Sooo, how's it going? I have been writing like crazy to get to this point, because I really needed to get some action back in here. And some awesome partying. That would be nice too. I won't write a lot here so I don't bore you to death, but I would love it if some of you wanted to take the fan quiz. I've sent it out to a few people that asked, but I've only gotten two back, and I'm beginning to think you all aren't as big of fans as I thought. This chapter got really long, but that just means more awesomeness for all of you. I think…OK, here you go. Don't sue me for taking a few days to make this perfect, and Rue Sings Songs, I am talking to you! I hope you love it. All of you.

Liz POV-

Sun streamed into the windows of the train. I was sound asleep, happy as could be, when BANG, a huge ray of sun flashed right into my eyes. I throw a hand up to them, shielding it off a bit, and then I'm frantically looking for my clock, being temporarily blind. I realize it's right there next to where I'm laying on a table that hasn't moved since I got here. Oops. I'm just that smart. The black splotches dancing across my field of vision go away slowly, and I take a sigh of relief. I can see again. And upon looking at the clock, I see it is 5am. How the hell is it 5am and be so frickin bright outside? I don't care.

I go out in the hall and start walking to the dining car to get some coffee. Coffee makes every morning better. I pick up the pace and go faster, whipping around a turn quickly, smacking right into Logan. I think that's what he said his name was. Anyway, we both end of sprawled out on the floor, and this seems all too familiar. This is how Luke and I first met. Logan dropped a whole stack of magazines, so naturally I start picking up some. He goes for some more, and then…our hands meet on a single magazine.

His is somewhat on top of mine, and he doesn't move it. I don't stop it. I look up and see him looking right back at me. Our eyes lock for a second, and I feel like a girl from one of those movies where it's love at first sight. I notice his eyes are blue and clear, extremely gorgeous. I whip my hand back and massage it with my other hand. He cracks a small smile, takes the magazines from my hands, and then speeds off in the other direction. Weirdo.

I go back to my compartment and sit next to Luke in our bed until he wakes up. I don't tell him about the thing with Logan. I don't think it was worth mentioning. I mean, I'm practically engaged to the guy, why would I go and lock lips with an Avox I don't know? That made me sound meaner then I wanted. But hey, I am pretty mean. It's not that he's an Avox; it's just that I wouldn't cheat on anyone. Unless they were cheating on me and I knew it for a fact. Anyway…we go and eat breakfast, but before we can, Melody and Vilnius are yanking us, well; Vilnius was more dragging me with all my protesting. "Come on! I need to eat a frickin pop tart or something, otherwise I will not have eaten in like….a while." I exclaim. Flo orders me a mocha frappuccino and I shut up, happy that I'll get something.

Melody starts with something I had only done once before- oral enhancement. Flo has me lean back and open my mouth. I do as she says and feel her giving my teeth a simple brushing, just the start of all the primping for my teeth.. But she scrubs really hard. When I try and sit up, Norlina pushes me right back down again. I relax myself, pleading and begging my brain not to tell me body to move. It's worse when you resist.

I sit there while she brushes, and then she gets up and Flo comes over and pushes my mouth open a little wider. And she has a metal tool in her hand. It looks like a slingshot. What the hell is she going to do to my mouth? I have a feeling this will hurt. Norlina slides a finger into my mouth, and I taste latex. Oh gross. Is this how oral sex tastes when the guy uses a condom? I must be going insane right now to even be thinking that. Forget I even mentioned that.

There's a slight pinch in my left top gums, and then she slides into the right side, the same thing happening in my top right gums. She tells me to smile, and I go full out, feeling something pulling my teeth straighter. I am handed a mirror. I smile again and notice my teeth form into a better smile. "What is up with my mouth?" I ask. "You could call them temporary braces. Or you could call them support." Katniss says, walking in and standing next to me. "What do they do? Are they going to pull like that every time I smile?" I inquire.

