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They take Katniss and Peeta back in the Justice Building, where they get an hour of goodbyes. I run to Catnip's room like there is no tomorrow. But her family beats me to it. I decide I want to go last, so she will think about what I want to tell her.
Three minutes later, I hear Peeta's mother screaming, "Well I think that there will finally be a winner for district twelve this year. She's a survivor that one." Bitch. Can't even wish her youngest son good luck in the games he will surly lose?
They come out before Katniss' family does. Why not? I enter his room as I see Mr. Mellark going for her room. All's fair in love and war.
I burst in. "Listen up townie," I say. He looks almost frightened by my presence. He looks on the verge of tears, but not quite ready to let them spill. "I don't care what kind of sappy life you live here, but Catnip is coming home." He looks at me like it was obvious.
"Of course she is. I love her, and I will do whatever it takes to get her home," Love?
"No. You do whatever the hell it takes. Got that?" my voice is shaky. "Because I promise you this, if you come home, and she doesn't, I will make you wish you never even born." He looks terrified. Good. I did my part.
I go and wait as Madge takes her turn. When she comes out crying, I wait only a minuet to see if anyone else was coming. They weren't. I have no more excuses.
When I come in, I open my arms immediately. She doesn't hesitate to come into them.
"Listen," I say. I instruct her on what to do right when she gets in the arena.
"You can't let them starve. Please Gale?" She asks me with those big grey eyes I love so much.
"I won't. Catnip?" she looks up at me. This would be easier if we had more time. "I… I…" tick tock Gale.
"What is it Gale?" she asks worried. The door starts to open.
"I love you!" Her eyes look up at me, and for the first time, start to water.
"I love you too," the guard grunts, signaling he will come get me if he has to.
"Then come back to me," I say, with a smile and tears in my eyes. Then out of nowhere, she leans up on her tip-toes and kisses me on the mouth. I pull her closer to me, something I have wanted to do since… a long time. Then the guard pulls me out, and I leave her in there screaming my name.
I lean my head against the door. "Catnip…" All I want is for her to come home safe.
The day after she leaves, is the worst. I can't stop thinking about her, about our kiss, about how she said that she loved me too.
That night, before she even goes on any of the screens, I had nightmares and cried in my sleep.
The night of the tribute parade, I almost have a heart attack. She come out, literally on fire. She doesn't remind me anything of Katniss, waving and blowing kisses. It almost makes me laugh when Peeta goes for her hand and she totally rejects him, blowing a kiss with that hand and catching a rose with the other.
She is so beautiful in her flames, smiling and waving. I love her so much. And right as she is coming in the gates again, she looks up at the camera, and says "I love you," very clearly. Everyone in the seam already thinks that we are a couple, so when I walk towards the screen whispering I love her back, their assumptions are confirmed.
Eleven! My Catnip got an eleven! All by her big girl self. I knew that she could do it.
As I tuck Posey in, she looks up at me with those big brown eyes. "Is Katniss going to come home," she has tears in her eyes now.
"Of course she is. I promise." Alright. So I don't know if Catnip is coming home. But I couldn't stand those watery brown eyes that made me want to go to the ends of the world just to get her exactly what she needs from me.
"Swear it?" she still sounds unsure, but I think I am convincing her.
"I swear it. Do you really think I would leave Katniss all by herself, if I didn't think she was coming back?" she giggles at my sarcasm, that she doesn't know is sarcasm, and shakes her head.
"Good. Now get some sleep rosy Posey. We have a big week ahead of us," And it's not a lie.
That night, I dream of Katniss coming home, and her running up to me. I dream that she falls into my arms and tells me she loves me. I whisper it back to her. And when I wake up, I think I would rather be asleep, with my Catnip, instead of watching her prepare to go to her death.
The night of the interviews, I get bored pretty fast. The only people I pay attention to are the boy from two, the girl from five, and the boy from eleven. Those are the only kids that I think stand even a chance against Katniss.
When it is her turn, she comes out in a red sparkly dress. She is happy and smiling. And when Caesar Flickerman asked her to twirl, she complied. And what do you know? Her dress catches fire on the bottom. Beautiful.
She talked about what she loved in the Capitol, getting roars of agreement. She talked about her strategy for tomorrow- which was grab some stuff and run like hell- and that got roars of approval. She talked about volunteering for Prim, which got sighs and an occasional yell of 'I love you Katniss'. And finally, with one minute left, Caesar asks if there is anyone back home she is fighting for.
"Actually Caesar, yes there is," roars. Cries of 'who?' and 'Katniss!'
"My, my. Who is the lucky fellow?" I am sitting in the front row for the seam people, so that is pretty much the only thing stopping me from standing up right now.
"His name is Gale Hawthorne. And I am going to win the Hunger Games so I can get back to him." Roars of approval. I don't know where my Katniss went, but this Katniss is bringing her home to me. That I know for sure.
I am so lost in my little daze of happiness that I almost don't even notice that Peeta just said he loves my Catnip in front of all of Panem. Almost.
"I'm so sorry Peeta, that's just bad luck," Caesar says.
When I said do whatever the hell it takes to get her home, I meant in the games, not before!
Tonight my dreams haunt me. Katniss still comes home and jumps into my arms, but she turns to Peter or whatever his name is and kisses him. Right in front of me. And worst of all, she says she loves Peeta now, not me.
I wake up screaming.
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