A/N: Hi this is going to be a slightly shorter chapter, just because I am currently working on another Hunger games fanfic (The lion and the lamb) and I want it to be perfect as it contains my OTP. If there's anything you don't understand/doesn't make sense PLEASE tell me, I always aim to please! I am currently deciding where to go with this story. I am currently stuck between 1)Snow finding out and capturing Caesar 2)Caesar getting rescued with Peeta and being sent to 13 and 3)Caesar staying with Snow and leaving Emily. Please tell me which one you think because I will need to start it in the next chapter which I will start writing in exactly 2 weeks. Thanks you guys!
Chapter 10 – Sleeping and sobbing
We sit in the living room of the house in Victors' village that we now own. "Katniss is upstairs resting with Peeta and Prim is round Hazelle's talking the Rory about the wedding dresses Katniss modelled earlier today." Caesar and I curled are up on the floor, watching the sun disappear behind the hills outside our garden. "So we should have some time to ourselves." I whisper, resting my head on Caesar's shoulder as he tightens his grip around my waist. "Em, I have some bad news." Caesar suddenly says, turning to face me. "Yes?" I question. What could he be on about? I gaze into his starry eyes, losing myself in them, when I see the worry lines plastered across his face. " Em, Snow has denied me permission to leave."
(Caesars POV)
I watch the look of confusion on Emily's face before the final look that I had been dreading ever since I found out what Snow had said; disappointment. "How much longer do you have to stay in the Capitol?" Emily asks, her tired eyes on the verge of spilling weary tears. "Only until the Quarter Quell is over. Then I'm all yours." I reply, tucking the stray strands of her silky auburn hair behind her ears. "I still can't believe that she has to go back in there," Em sighs as tears roll down her fragile cheeks," It isn't fair! I just got her back!" her voice breaks and she completely breaks down. "It's already June! Katniss is about to go back into the Hunger Games with VICTORS. VICTORS, for Christ's sakes! The people they're up against know what they're doing! Oh my gosh! Katniss and Peeta's wedding! It's going to have to be called off! Oh no! All Cinna and Portia's work for nothing! How could Snow do this to them?!" she sobs into my shoulder, as Peeta quietly walks down the stairs. "Mrs Everdeen, are you ok?" he asks, creeping around the corner. "Oh, Mr Flickerman! I'm sorry, I didn't realise you were here!" "It's ok Peeta, and please, just call Caesar. I prefer to save the formal talk for those disgusting interviews Snow sets up." Em stops crying long enough to see her to-be-son-in-law standing in the doorway. "Oh, Peeta, I'm sorry, I-I thought you and Katniss were asleep." Emily mumbles, wiping her eyes.
"It's ok Mrs Everdeen. Katniss is asleep but I thought I heard Buttercup at the door so I can down to check everything's ok." Peeta replied, his voice strained with concern. "Uh, Peeta, would you be able to do me a favour and not tell anyone about our little rendezvous, as I'm supposed to be staying in the house next door, ready for the interview with the mayor in the morning, and if Snow finds out that I was here, then all hell with break loose in the Capitol." I ask Peeta, chewing my lips nervously. "Oh, yes, of course! I haven't seen anything!" he replies, obviously catching on to the little situation Emily and I are caught in. "Thank you Peeta." Emily whispers, yawning quietly. "Well, I'd better get back upstairs before Katniss realises I've gone." Peeta says, and he then proceeds to walk up the stairs. I wait until we hear the bedroom door shut, and then I stand up close the curtains, let Buttercup in, and lie down the couch with Em. Just in time too, as she succumbs to the silent sobs that had been building up inside of her. I pull her closer to me and whisper in her ear, "Don't worry Em. I've had a word with Plutarch, and he has a plan."
"Huh?" she mumbles sleepily.
(Emily's POV)
"Plutarch is going to keep Katniss alive." I only just catch what Caesar says, when my eyelids close without warning. He says something else, so soft that I cannot hear it, even in the silence of the room. He strokes the back of my hair and holds me close. I haven't been this close to anyone, not since my husband died. I finally relax, content in Caesars arms, when the clouds come rolling in…