"Don't worry. Your mom and I had to get them too at the end of our Victory Tour. It helps you smile when you really don't feel like making the effort. I have a feeling by the time we get to District 12; you'll be tired of smiling, so we put those in to help. And their dissolvable. So they'll be gone in 24 hours, which is about when you get to the Capitol." I roll my eyes. "I don't like them. They…their all weird." I stretch my mouth open and closed, open and closed. Still stretching, like invisible rubber bands. I open my mouth and look at my reflection. I really can't see them. Hating this already.

Katniss POV

I see Elizabeth sitting there, stretching her mouth open and closed. Just like I did when I was a newly Victor. I remember hating everything the Capitol did. Making me get married at 16. Get pregnant at 16 and a ½. I hated every second of it, until I realized that the Capitol was just speeding up the process for me. I knew I would end up marrying Peeta one day. I knew I would have a child with him eventually. It was him or Gale. And Gale and I were just friends. Sure, we kissed a few times. A few long times, but I just couldn't love him. I forced myself to marry Peeta 4 months after the Victory Tour, and then soon enough I was pregnant, and there was no going back to Gale by then.

I had told myself that I had no feelings for him, and even after 1 year of not seeing him, I still was trying to make myself believe it. He had been sent to some poorer districts that needed help, and he had graciously gone when the President of District 13 had asked him to. He had packed up and ridden out of my life. For good? Maybe. Or maybe I would see him soon. I doubted it.

And as I looked at Elizabeth Hirsch, who was going to marry my son; I saw so much of her in myself. She may have had Clove for a mother, but she wasn't much like her besides her strength and some looks. She had Cato's eyes. I remember looking into Clove's face as I lay under her, waiting for her to cut me apart. She had the most piercing black grey eyes. They were the scariest eyes I had ever seen in my life. And I have seen a lot of people. Cato on the other hand had soft grey ones, much prettier then Clove's.

And Elizabeth had a mixture of their hair color. Cato's hair was blond, and Clove's was black. Elizabeth's hair is a gorgeous chocolate brown with copper flecks all through it. I go and sit down next to her. She looks at me sullenly.

"I hate this. All of this. I am not ready to get married. I'm barely ready for school. I mean, I want to live a little before settling down and giving up all the fun I can have. I mean really, 15? I could do so much more if I didn't have to get married. Is it wrong for me to think like that?" She asks.

I look at her and remember the words Haymitch had said to me. I'm not Haymitch, so I'll be a bit gentler. "No sweetie. It isn't wrong at all. I can understand that you want the experiences regular teens have. I get it completely. Your mom and I had the same expectations put on us, and well….I want to talk to you about this, but it's something that you should go talk to your parents about. Alright?" I reply gently.

I see her swallow, gulping in her throat. She takes a breath. "Sure. I'll try. Promise me that if they say no, you'll tell me?" She pleads. I put my hand on her shoulder. "I promise. And if you want, I can get Peeta in here too. He can help you in some ways I can't. He knows how this is just as much as I do." She nods and stands up. She takes one more breath and goes into the hall. I can't help it. I go to the door and sneak a peek. I see Clove and Cato standing with her a little way down the hallway. Liz stands there with her hands behind her back, rocking back and forth on her feet. I can hear what they are saying too.

"Mom? Dad? Can I talk to you about something?" She asks. Cato looks down at her. "What is it, honey?" He replies with a smile. I silently thank God for allowing Cato and Clove to be understanding with this. "I was wondering if I could talk to the two of you about how you got married. What you were feeling. How you coped. Anything. I need help." She replies.

Clove tilts her head and juts her chin, just the way she did when she was deciding the first move she was going to make when cutting me. She shares a look with Cato and together they stare back at her and Clove laughs. "Darling, you need none of that. Help is overrated. Your 15, you can figure this out." She says.

She turns to walk away. Cato goes to follow her. And then Liz makes her stand. "You're both cowards. You know that, don't you?" She says. Clove whips her head around and glares at her, mouth agape. "What did you just say?" She asks. "You heard me. Your cowards. Anyone can fight mom, and anyone can smirk and think their sexy, dad. But it takes real determination and real bravery to talk about sensitive subjects. It takes love to help someone. And my entire life I have done everything you've ever told me to. And now, I want to know. No! I need to know. I'm 15 and getting married. I need to have a child. And excuse me for actually speaking for something I care about."

