So, we're on to chapter three. Sorry about the wait, my life has been a little crazy recently. I've also been trying to sort the plot of this story out, it's all very confusing, and it looks like it's going to be much longer than I predicted. Oh well.

I will be uploading less, as I said. One of my best friends has died, and I hope you understand that I'm going through a really hard time right now. I'm still writing, I guess the emotions I am feeling will make it more powerful, but still, I'm not at my best.

I'm sorry for the wait...

Chapter Three - Reunited

"Phee?"

That voice. I'd know it anywhere. Raven.

Tears immedietly well in my eyes, and my lip begins to quiver uncontrollably as I turn around.

This is so surreal, I can't belive what I'm seeing.

Her eyes light up as she sees me, and the corners of her mouth turn up into a small smile. It's not long before she starts crying too. She doesn't even try to hide it. Her wide eyes are bloodshot and red rimmed, her pale skin looks washed out. The smile looks unfitting on her face, yet I couldn't be more happy to see it.

She runs towards me, her hair streaming out behind her in a tangled mess. I ignore the pain when she throws herslef into my arms, sobbing into my white hospital gown.

She is trying to form words, but I can't understand them. I'm not even trying to anyway. I'm just overjoyed to see her again.

After a while, I push her back and wipe the tears from her face with my thumb. She tries to laugh through the tears, trying to hide her weakness.

"You don't hate me?" she whispers, blinking the tears away.

"Why would I ever hate you Raven. You mean everything to me. My love for you, my sister, my friend, will forever exist in a place far beyond the infinity of words. You don't know how happy I am that I got to tell you that. Never, ever blame yourself. I'm the one that jumped in front of you.

Without you, do you think I could even bare my own existance knowing that you were gone, never to return to me? Do you really think that I could ever hate you?

Yes, you make bad decisions, and yes, sometimes we'll fight, but after spending all those endless days and terrifying nights in the arena, I realised something.

My life means nothing without the people I love. Without them, my existance is empty. My life would not be worth living.

So no, I don't hate you. And if you think that I do, after I told you that, then you must be living in some kind of distorted reality.

Never, ever ask me that again." I whisper, looking into her bright eyes. She's taking in every single word, I can tell.

"Promise?" I whisper.

"I promise." she smiles, tears of happiness now rolling down her cheeks.

I hear footsteps behind me, echoing through the empty corridors.

"That'll be everyone else. Brace yourself." says Raven, helping me back to my bed.

I look to the door, and the first person to come running through it is little Megan. She hasn't changed a single bit, apart from the Capitol clothing she is wearing.

"Phee!" she squeals, throwing herself onto me. I cringe as a stabbing pain spreads throught my side, but I try to put on a brave face as she throws her arms around me.

"You kept your promise." she whispers in my ear, making me smile. She still remembers the day.

"Megan! Be careful!" comes a shout from the doorway.

Emily.

Unlike Megan, she has changed. She looks weary and tired, not as youthful as before.

"My girls." I smile, letting Emily hop up beside me.

Ryan and Hunter follow. I get the impression that they've built an even stronger relationship up while I've been gone, supporting eachother. They're holding hands.

As soon as they see me, they have the exact same reaction. Very comical excitement.

I'm so happy to see them, and judging by their reactions, they're happy to see me too.

Not long after, the room is filled with familliar faces. Treasure is crying, a lot. She is very over emotional, and is being comforted by my prep team. Apparently, they've dyed their hair blue to show support for me.

Joel is obviously very proud of me. We don't discuss Grace.

He tells me the Capitol is keeping Will back in District four so we can be reunited there, which dissappoints me, but honestly, I'm still very happy. I'm with pretty much all of the people who love me and support me. I couldn't ask for much more.

I'm absulutley overwhelmed for the first few minutes, before everyone finally gets a little quieter.

"Now, I think it would be a good idea to go ahead with the interview tomorrow, giving you some more time to recover. We shoukd trick the audience into thinking you're dead, and then have you appear on stage!" smiles Treasure, her eyes bright.

Stella looks up from her kohl tipped lashes at me, asking me for my opinion.

"Do what you want, I'm not bothered really. If you tell them I'm alive, they'll all want to see me right this minute, and I'm not ready for that. I'm not even going to take a look at my scars right now. They still hurt like hell. I don't want to be bombarded by people trying to get into the building." I sigh.

"Then it's settled! We'll announce that the interview is with Raven, Ryan, Hunter and their families, but not announce your death. They'll immedietly think you're dead." she smiles, clasping her hands together.

Sounds like a stupid plan to me, but I'm not going to argue with her. Everyone is too happy, I don't want to disrupt that. Plus, I get an extra day's rest, which I need.

My stylists leave to get everything sorted for tomorrow, and Treasure goes to talk to Cesar and his team. I'm left with my family. Out of the spotlight again, just for a day.

"So, how big is that scar?" asks Ryan. Typical guy.

"I dunno." I shrug. "I'm scared to look to be honest. As I said, it hurts.

"You did really well in the games Phee," says Rebecca. "Everyone back at home was supporting you."

"That's kind of strage to hear." I shake my head in disbelief. "I hardly know any of them."

"But they admire you. I wish you could have seen their faces when they were watching you." says Joel.

"How's the Capitol been treating you then?" I ask, moving Megan off of my knee.

"They're weird." says Megan.

"Megan! Don't say that!" laughs Emily.

"I'm only being honest. Have you seen their hair?! This one woman had hair that was the colour of seaweed! And this man had blue skin!" she yells in disbelief, making everyone laugh.

"Get used to it Megan. I've seen glowing hair." laughs Hunter.

Her mouth is hanging wide open in disbelief now.

"The food is brilliant." says Lewis.

"Oh yeah, how could you forget about the food. It's the best thing!" says Ryan.

We talk endlessly, rebuilding our close knit relationships. I never thought this day would come. I've been so lucky.

An avox walks into the room, and signals that I need to rest. We say our goodbyes, and I am left alone again with the avox.

I find myself wondering, how did she end up like this? Where is she from? I've seen her before the games. She was serving food. There's just something about her, I need to know what happened.

I let my curiousity take over, and ask her if she could get notepad and pen. She gives me a strange look, but sure enough, gets me a notepad and pen.

Oh, we're in the Capitol, notepads and pens are probably extremely outdated.

She starts to walk out of the room.

"Wait!" I say. "Please. I need to ask you something. I know you."

She doesn't shake her head to deny it. She stays put, and I hand her the notepad.

"What's your name?" I ask quietly.

She hesitates, before she begins to write.

She hands me the notepad a few minutes later.

My name is Natalie. I'm from district four, I'm seventeen years old. You knew me when you were younger, only a little though. I'd like to keep talking. Maybe throuh letters?

I remember her vaguely, I think anyway. She's a fisherman's daughter.

"Well hi Natalie. I think writing letters would be a great idea. I could leave my letters under my pillow wherever I'm sleeping, you could take it, read it, and replace it with a reply. I'd like that." I smile.

I feel like I can talk to Natalie. It's strange of course, because she's an avox and all, but I feel like I can share my thoughts with her.

That's exactly what I'll do through my letters.

I have a long day tomorrow, I should get some sleep. I'm afraid to close my eyes again, but eventually, I drift off, hoping that I'll wake up again.

The next chapter will be up sometime. I can't wait to begin writing it, but , yeah. Life isn't treating me well right now.

I'll be back to my usual self soon. I'm so sorry for not being able to upload.

Please take the time to leave me a little review. I would love to hear what you think.

Rest in peace Natalie. I'll never forget you.