A/N: Hey guys! Next chapter! I just wanted to say, there will be an additional note at the end, to explain a few thing for ya. K, with out further ado, enjoy! Oh, and it's VERY LONG! At least for me to write, lol!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games Trilogy or any concepts from the TV show Archer.

It came as a surprise when Katniss, Peeta, Gale, and Johanna entered the seaplane and before them stood the redhead. Their mission was making less sense by the minute. He climbed the metal stairs and shook Darius Cartwright's hand as if nothing was wrong. But something certainly was. Well, the file did say that the bomb was owned by Cartwright Enterprises. So, he guessed that it wasn't all that strange that they were the contractor. Something still, just felt off. Katniss was still standoff-ish. Her grunt in greeting toward the smiling ginger gave made Peeta feel uneasy. Sure, she always anti social but had Gale really pissed her off so much that she'd be rude to a Cartwright? They were basically the founding fathers of Panem. She had some sense left didn't she? Why was she acting so strangely? Gale and Jo mostly stood back and let him deal with this unforeseen circumstance.

"Mr. Cartwright," his voice was as polite and proper as usual, "I must ask, why is it that you're escorting us to Bermuda?"

"Well, I'm the one that lost the bomb, aren't I?" His tone seemed nonchalant, maybe too much so. With this job, you had to be suspicious of everybody.

"I guess..." Mellark laughed right along and they all boarded the ostentatious plane. The thing had a mini bar for Christ's sake. It was ridiculous. Out of sight from everyone, he rolled his eyes at the man's obvious superiority complex. They all did their own thing for a while. Jo, of course, immediately flocked to the alcohol. Gale sat, alone and brooding. Katniss went to the bathroom. And he stood in the middle of the room speaking to Darius.

"Agent… Mellark is it?" He nodded in response, "Abernathy said much about you." This piqued his curiosity.

"Really?" It was pretty surprising given how much of a hard-ass he could be.

"Yes, he told me how he particularly put you on this case. I was very pleased when he told me of all your accomplishments." This was almost worrying him, how close he seemed to be with the director.

"How do you know the director?" He was being very nosey. It wasn't like him. But, he usually was an entirely different person when out on field. The look on Darius's face made him regret ever asking.

"Don't you know? I mean she's talked about you an awful lot." He just gave him a confused look and waited for him to continue, "Delilah- or ah, Delly. She's Abernathy's secretary. My sister." Well, he was right about that. Why wouldn't she tell him? They'd been on like five dates. Seriously, she was basically his girlfriend. She'd told him that her last name was Carmine. Jesus.

"Yeah, I definitely know Delly." He looked down and shook his head, disbelieving. "I just had no idea she was a Cartwright. I mean I've worked with her for years." He laughed and smiled, mentally forgiving her. "Why doesn't she tell anyone?"

"I didn't know she didn't." He seemed just as confused as he was. "That's actually something I wanted to discuss with you." Uh, oh. That didn't sound too good. "Has she been acting strangely at all? I mean, we talk but I don't know what actually goes on in her life."

It was a kind of odd question, at least weird at in a bit over-protective way. "Um, no, nothing that comes to mind. Just regular, sweet Delly."

A brief grimace formed on his face before he just smiled. "Good. That's nice to hear."

He continued to nod, the conversation turning a bit awkward. "Yeah… So, um what do you do with your time? I mean Delly works, for some reason. Anything in particular you do?" He felt very uncomfortable. Definitely not a pleasant conversation.

He smiled, what seemed to be the first genuine expressions he'd made since they first met, and began to talk (on and on) about the numerous charities he gave his money to. All Peeta could think about was how expensive they must be. It was 5 minutes before take off that he finally stopped. But the only reason was because Delly barged in, the angriest he'd ever seen her. She barged in and spared him a small smile before dragging him away, for what he'd assumed was a huge fight.

He'd ignored them and gladly sought out Johanna. She was behind the bar, fully enjoying herself and the many alcohols she was able to experiment with. She shoved some bluish-purple concoction in his face and laughed, "Drink this."

He raised his eyebrows and shook his head, "No thanks," He grabbed it from her and set it on the counter. "I'm not drinking at 11 in the morning."

She pouted, "Seriously. I made it specially for you. Please." Ugh, this was her specialty, being able to act as if she was the most innocent, baby faced girl in the world. She definitely wasn't, but her face was too much to resist. He picked up the glass and took a sip. It was nice, a bit sweet. "It's called Nightlock."

He burst, "As in the poisonous berry?!" She doubled over in laughter while he began to rinse out his mouth.

"No! No! I'm kidding, it was joke." He rolled his eyes and scowled. "Woah, you can actually get angry?" Another joke. At his expense. He decided it was a bit funny and forgave her immediately. "Are Mellarks even capable of holding grudges?" She laughed but he just stared off.

