Chapter 23

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All the power went out, everything, even the lights, and the mini lights on everything. She had over done the system.  

But, what happened to Han? Was she okay? She still had the tracker. She was still being tracked by the Capitol. We couldn't take her to District thirteen. They would stop us, take everyone else, and EVERYTHING would be ruined. Years of training, planning, even saving my life would all be useless. Someone needed to take her tracker out, then take her out. And whoever was left.  

I ran out and took the stairs to the Capitol hospital. They were loading people from the Hunger Games drones. 

Peeta. 

Brutus.  

Enorbaria.  

Han. 

They were all unconscious, most likely put under a drug to keep them from running. I couldn't wait any longer. I rushed to her. A doctor pushed me away, then kept moving along, like I didn't exist. A lot of people wanted to see the Victors or tributes, how ever they thought about them. I held back, they had guns under their coats if it got bad, I saw a flash of one under one's coat. I sat down then ran to the visiting center, I wore a mask as if I were contagious, and people stayed away, no one could recognize me. 

I waited a long time, they were guarding the entrance from reporters and Capitol people. Hours past, and the crowd calmed down. There were only a few left now. When screams arose out of the room, I ran in, pushing through. They were her screams. I had never heard her scream, but it was her voice. I ran around, heavily breathing, checking every room. I ran fast, because nurses were chasing me. It was harder to run, because I was wearing a mask. 

When it got too hard, I threw it off, and it was like a breath of fresh air. At around the fifteenth room, I saw her. She was shaking, and bald. She was screaming, and the nurses were backing up. 

"AND FUCK YOU, WHAT DID I EVERY DO TO YOU, GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT!"  

She saw my shadow, and started to scream for me to leave, but when I didn't, she looked up. Tears in her eyes, scared. 

"Ven." I ran into her arms, gently. She had too many wires around her. The doctors wouldn't come back for a while. 

"I missed you." 

"But I'm here, you're here and we're okay. Both alive." 

"Barely."  

I kissed her.  

I sat on the bed and lay next to her. I fell asleep in her arms, with all the wires and the loud noises outside. She put her arm around me and we both fell into a wonderful dream land with no problems. Well, I did. She might have had nightmares, but she was still the entire night. 

I dreamed we were both in the Hunger Games, it was stressful until Effie called me. She was in rainbow. She told me I would never be in trouble or be in the Capitol again. I was safe. 

Oh, how I wish that was reality.

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