In one swift movement, Clove comes and smacks Elizabeth on the left cheek, leaving her on the floor clutching her cheek. I watch as tears come and collect on her face. The side I can see at least. "Get up. And stop crying." Cato orders. Liz straightens up.

"No. I don't want to. You're supposed to be my parents. Not my death sentence. Because I sware to you, if you continue the way you do, you won't ever see me again." Clove squats next to her. "And what would you do? You can't drive." Liz looks her straight in the face. "Doesn't matter. I'll call Social Services. And they'll drive me. Right to the Capitol, where they'll find new parents for me." I watch as Cato tenses up. Liz's hand comes away from her face, and I see a black and purple bruise, but nothing more. And then Clove smacks her again. Same cheek.

This time, Liz covers her face and stands up; taking her hand away and examining it flushed bright red with her blood. Tears and blood mix as it drips. "Honey. I am so sorry." Cato says, coming in to hug Liz. But she pushes him away.

"Don't touch me. I don't want you anywhere near me until we have to. And about my wedding, forget helping me. I'll find help some other way. I don't want you there. You'll see me when I move out. But you won't be the one giving me away on the altar." She says to him.

Then she staggers over to Clove, shaking all the while. "And you. Don't think that you'll get away from something. Dad's give their daughters away on the wedding alter. And mom's are there when their daughter is giving birth. You can forget about being there. I don't want your support. And both of you are never going to know my child. They'll have one set of grandparents, and that's all. Katniss and Peeta have done more for me in 3 months then you have in my entire life. So goodbye. I hope you learned a lesson today." She says.

She turns away and cries silently, coming back towards me. I embrace her and hug her and let her cry. Then I get her back into the room and I go out to talk some sense into them. "What was that? That was child abuse. You abused her, Clove!" I scream.

Clove looks back at me, blinking a few times. "It's normal in our district. Pardon us for not filling you in before we discipline our daughter." She continues. I look at Cato, close to tears of his own. "

Cato. I know you didn't want this. Look at you. Almost as upset as Liz is. Come on now Cato, surely you see you're doing something wrong." I watch him straighten up. Clove's glance bores into him. "I know that it is….whatever Clove wants that is right." He says. I go up to him and punch him in the stomach. "Liz was right. You're a coward. Stand up for her. Because if you don't, you really won't see her again." I say, storming away.

I go back to Liz, still crying. Peeta and Luke are there, and Luke is gently wiping the blood off her face. She winces every time the cloth touches her cheek. "I'm sorry. So sorry Liz." He says. "Wh-what should y-you be s-sorry for? Y-you didn't do th-this." She whimpers. Luke presses his lips into his. I see as her face changes. He stops and she manages a weak smile. Peeta hands her an ice pack. "You're going to want to ice that. It will hurt a lot more if you don't." He says. Peeta gets up and gestures for me to meet him in the hall. I go and leave Luke taking care of Liz. "I love you." is the last thing I hear before I leave the room.

Peeta and I both quickly agree that this is Liz's fight, and we shouldn't meddle with it in the slightest. We had tried and failed, and Liz would be the only one who could fix this issue with her parents. And that's the way we're leaving it.

Luke POV-

"When do we have to go to the stop in District 11?" I ask. "I have no idea. But Vilnius and Melody will come get us when it's time." I nod and smile. "Let me see how your cheek is." She removes the ice pack and I see the black and purple bruise is pretty much gone within 30 minutes of icing it. The swelling is gone. This ice pack is magic I think.

"Come on. Let's go to Vilnius and Melody and get changed. That will be awesome. We get to be aggressive. She looks at me and wipes her face with the back of her hand. "Hell yeah we do." She replies. We get up and walk through the hallway, and Clove and Cato try and get at Elizabeth, but she soundlessly holds up a hand and walks away. I look behind me and see Cato holding a crying Clove, and some tears spill down his face too. They feel bad. But I say nothing.