"You'd be surprised." It must've been something in his voice but after that, she stopped joking, knowing she was in uncharted territory. Everyone knew his family was off limits. The only person who really knew was... speak of the devil.

Katniss walked up to them and yawned. "Coffee?" She asked Jo and smiled.

Grateful for the change in conversation, Johanna laughed boisterously, whenever he saw her, she was always half drunk. "You betcha! And for you, handsome?" She directed her speech to him and he smiled, previous thoughts forgotten.

Peeta assumed she was having fun playing bartender so he played along, "I don't know, what do you suggest- or you know what, surprise me."

She almost jumped with excitement. And she wandered away, down the aisle, formulating a drink plan. just before she left though, she shouted back, "Close your eyes!" He, of course, complied.

Katniss broke her silence, "Peeta?" she asked carefully, quietly. He was so surprised that he was only able to hum in acknowledgement. She sighed softly and scooted closer to him, "Do you remember when… Like, we were, um, drinking and talking, actually- I mean two mont-" she abruptly stopped her mumbling and he felt another body sit beside him. "Nevermind." Katniss said quickly and all but ran away from him.

Jo quickly scurried back but by then Katniss had made her way to another side of the plane. She sighed quickly and pouted. "Awe! Where'd Brainless go?" She called to Hawthorne. "I have her coffee. And I added a little something extra, if you know what I mean. A plastered Brainless is the best Brainless."

"Yeah, it's been weeks since she's drank." He laughed, "You're so right. She's way more fun with alcohol running through her system." Peeta found his remark odd. He liked her just the way she was, nothing was wrong with her sober.

Then, the next second, a pair of lips grazed Peeta's ear, "Guess who?" He of course, knew but went along with her.

"Um… I'm not sure, can you give me a hint?" He could feel her smile against his cheek as she gave him a soft kiss. When she pulled back, she wrapped her arm around his neck.

"Well, I have blonde hair." He shook his head, pretending to be confused. "And blue eyes."

He kept acting to clueless, "I don't know."

He felt her move closer, and she whispered a hair away from his lips, "Just open your eyes already." When he did, she gently placed her mouth on his in a short, slow kiss, lingering near him after they separated.

"Delly." He laughed, he had actually forgotten that she was still on the plane when it took off. "What was that for?' She shrugged and gave him another peck. He focused on the little details of her face, all the freckles that were scattered across her nose… SHe hated them, but they were his favorite part of her. "No reason? Okay."

So, as they began their 2 hour long flight, Peeta was drinking. It took a lot to get him drunk, so he was fine but it still surprised him. This last year, he'd been trying to stay mostly sober. He always declined going out. Well, maybe not always. There were times. And when he did go out, he got so blackout drunk that he couldn't remember a single thing from the night before. Then there were other times, when he wasn't partying, when it got too much for him. Delly wasn't so much opposed of him drinking, but she didn't really like it. He tried. He really did. It was his first real relationship since Katniss and he didn't plan on screwing it up. Delly was sweet, and kind, and beautiful. Everything he should want. But it didn't stop him from thinking of her all the time. Sometimes, when he really thought about it, he considered himself cruel for dating her. It was kind of obvious that he wasn't over her. He still was very much enamoured with her, even if she didn't even like him anymore. Delly was different. Delly was a fresh start. Delly gave him hope that he could get that life he'd always wanted. Even if it wasn't with the girl he'd always pictured.

Then, time flew by and they were preparing to land on Mr. Cartwright's large ship. He was weary as he climbed down the steps and into the landing platform. Half because he wasn't the best swimmer and half because of all the armed body-guards stationed at the exits/entrances of the yacht. If that didn't scream, 'Get the hell out of here!' he didn't know what did. So, unnerved, he boarded Cartwright's ship. And a deep part of him knew he'd regret it. He was comforted by the fact that he had 3 guns on him, so that was welcoming. Darius assured him that it was just for his protection, but Peeta couldn't think of what he could be protecting himself from.

As soon as the door shut and locked behind them, Darius turned on to the four agents, "Okay, first things first, there is no bomb to recover."

"What?" Gale growled.

"Well, it's worse than that."

"Worse in what way?" Peeta asked.

"Worse as in it's a bomb threat." He huffed, obviously stressed.

"Who's making this threat? Bermuda?" Johanna quipped, making the tension in the air dissipate just a bit.

"No. No. It's my underground sea lab. I built it for the National Marine Organization to monitor the sa life off the coast of Bermuda. And All was going smoothly until..." he hesitated, glancing Delly's way. "all of my money ran out."

She was on him immediately, "What? Darius, how could you?! You had $500,000,000 to your name! What in god's name could you spend it all on?" She was hitting his sides, and yelling.

