Sorry if this isn't up to my usual standards... hopefully it's not as bad as I think it is... I had the first part all typed up, tried to save but didn't have any WiFi needless to say I was pissed. Hope you like this. I have spring break coming up so hopefully I can get some more typed up soon!

Peeta POV

It takes half an hour to get to Effie's house, so I carry Demer on the way there. She complains about being able to walk herself the entire way there, but I know that she won't walk more that a minute or so before making me carry her, and I won't be able to lose her in the bustling city around us as easily.

Once we reach the house I knock swiftly in the door and before I know it, Effie's chipper form has replaced the sturdy black door.

"Hello, how are you?" She asks as she takes a step back to allow us entry.

"Oh, we're good. How are you?" I ask in return.

"Wonderful especially since I get to spend all day with this little sweetheart!" She exclaims, motioning us inside. I take a few steps inside then stop and put Demer down.

"You be good okay?" I tell her crouching down to her level. "Okay well, I hate to be leaving so abruptly but, I have to get back to Katniss." I inform them standing up and walking out the door. "Don't have too much fun without me." I shout back at them.

Effie closes the door as I round the corner, heading back to our hotel room.

"Mr. Mellark, just a moment!" The receptionist calls to me as I walk past the desk.

"Yes?" I reply, turning around to look at her.

"There has been some reports of commotion coming from your room, would you know anything about that?" She asks.

For a moment I simply stare at her before turning to the elevator and pressing the button rapidly, then, since it's taking too long, I sprint up the stairs faster than I thought possible with my leg. Once I get to the door I pause for a moment to listen to insure that no one is coming.

There are rustling noises coming from inside the room, so I don't hesitate in moving in.

The door flies open, slamming into the opposite wall. The room is trashed, clothes, furniture, and papers thrown everywhere. Katniss is nowhere to be seen. I call out her name several times before I come around a corner and see her shuffling through a giant pile of clothes.

"Katniss?" I ask, as she turns around. Her eyes are wild, hair mussed, and clothes twisted around her. "What's going on here?"

"Did you take him, take him to Effie's?" She mumbles, standing to look me in the face.

"Take who?"

"When you took her did you take him too?"

"Katniss this is crazy, what are you talking about?"

She turns away from me and mumbles, "I knew it, he's somewhere around here, just not here..."

"Honey, are you feeling okay?" I beg, reaching up to feel her forehead. "You're burning up." I inform her.

"Help me find him." She pleads with me. "They took him from us, he's here somewhere. I just know it." She blabbers on. "He's ours, we have to get him back. You have to help me."

"Why don't you get some sleep while I see what I can do okay?" I tell her, moving her back to the bed.

"We need to find him though, he's not safe, they're hurting him. Don't let them hurt him." She implores.

Once she's asleep I call a doctor so he can come look at her. She really hasn't had a freak out like this in, well actually I don't think she's ever had one this bad, except perhaps for the few months after the war. Though even then it wasn't like this. I'm hoping this is just the fever talking and she hasn't gone totally insane.

Within twenty minutes the doctor has arrived at the hotel and the receptionist calls up to let me know, not wanting to leave I just tell her to let him up.

He looks plain for the Capitol, that I'm thankful for, is wearing a white shirt, black pants, and has a large bag with him.

"Sorry to be meeting under these circumstances, but hello I'm Doctor Danan. What seems to be the problem?" He questions sitting at the foot of the bed and opening the large case he brought with him.

"Well I was gone for about an hour, as I told you on the phone, when I came back there were some complaints about some commotion coming from the room. When I got up here the room was totally trashed, like someone was looking for something. She kept talking about 'him' I don't know who he is but she insisted that he was taken from us, he was in this city, and that we needed to find him. She had a fever so I made her lay down but she's been mumbling like this since she went to sleep." I tell him gesturing towards where she lies sleeping in the middle of the bed.

He pulls out several different instruments and proceeds to check her temperature, and I don't even know what else, before he wakes her. The moment she wakes up she bolts upright, and slides all the way to the back of the bed.

"It's okay, he's just here to make sure you're okay. I'm right here." I tell her sitting next to her and taking her hand in my own, in an effort to calm her down. She relaxes a moment before looking at me, giving a slight smile, then looking back at the doctor sitting at the foot of the bed.

"Can you tell me what you were talking about earlier today?" He asks her.

She goes rigid and then replies, as though it's totally obvious. "They took him, and gave him away, he's here in the city."

"Who are they and who did they take?" He asks slowly.

"The doctors, when I went to the hospital, they took our son."

Dun, dun, dun! My evil plan is put into action!