What if Katniss was captured by the Capitol (Discontinued For now)

Stop blaming it all on me!

Sorry to everyone that thought this was a new chapter. I am working on a chapter both in this book and the new story: Mockingjay 2.0 so it will take a while. I'm trying to make a schedule but it's not going so well. Also read what stands in the Authors Note under Important. It is a shout-out and a small part of the story about how I found Wattpad.

----Peeta's pov----

When I break the hug, the door opens and a man in his late thirties walks in.

"Mr Mellark, we need you in comand. And by the way my name is Boggs" the man, Boggs, says.

I stand up and follow Boggs down the halls of district 13. I see many people in here, but only some of them I know. Boggs leads me to a dark, creepy room. In the middle of the room there is a table, on the walls are big screens with maps and whoever knows what on! Boggs offers me a seat.

When I sit down I look around the table, looking for someone I know. Well... let's say I didn't find anyone I know, but i find some I found someone Katniss knows. Gale Hawthorne. He looks at me with hatered in his eyes, and belive me I know he thinks it's my faut Katniss is in the capitol. And it is. I should have gone with her, to protect her.

Around the table I also found a woman with grey hair. She looks so... angry. Wonder why?

Right then she speaks up "We can start this meeting as soon as Mr.Heavensbee, Mrs.Trinket, Mr.Abernathany and Mr.Odair decides to show up." She says slightly anoyed. Wait... Trinket? That's Effie! Is she here? If she is she dosen't have her wigs or fluffy dresses. I think it would be fun to see her without the makeup, wigs and dresses. 

I continue to look around the table and see that Beetee sits right in front of me. How could I miss that!! Only if Katniss were here. She would have been bombaring the people with questions, and she would have made fun of Effie, because she dosen't have her capitol fashion. This make me sad. I couldn't even protect the girl I love. It should be me in the stupid capitol, me wo gets tortured, not Katniss.

We all sit quiet until Haymitch, Effie, Finnick and Plutarch stumble in the room. "Good, now when you all are finally here we can get this meeting started. By the way I'm Alma Coin for those who dosen't know" the gray haired woman- named Coin- said.

Eveybody sits down and Plutarch speaks up "We all know our Mockingjay is captured. In order to win this rebellion we need a leader." he says.

"If we had Katniss we would probably already have invaded the Capitol or we could have won if just someone would want to do anything." Haymitch says, reffering to me when he says 'someone' and I feel myself getting angry at them for blaming me for not doing anything when it's their fault when Katniss, the real Mockingjay, is captured. 

"We can search for a new Mockingjay and train him or her and that will take about three months and by then we have already lost. Or maybe someone that have just been in battle can continue since he is still in good shape." Haymitch says, once again, reffering to me. 

Thats when I explode in anger. I stand up and my chair flies on the floor behind me and I see a few people jump in their seats. I turn to Coin, Hamitch and Plutarch.

"You talk about this like it's my fault we are losing this battle! It isn't! It's yours! You were the ones that left Katniss in that arena! You should have known that I wouldn't help if Katniss wasn't here! You all should stop blaming all of this on me!" I yell and then storm out of the room and slam the door shut behind me.

I lean against the wall and calm down a little, then I walk to the cafeteria since I was kind of hungry.

Inside the cafeteria there is almost hundreds of tables where people can sit and eat. By one of the tables sits Delly Cartwright, my oldest friend. She sits by the younger children that goes to kindergarden and on her spare-time she helps the teachers with all he children. She have always enjoyed the thought of children, just like me.

I smile a little to myself. I've missed her alot since I haven't had a real talk to her since before my first games. There has been a few moments that we have met in the square when I came back from the games and the victory tour and we have had a small talk.

I walk over to the kitchen and get my meal. It's not very much just a piece of bread, a small bowl of noodle soup and a glass of water. 

I look around the room and see the teacher call the children in for lesson and they all run to their classroom. Delly stayed by the table and waved to them as they left. She stays since I know that on her schedule it stands that she still has lunch.

I slowly walk up behind her and poke her shoulder. She turns around and her face breaks into a smile when she sees me. I smile back only weaker.

"Can I sit here?" I say and point to the empty seat beside her. "Sure!" She says in her bubbly self.

I take the seat next to her. For a while we eat in a comfortable silence until we both have eaten up. Then we chat about random things. It feels like old times again only back in the days I knew that the love of my life was safe, now I don't know if she's dead or alive. And it makes me heart-broken. 

Delly seems to notice that I am acting a bit off because she asks: "What's wrongs Peet?" The back of my mind chuckles, remembering the time before the games when she used to call me Peet.

I look up at her, into her eyes already feeling tears forming in my eyes. "What is better to ask is what's NOT wrong. My whole family is dead, my home is destroyed, my father figure is almost turning his back at me and the love of my life is gone, I don't know if she is dead or alive or if right in this moment she is getting torture for information she dosen't even know." By the end of my speech, more like rant, the tears are rolling down my cheeks.

Delly's face expression changes, I can't really tell what, and then she throws her arms around me. "It's okay, Peet. She's probably still alive and she's fine. I can be your family now." She whispers into my shoulder. For now I guess I can feel a little bit of reassurance about her being okay. 

Authors note

Hey! I have edited this and I had to unpublish it to do it, sorry. I edited it 'cause I realised I were writing something that wasn't meant to be there, it wouldn't fit with what I planned for the future chapters so I went back and edited the whole sh*t.   

And Delly works with children, right? Something in the back of my head whispers to me that she does. I don't remember if it stands in the books, it's been a while since I read the real trilogy, I have read a few fanfics that stays really true to the actual books, but it stands nearly nothing about Delly or Leevy or anyone of the random citizens of District 12. I don't know why but I have always thought that Delly was in love with Peeta. 

Important:

I've been a member a Wattpad for 1 year now. So happy anniversary to me! I wanted to thank PeetaMellark1234, if it weren't for her and her story 'Another story about what would happen if Katniss were pregnant part 1' I wouldn't have found Wattpad. 

I probably wouldn't still be in the THG fandom if it weren't for all the fanfics here on Wattpad. So if it werent for PeetaMellark1234, my life wouldn't be the way it's today. I want to write a private message to her and become her friend but I am too shy. Please go check out her profile and make sure you read her books. I will also write the full story about how I found Wattpad.

End of important 

 And I'm sorry if I spelled something wrong! But anyway, hoped you liked the chapter and if you have read the original hope you like this better since I can never ever, ever write the original one again.

Thanks for reading and may the odds be ever in your favour - Katniss701