"I'm sorry!" He responded, sounding deflated, "I was just trying to help all these people and befor I knew it, it was all gone. This lab below us alone costed $200,000,000!"

Katniss's eyes widened, "How is that even possible?"

"Well, apparently they brought a ton of nerve gas missiles and hid it from me in the budget."

"Well, what do you expect us to do about it?"

"Pretend to be a news crew?" He asked apprehensively.

It was obvious that Katniss felt out of place. He watched her, in a deep maroon skintight dress, heels, and a trench coat, and hair out and flowing down her back, try to get into a submarine. "Looking good!" Gale catcalled and she growled.

"Fuck you!" Peeta rolled his eyes. The guy should've known better. That was probably the most idiotic thing he's ever said to her. "I still don't understand why Jo couldn't be the on screen personality."

"Have you seen my haircut?" She called down to the girl on the ladder. Johanna had a point, it was sharp, short, and spiky. Nothing like a news caster.

"Did I have to wear the heels though?" She complained.

"Yes! Catnip it sells the whole thing." He joked and Peeta could only imagine the look that she shot down at him.

"Stop it, you douchebag!" She yelled.

"What the hell is your problem?" He fired back, agitated with her mood. Johanna just laughed as she began her descent into the sub. The bickering continued as he joined them under the waves.

"What's my problem?" she screeched, more than annoyed by now. "My problem is how you never leave me alone! My problem is how angry you are every hour of every day! My problem is how you think you have some sort of entitlement over me! It's exhausting Hawthorne!" She walked toward him and accentuates every word with a jab of her finger to his chest. "Why can't you just get through that thick skull of yours that I don't want, nor will I ever date you!" She screamed, stomped to the passenger seat, and plopped down, leaving him behind her and shocked. Everyone was silent and kept their mouths shut as they slid the hatch closed and he got in the pilot's seat. Gale glared at the back of Katniss and Peeta's head the majority of the ride down. It was only when she got seasick that he softened and looked away.

Peeta was getting worried and his eyes glanced at her briefly, "Are you okay?" he asked softly so only she was able to hear.

She cradled her forehead, eyes closed and slowly nodded, "Yeah, I'm okay. Just nauseous."

"Are you sick or something?"

"No, no. It's just… I ate something." God she was the worst liar.

"Katniss…" He sighed. "Really, what is it?" She remained silent and looked away from him. Damn. So, he decided to ignore it. It wasn't his business anyway. He addressed the whole group when he said, "Okay guys, everyone got their covers?

Jo was the first to speak up, "Yup! Jessica Samerson, director with a smokin' hot bod and no boundaries!" she quipped and posed.

Gale grunted, "Greg Mann, sound guy." he drawled.

"And I am the cameraman, Ron Wolowitz."

Katniss cleared her throat, "Daliah Winters, on screen personality."

"Perfect." He stated and smiled at them. "So, we should be docking soon, who has any ideas for a plan." Everyone was silent.

"I've hidden a gun in my boom mic pole. Maybe that will come in handy." Gale said and shrugged his shoulders.

Then an idea came to Johanna, "Okay, so we corner the Captain with the bomb and hold him at gunpoint. Force him to dismantle it."

"Sounds like a plan."

The man was weird. He directly escorted them to the main pod, which overlooked the reef. His dark hair was black and shiny, the -what he assumes were- once straight strands, were unruly and falling into his eyes. He introduced himself, "I'm Captain Crane." and they began his 'interview'.

"You know I think filming near the bomb will give the piece a more... threatening flourish." Johanna remarked, as seriously as she could.

"No. I already have everything set up in here." Well, he was stubborn.

"But, sir, the people will want proof that you have the bomb." Johanna persisted.

Katniss's eyes widened as she looked at Seneca's face, "He doesn't have a bomb." and all of them took her word for it. She was their human lie-detector. They all joked about it. How she could always tell when they weren't truth. He always teased her about how that was why she couldn't lie for the life of her.

"What?" He asked, pretending to be offended. "Why in the world would you think that?"

"Your eye twitched." She stated matter-of-factly. That's when he snapped.

He pulled out a knife and wrapped his forearm around Katniss's neck, effectively holding her in place. Then he placed the blade against her throat. Gale reacted swiftly, unholstering his gun and pointing it directly at Seneca's head. The man's eyes widened, "Are you insane?!" he yelled, "Do you know what kind of pressure we're under? Any kind of damage done to the outer walls and this entire facility will collapse!"

Katniss looked his way and locks eyes with him, "Peeta." she squeaked through Crane's hold. She sounded terrified, more so than he'd usually suspect she would. That's when he intervened. He got between the gun and Crane. He pleaded, "Hawthorne, put the gun down, he's right." Gale hesitates, but knows it's for the best. Then he turns on the Captain. "Sir, I know this must be hard for you, but I think you're having a psychotic break. How long have you lived down here alone?" He asks softly.

