Heaven. (After the games.)

The wedding.

cato pov.

My hands shake I'm so nervous. I give a terrified huff of breath and look to Mr. Everdeen, he is marrying us. He gives me I smile. "Don't be nervous, Clove loves you." I pier down the ile. My heart is going to beat out of my chest. So many thoughts circle my mind, I'm dizzy. What if she says no, she can't want to spend the rest of forever with me. Do I want to spend it with her.

Yes. There was never doubt about that.

My thoughts are paused when I hear the doors creek open. Clove stands at the end of the Ike and suddenly everything washed away. All the gorgeous brides maids my best man and all the angels watching, gone. Time stops and I just stare a the most unncoventionally beautiful girl I've ever met. I now know why I had the instinct to save her in the games. Clove is mine. My other half, the better part of me that if I had to live without I would die.

Little rue throws white rose petals and one gently lands on clove nose. Bringing me back to reality. I hear the music and I breath in the sweet smell of vanilla. Clove blows the petal off her nose then takes her place at the end of the ile.

"You may say your vows." David everdeen bellows.

"Cato Riptide Hadley, we are possibly the oddest couple you will ever meet. We challenge each other and we both still believe we are "ther dominate one." All thought he was the little spoon once." That gets a laugh out of me. I will never admit if that was true. " but do know this, no one can and will ever mess with our love. Because you know , and I'm sorry you've experienced it, we will hunt you down. We both never want to go in the games, we never wanted to kill anyone, but when I was reeped, and Cato volunteered a part of us died. The sane part of us. Seeing him here okay, cause that piece of me to grow back on." Clove finishes.

"Clove Javelin Marlin. When I look into your eyes I'm home. For the first time I am safe and I dont ever want to hurt anyone anymore. I remember the first time I saw you. We were ten when the male and female training halls were joined together.we were both in the same knife throwing class when the instructor said that to start off the class there would be a knife throwing competition. Winner gets lunch. We usually only get one full meal a day, if you got two you were lucky. So I stepped up and hit the target on the edge of the second ring. At the time it was pretty awesome. Everyone else went and I had won. But then little clove stepped up. I remember me and a friend laughing, thinking it was cute that such a frail little girl could beat me.

And she kicked my ass. That's when she said her first words to me. " never under estimate me." And when I let her go to the feast alone in the arena. Those were the last words she said to me. You will never meet a girl more unconventionally beautiful or as leathal and deadly as clove. She is a burning fireball of emotion and I could live a thousand lifetimes and never deserve her. But I want her to know one thing.

They say when you die your life flashes before your eyes. But all I saw was clove, because she is my life. "

"Do you clove Merlin take Cato Hadley through sickness and in Heath good and bad to never part. " david chants.

Clove looks my in the eyes and gives a gleaming smile. "I do."

"And do you, Cato Hadley take clove Merlin through sickness and in Heath good and bad to never part." My blood is pumping, say it say it. Just two little words. " I do."

" you may kiss the bride." I slide my hand around her waist and pull her close. She raises on her tip toes and connects our lips. After pulling away she whisper s in my ear." I will always love you."

The rest of the wedding way normal. We had the usual dances but it all seems to blur like I'm surprised clove loves me. I geuss I was just surprised there was nothing to harm us, for the first time there is no risk or gamble.

It soon came time for clove to throw the bundle of flower over her shoulder and what ever single rwoman caught it would find love.

" are you ready." Clove shouts and the crowd of woman behind her. They scream and cheer as clove slings the bouquet over her shoulder and over the crowd. I can't see who caught it but I her the gasps of several woman. The unknown angel is shoved through the crowd towards us. I can see the top of her head, blond.

She is pushed onto the floor before me and clove. Her choppy hair covering her face. She piers up at us and the blond locks fall from her face. Her face in pale and hollow almost unrecognizable. But I knew, clove knew, marvel knew. We knew. Because the angel standing I front of us was glimmer grasping onto the white roses like they were the only thing keeping her sane.

She had done something good and the devil couldn't have that.

"I'm sorry." Was all she could choke out.

Clove kneeled down next to her and helped her up. "It's okay."

Rue and clove take her in our house to get her cleaned up. Everyone flys back to there platform without a word. I just stand there at an empty alter, alone. Everything is quiet. But the silence is comforting. I'm at an indescribable peace with the world.

I decide to clean up, if I don't who is going to. I fly all the chairs back to their owners doorstep and role up the carpet used as an Ile and return the alter to David. Who oddly wasn't home, unlike everyone else. I'm left brushing the rose petals off the platform falling down into the abyss of platforms. I've been to where the platform end flying up, but not down. I sopose I will check that out.

Not today. To much has happened today for another adventure.

Tomorrow. Definitely tomorrow.

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I I know it's been a wile and it's not a long chapter but I will be updating now regularly until the story ends. I know there aren't many Cato fans left but I need to keep the fans alive. Please comment if you are a clato fan I need to know that there are more of my kind.

Until next time my little pufferfish.