Hello everyone! I'm super sorry it's been a while since the last chapter. I just changed schools last week and everything has been crazy! This chapter is shamefully short...I'm really mad at myself for making it this short! The next chapter though involves a little Katniss and Peeta action...:) I hope you guys enjoy! Please excuse the awful brevity, I hope the next chapter will make up for it!

Cato's POV

I wake up with Clove's sopping head on my chest, seeping through my clothes. For the first time in days, the sun shines through the trees' leaves into our temporary home. When my fever broke in the night, I woke up and found Clove gone. In my exhausted state, I had just fallen back asleep. But now that I'm well rested, curiosity takes the better of me. Clove is wet and I notice a spot of blood on her slender neck. The knife resting in her belt is also caked with blood, stirring my wonderings even more.

"Clove," I say with a gentle shake. "Wake up, sweetie. It's not raining anymore." Her big eyes open sleepily and a smile creeps across her lips.

"You're not sick anymore," she mumbles. I lean down and kiss her softly, feeling her long eyelashes brush up against my cheek.

"Nope, I'm perfectly fine. Why are you wet? And why is your knife in your belt? Did something happen last night?" I interrogate. Her gaze shifts down as she gets out of the sleeping back. It's then that I realize she is wearing a mesh body armor suit. That must've been what we got at the Feast. Clove walks to the edge of the curtain of leaves and lifts a few vines back, staring out into the sunlight.

"I went out last night while you were sleeping. It was raining really hard. I'm okay though, nothing really happened," she says a little too quickly. I decide to play along with it though. When she's ready to tell me what happened, she will.

"Okay. Well I'm feeling a million times better. Why don't we stock up on some food today and then hunt tomorrow? I'm starving," I remark. Dizziness fills me when I stand, but subsides after a few seconds. It's then that I notice how thin I've gotten. Clove's figure is remarkably smaller as well. She turns around to face me, beginning to comb through her hair with her fingers.
"That sounds good. I'm hungry too," she says. Her voice is tight and her eyes are in another place far away.

I roll up the sleeping bag and stuff it into our backpack. Just in case we come across anyone while hunting, I throw on the other armor suit. My last two swords fit securely in my belt, and I'm ready to go. Clove is still damp, but she insists she's fine to hunt in.

We make our way into the brightness of the day, stomachs rumbling in the warm air. About an hour later, Clove swiftly takes out a squirrel and two rabbits. Now we are about two miles from our cove, a few yards from the lake. We stop to rest by the cool water, risking a small fire to cook our meat before it spoils. No words have been spoken since we left our camp, only silence. Just as I open my mouth to ask Clove if she's okay, a cannon sounds. Within seconds, a hovercraft zooms by the collect the body. I raise an eyebrow at Clove. Her eyes are wide and her mouth is drawn into a tight line. I wonder who it was, then in the far off distance I can barely make out the red glint being lifted into the sky.

"The girl from five," I almost whisper. A happiness creeps up over me. "Clove, now it's just us, Katniss and Peeta, and Thresh. We're so close to going home." Her eyes snap from me to the fire. Her shoulders are slumped over, contradictory to the perfect posture she usually possesses.

"Clove, are you going to tell me what happened last night, or am I going to have to just keep worrying about you?" I ask as gently as possible. Her big brown eyes move their focus to the sky, then to the field where Thresh resides.

"I killed Thresh," she simply states, eyes still on the rolling grass. Shock hits me. She what?

"You killed Thresh? You went by yourself to kill Thresh?" I stutter. She could've died. She could've been fatally hurt. I could've never seen her again.

"Look, I got up in the night, went to his camp, and killed him. I'm fine, I didn't get hurt. It's over." She snaps tersely. I'm taken aback by her outburst.

"Okay. I'm just worried about you. You seem…not yourself. Are you sure you're okay?" I ask. I enfold her tiny hand in mine.

Still not looking at me, her free hand stoking the knife in her belt, she answers me coldly.

"I will be soon."

There you have it! Once again, I'm super sorry it's so short and awful! Please review! Any guesses on what will happen next? I'll try to have the next chapter up maybe next weekend! Thank you guys for reading and to those who have reviewed:) You all make my day everyday!