss asks if we want to leave. The idea of taking the offer doesn't even cross my mind.

The next apartment looks exactly like the last one and we settle down in the living space. The television turns on and we all jump with the idea of motion sensors. Cressida tells us that all televisions in the Capitol would be doing this and that we are okay.

Then, I watch myself die.

At least according to the reports. Everyone else is also reportedly dead. They keep repeating that Katniss has died. I wonder what is going through the people in Thirteen's head. Annie? Johanna? Are they lost with the thoughts of my death? Or do they still hold onto some amount of hope? What is everyone doing in the control room? It's just like the Games, thinking about what your friends and family think about you killing another person. Maybe it will numb out. Probably not.

"So now that we're dead, what's our next move?" Gale asks as we watch the reports. We've already heard everything. After all, we were there.

"Isn't it obvious?" Peeta says. I didn't even think he was conscious. "Our next move is to kill me."

Two more chapters! This is 19-20 in the book, the next chapter will be 21-22, and then we have...well...the end (I'm avoiding that in my head). Can you believe that this story has 74 chapters? I've been working on this since December of 2011, so this has been quite a work in progress. Thanks for sticking with me :)

But, we aren't over yet! Make sure to review :)

Also, I need baby name suggestions for their child (when I write the AU where he lives). I'm terrible with names, so start sending me some!