The Hovercraft Ride.

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When I wake, my arms attached to multiple different tubes and IV's. I have an oxygen mask on, and I'm laying next to .... Beetee?

I remove my mask and my damp hair falls down my back in waves. Dried things and plants stick into it.

I find a box of needles and medicine and look to Beetee. He's alive, I watch his chest rise and fall for a second before I pick up a needle in each hand. I slowly make my way to the door.

Where's Peeta? My mind chants.

I need to find him. I have to find him. I think about yelling his name, but the peacekeepers could just come in here and kill me off. I grip the needle a little tighter, ready to fight.

When the doors slide open I'm greeted with a bright blinding light. "Katniss?" A soft voice asks. "Katniss!" It calls again.

"P-Peeta?!" I ask shocked. As my vision returns I see four sets of eyes staring back at me.

Haymitch, Finnick, Johanna, Plutarch, and then my Peeta. "P-Peeta!" I gasp running towards him.

We collapse in a pile on the tile floor. Our sobs fill the room, along with each of us telling each other we love the other one. The rest of the people in the room are quiet, watching us.

I don't care though, this time it's okay everyone hears this. "I love you Peeta, I love you. Please believe me." I whisper running my fingers through his tangled blonde locks.

"I do Katniss. I do believe you. Always, always." He assures me.

Our lips connect and the passion burns between us, I open my mouth slightly and let him in. I love this boy, I love him more than anything.

Someone clears their throat and I turn my head. Haymitch clears his throat again. "As much as id love to let you guys catch up .. We really must talk.."

"Yes, we must." Plutarch agrees.

"A-alright." I grip onto peetas hand as if it's my lifeline.

"Everyone sit please"

We all take seats around the table, I'm next to Peeta and Finnick and Johanna at the end closest to Haymitch and Plutarch who are standing.

Haymitch looks terrible. His eyes bloodshot, and his neck is covered in an uncomfortable looking stubble. And now that I look, I notice it's growing on Peeta also.

"So...as you know this isn't normal game protocol..." Johanna chuckles. "We have captured you, from the Capitol. That's why Brutus and Ennobaria cut out your trackers." He points to our forearms.

That's what they were doing.

"They knew about this?" I ask.

"Most of the tributes did. Ever since the reaping announcement our only plans were to get you all out alive." Plutarch answers. "I contacted the other tributes right as we all entered the Capitol. Then spoke to them at the tribute parade, when we finally agreed on a plan everything was already set."

"How did you know they would keep quiet?" Peeta asks his hand finding mine.

"Because they were just as mad at the Capitol as we all are. They wanted revenge like the rest of us."

I nod. "Where are we going to?"

"District thirteen."

That makes my eyes shoot open. "District thirteen? That's not possible..." I whisper.

"It is Catnip.." I see him round the counter. I instantly feel Peetas soft grip on my hand turns to a death grip.

"Gale?" I whisper.

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