We get to styling and immediately I am handed a garment bag with a pair of black jeans and a white button down shirt under a black vest. A black hat is placed over my gelled blond hair. Elizabeth walks over in a dark blue dress that looks a lot like the one Alice was wearing at the party in District 12. Her prep team has done an amazing job of hiding the small marks from the bruise. I watch as she grips the table, knuckles white, as Melody pulls her hair into a seriously high bun on top of her head. They spray a ton of hairspray in and then she puts on a pair of sequined blue stilettos. She's about my height now, and together we go and meet the rest of our fan club.

Effie gasps when she sees us, and even Haymitch offers us a small smile. Clove goes to Liz and hugs her. Liz doesn't shake her off this time. She releases her and starts crying. "I'm sorry. I overreacted." Liz says.

"No. You were right. We were cowards to not talk to you. It was a bad time in our lives, something even Katniss and Peeta didn't know completely about. And we didn't want to talk to you about how it is having a baby at 15, because we had bitter and hateful parents that kicked us out of our homes and gave us no support during any of it." Clove replies. Cato comes and holds Liz's hand. "And I'm sorry I didn't do any better. I realized that I wanted to be a part of your life. You're growing up, and we should savor every moment we have together, and not spend it arguing and fighting. Can you find any way to forgive us?" He asks. Liz stays silent for a moment.

"Don't abandon us when I get pregnant, because I have to be 15 as well. And never, ever, smack me like that again. Not sure if you know this, but it really doesn't teach me anything except that I didn't want to be like you." Liz says in a serious tone. Clove nods and hugs her. Cato joins. I turn and hug my own parents. Haymitch hugs Effie and to her utter disgust, kisses her right on the mouth. While she sputters and groans, we walk out of the train, Liz holding onto a gracious hand held out by the blond Avox boy, and then together we walk to the square. "You know, they absolutely hate me here, right?" Liz says. "They might, but I never will." I reply.

Liz POV-

Luke and I patiently wait for when it's time to go onstage. Effie is helping me with what I say so I don't offend anyone but also don't seem to be playing favorites. "Am I allowed to say something about mom? Like that she didn't kill Rue?" I ask. Effie shrugs. "Say whatever you want. And I mean that. Just be a little careful, and be aware of what could happen once you say it." My dad says. "And take 5 seconds to think about what you say before you say it." My mom adds.

An older woman announces our names, and we walk out. Nobody makes a sound. Nothing. No clapping. No boos. Nothing. I wait for it to end, but it doesn't. I smile, feeling the rubber bands stretch slightly. The woman congratulates us and hands us our bouquets of roses, and then the moment I have been waiting for happens. She asks me if I have anything to say.

I go to the microphone and begin in a clear, bold voice "I understand that there was a misunderstanding between Katrina Hayes and me. She was a huge threat to me, and that is so true. But her reason for wanting to kill me is something that is very untrue. Her cousin, Rue, was in the Games with my mother. And she died. This much we all know. My mother was taunting Katniss Everdeen with the fact that she had killed Rue, but this fact is untrue. She wanted something that would make Katniss crack. In reality, a boy from District 1, named Marvel, had killed Rue. My mom did not. And I told Katrina that. She wanted to be allies, and if I was a little less scared of her I would have said yes. She was a threat to me, and I promise, she truly is someone to be proud of. And my mom felt horrible for what happened to Rue. So much in fact that she made Rue my middle name. Thank you for welcoming us into your wonderful district, and I hope that there are no hard feelings." I say. Some light clapping comes and then Luke and I make the rational decision of walking off.

My mom snaps our picture, this time with me in Luke's arms, each of us smiling at the other. I already know it's going to turn out to be a perfect picture. Luke and I go back to the train and I ask him how long until we get to District 12. He says about 20 minutes. So we get our party outfits on, mine a stunning red dress with slanting black lace ruffles along the front. The straps were thin, and I looked perfect. My dad comes in and tells me and Luke something weird. Rue's family started a riot as soon as Luke and I left. They were talking shit about the Games and the Capitol and stuff, and two of Katrina's cousins had been severely injured in the process. The others were fine and well, but being charged with criminal insanity. We share a laugh at that one. Now I know where Katrina got her courage.