"A few years. Everyone else left after the money stopped coming." He laughed sourly, "They didn't understand!" He yelled and Katniss flinched. By now, the blade had cut through some of her skin. "I wasn't just here for the pay!"

Katniss had a fear in her eyes he'd never seen before, "Just- just put the girl down, she didn't do anything to you. Please."

"She ruined it! I was going to save us!" He screamed, "Daliah, I must say you really put yourself in a tight spot." his hushed voice said into her ear.

It wasn't until her repositioned her that she was able to get a hit in. She elbowed him in the ribs and scrambled away, tears pouring out of her eyes. She stood again and ran into Peeta's arms, kicking off you shoes in the process.

That's when the shot went off.

Blood trickled down Crane's leg and he fell to the floor, unable to chase after her. But behind him was the real problem. On the glass spread a web of cracks, breaking by the second, before the entire wall imploded and the room was overtaken by a wave of ice-cold seawater.

They clung to each other like a lifeline and when they surfaced, she didn't let go. He spotted something behind her head and went to tell her when he saw Katniss's face. Her eyes were red and she looked at him, so distraught, "I-I'm so sor-sorry!" she sobbed, and she buried her face in his neck. "I need to say this before we die." She continued but he stopped her.

"We're not going to die." He assured her and swam toward the hatch on the wall. "Don't worry," he shushed her as he placed his hand on her cheek, "I'm going to get you out of here. Okay? It's going to be okay." she quieted a bit and leaned into his touch.

But soon she remembered, after being distracted momentarily by his comfort, "No! No. That's not it. I-I'm-" But then Jo and Gale came up behind him and she stopped.

"You're what?" He asked but she shook her head and he went back to the task at hand. "Alright, Hawthorne, I need you to help me open this-"

"Help!" Another voice called. It was desperate.

"Crane's alive?" Johanna laughed and went to his aid.

So, they began to twist the circular wheel, grunting in exertion. And after a few moments of silence and fear, it opened. One by one they went down the small hole into the next pod.

Her heart pounded in anticipation, waiting at the bottom, for him. Waiting for him to close the hatch. When he slid down but the water kept coming, she knew something went wrong. "What happened?"

"The hatch got stuck, we need to move now the water's rising." Then, the overhead speakers buzzed to life, "This is an automated message. Pods 2, 3, 4, and 5 have all been flooded. Evacuate immediately."

At this Johanna freaked, she turned on Crane, "How do we get out of here? You said the emergency sub was at the other end, in pod 6, so how do we get there?!" She yelled in his face.

"You have to use the scuba gear, it's in the cabinet behind you."

She scurried away and quickly ripped it open, inside were 3 pristine suits and their supplies. "There's only three!" she yelled frantically.

And that's when Katniss broke, she grabbed Peeta's arm and yelled, "I'm pregnant!"

First, there was shock. Nothing had prepared him for this.

And disbelief. It wasn't possible.

But then, happiness. It was a miracle.

"Katniss! That's great!" He smiled.

And finally, hurt. But it wasn't his miracle.

He breathed in and out carefully before composing himself, and giving her another small grin. "How is this possible?" He asked.

She shook her head at a loss of words. "I don't know." She sighed giving him a long hard look. Before he lost the courage he gave her a tight hug, wishing it could express everything he was feeling.

Crane continued, ignoring the moment, "One of you will have to die," everyone gasped, "temporarily." and the air was mutually let out.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean there's a defibrillator on the sub, fastest swimmer, it takes under 2 minutes."

Peeta had decided. So he gave a suit to each of his friends, Hawthorne included. "It's going to be me." He told Katniss. She nodded solemn, but didn't insist on something different, knowing that even he could be stubborn sometimes. Just before she put the helmet on he whispered, his final words into her ear. "I still love you."

And he welcomed the darkness, letting the freezing water into his lungs.

Sorry for the cliffhanger! I just had the chance and I took it!

So, tell me if this permits any questions. It's a lot like an episode of Archer so I'm not 100% certain how it came across just in writing.

So, yes Peeta and Delly are dating. It sucks, I know, but I plan on making it a reason for Katniss to not be truthful, under the impression that she's doing the right thing for Peeta. So, it has a purpose.

And just to be clear- Darius is not evil. Just a tad mistaken on a few things. And he does no crime other than being not honest with those he loves (i.e. Delly).

Also, Seneca Crane is DEAD. Just an FYI. He was bleeding out and there were only 3 suits so yeah… D.E.A.D.

YES, I WILL BE UPDATING IT'S A SECRET SOON. So, be on the lookout.

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-RC