A/N: I really expected a better response. But I did finally get an answer, so here we go. Oh, and to clear some confusion, it was a few days in when last chapter happened.

"You talked during the viewing! I win!" Posey shouts on our way home.

"Yea, yea. Okay." I still can't believe it. Catnip did that?

"Come on boys, off to bed. Gale, will you put Posey to sleep for me?" Mom asks. I need to talk about this. She can help; Maybe.

"I don't wanna go to bed!" Posey shouts.

"Do you want your new dolly?" I ask tiredly.

"Yes." She pouts.

"Then off to bed for you," I say. She runs to put her pajamas on, and I tuck her in.

"Good night Rosy Posey," I whisper. As she closes her eyes, I leave.

"Are you alright Gale?" mom asks. I almost yell, 'Of course I'm not! You can't see something like that and then just be okay!' Almost.

"She was going to kill him. Just like that. She didn't even think twice about it."

"But, she missed," that's not the point I am trying to make.

"I don't care that he survived. I care that the games are changing her. You know what she told me before she left?" I ask. She shakes her head no. "I told her that she had the best chance of survival. Because she has so much training, you know? Well she said to me, 'I don't think I can do this Gale. They are people, kids!' and I was half proud, half scared to death. I was proud, because of the type of person she was. Scared because, if she refused to kill anybody, she would die."

My mother looks at me sympathetically. "She hasn't changed Gale, she just adapted to her environment. I guarantee that when she comes home, she be the same old Katniss we know and love."

She has a point there. "But how could she just try and shoot Peeta? He is the only tiny sliver of hope for protection over her!"

"Well, lucky Rue pushed him out of the way then." I glare at her.

"At what cost? I don't even understand how we missed an alliance with Peeta and Rue. It makes no sense."

"Is that really what you want to talk about?"

"No," I say. My mother is always going straight to the point. looking down so I don't cry. I'm just glad Katniss didn't. "Rue looked so much like Prim. I can't believe she didn't ball like a baby."

"I know. I still can't believe it. Rue, that tiny girl, is dead," my expression hardens.

"We don't know that, she could still be alive."

I still can't get the image out of my head. She pulled out her bow and arrow and pointed it at Cato. He turned for his sword, but she had already moved on. She pointed it at Peeta. She took a deep breath and let it fly. I heard a girl scream, and froze: terrified. Rue jumped in front of Mellark, taking an arrow to the shoulder.

'Rue!' Katniss and Mellark screamed at the same time. They tried to run over to her, but Rue had taken off already. Mellark gave her a dirty look and ran after her.

'Not good enough,' Cato said. How stupid can one person be?

'I'll tell you what isn't good enough,' Katniss said turning around. 'You, you aren't good enough.' She pulled out her bow and arrow once again. The other two careers stood behind her, knowing it was pointless to try and stop her –there for stupid to try and save him. - He looks appalled- frightened.

'What's the matter? Can't handle the big bad arena by yourself?' she cocked her head. 'Or did you finally realize that I am the best player here? Even compared to you.' He growled at her.

But she smiled. 'I guess we will never know what is going on in that stupid little head of yours.' He opens his mouth to say something, but she shoots an arrow through it. Boom, went the cannon. No more Cato.

My mother pulls me out of my trance. "Maybe the little girl will survive."

I am tempted to roll my eyes. "Mellark isn't a healer. If he went anywhere near her wound, he would probably just make it worse. Giver her blood poisoning or something," I go into my room before I do something stupid, like cry.

The next day, we are summoned to watch the games. We watch a recap of what happened while we were gone. Rue is barley clinging to life. Mellark is hunting down Katniss now. Terrific, just great. I'm going to kill him, if he manages to return. Katniss and the two other careers are at the lake, under her command.

"Who all is left?" asks Clove.

"You guys, the boy from three, girl from four, Foxface, girl from ten, eleven and me and Peeta. So we are down to the final nine."

"Make that six," Marvel says pointing to two figures coming closer.

Katniss takes a knife and throws it at the girl. The cannon sounds, and the boy looks up.

"I just want to make a deal with you," he says, hands raised.

Marvel raises his eyebrow. "What kind of deal?"

"I'll protect your supplies in exchange for protection," he says, looking back at the girl. I can see now that he is the boy from three, and she was the girl from ten. Odd pair.

"We don't need to protect our supplies. Besides, how could you? You're too scrawny to fend off attackers," Katniss says, raising her bow.

"Please, I can set up bombs around the pile," he begs. Shoot him now! Dammit Katniss!

"Hold on," says Clove. I silently curse her. "What if he is useful? I mean, if he can set up bombs…"

"No. we don't need it. We don't need him. We are already down to the top seven already."

"Yea Clove," says Marvel. He has been blindly following Katniss since she shot Cato. "We can protect our supplies ourselves."

"If you shoot him, I'll kill you," she says with a wide grin. Funny, she thinks she's being clever.

"Alright," says Katniss, turning around. "I won't kill him," She still has her arrow strung.

"Good," says Clove. And those where her last words. Catnip shoots her in the heart.

Down to final six, soon to be five.

"Any last words?" asks Katniss.

"Make it fast," Three says, closing his eyes. And I can't really tell, but I swear he had a tear coming down his cheek. Pathetic.

"Okay," and she shoots him in the heart.

They move out so that the hovercraft can pick up the dead bodies. "So now that it's just the two of us, what do you think will happen?" Is he really hitting on her? Why I outa…

"I don't know. Who all is left now?" Not the answer he was hoping for, I can tell by his face. I smirk.

"Me and you, eleven, and Peeta," Foxface dummy.

"Who's the other one?"

"Foxface? I forgot she was still alive."

"Never forget anything. You'll regret it later," she says with a pained expression.

Peeta is right behind them, eaves dropping. "Why not? What do you mean?" Marvel asks.

She opens her mouth, and then chickens out. She tries again, "I forgot a lot of things about my dad. I wish he were still here," Please! She remembers everything about her dad!

"That's not what you were taking about earlier," He has good ears.

Katniss rolls her eyes, "Alright. When I was eleven, my family and I were starving. It was right after my dad died," I have never heard this story, "I was scouring the baker's trash bin for some food. But they had just been emptied. Anyway, the baker's wife came out and yelled at me to shoo, and that was when I saw him. He was standing behind her," Mellark looks interested.

"They went inside, but I sat at the bottom of their tree, waiting to die," I think my heart just broke, listening to this, "I heard a scream from the bakery, and Mrs. Mellark come out with a rolling pin in her hands. 'Go feed it to the pigs, you worthless thing! No one in their right mind would by burnt bread.' That was what she was yelling, but all I could think of was the bread. And then the weirdest thing happened. He tossed both loaves to me, and went back inside," she pauses

"I never got to say thanks." Marvel looks confused.

"I don't see how this is related to not forgetting?" he half asks.

"Because I will never forget that day. The day the boy with the bread saved my life," she gets a faraway look in her eyes. "But I'm sure he did," she finishes, shaking her head.

Just then, Peeta makes his appearance. And he doesn't look happy. Especially with that knife in his hand.

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