We left the train and I see the square of District 12. All fine and fixed. "It's….beautiful." Luke says. Katniss and Peeta come out after us. "You like? It happened while you were on the Tour." Peeta says. "Come quick. We don't want anyone seeing you." I giggle and Luke picks me up.

I squeal and then shut up as we go behind a curtain and into a tent with a youngish woman stands with a clipboard. "Peeta! Katniss! Thank god. You're here right on time." Katniss smiles. "Hello Madge. How's your father?" She asks. Madge laughs. "I'm sure he's watching over me. But I swear, I am the worst mayor ever." The woman that supposedly named Madge says.

I stand next to Luke and hope that someone helps me into the conversation. "Madge, you've met our son Luke I presume." Peeta says. Madge looks at Luke. "I have. Always a pleasure to see you dear. But I don't believe I have met this young lady? Katniss, Peeta, how busy have you been?" She says cheerfully. "Oh. She's not ours. She's Clove and Cato's daughter. Madge, meet Elizabeth Hirsch, Luke's fiancée and fellow Victor." I smile and shake Madge's hand. "Pleasure to meet you." I say.

"Darling, you're far too formal. And now you look familiar. The way you killed that boy from District 1 was genius. Simply genius." She replies. She laughs lightly. My parents aren't here, because they had some business to take care of apparently with the person who is going to be at home to help me. I don't even know what to say.

"Thank you. I really felt bad about it. But only one…well, two in our case, can win this thing. Better that I made it a bit quicker. Some literally took 20 minutes to finally go." I think of Marcus. He was alive for a little while, but not for 20 minutes. Stupid stupid stupid! Why did I just say that?

"So what's our cue to come on?" Luke asks. "Well, I was thinking I would be like, well they were coming, but they aren't here, and then you should walk on and have a microphone and be like this isn't the bathroom. Oh hi there! What do you think?" I think for a second. "That is the perfect idea." I say.

Luke nods and Madge goes on stage to start things up. We wait for her cue, and then walk on, me saying "Luke, I don't think this is the bathroom."And then everyone erupts into cheers, screams and clapping, along with yelling. I start laughing and Luke smiles and wraps an arm around me.

"So, obviously we see that Luke, our own male tribute, is here and well, but what was Alice Dawson like?" Madge asks. "She was very nice. So friendly." Luke says. This gets a lot of laughter from the crowd. "And she was so…well, let's face it, the girl was gorgeous, and I thought I could lose Luke any second to her." I say.

More laughter. This is going so well. "And folks, look at this young lady. Did you know that they are getting married?" Madge says. Luke and I look at each other. I hold up my finger, which now has the promise ring on it. "I have a promise ring to prove it." I say.

Luke steps away from me and over toward Madge. He slips a hand behind his back and I see her hand him something. He steps back toward me and kneels down in front of me. "Elizabeth Hirsch, will you marry me?" He asks with a smile. I open my mouth and gasp as he opens the little black velvet box.

The ring inside is so beautiful. Silver with a pink diamond center….shaped like the Mockingjay pendant I have. "YES! YES YES YES!" I scream. Luke jumps up and I kiss him. He takes my hand and slides the ring expertly onto my finger. We stand there for a minute in complete bliss. Confetti rains down on us in rainbow colors.

Everyone shouts and Luke and I stand there, frozen in time. We kiss once again as more confetti rains down and then I can't help crying hot, happy tears of wonder. I hope Miklisho is watching this. Let that show him that I don't want him. I am happy enough with my life at this very second. And we haven't even gotten to the District wide party yet.

Adorable, right? I loved writing this so much. And I can't believe I took this so long to write it. Seriously, this is 9 pages on Microsoft word. But I had so much to include and write. I hope that all of you loved this. I am still looking for people in my role play/contest. Everyone besides Liz, Luke, Octavia, Jarrica and Katrina are up for anyone to take. But you need to tell me who you want before I give the character to someone else. Leave me a review and let me know. Or send me a PM. Either one of these works. And I would also love for you to submit a review for everything in this chapter in general. I love hearing from you. Please, review and let me know what you're thinking. I can't read minds, but if I could I would be Sooooo happy. Who can I talk to in order to make that happen?