After Mockingjay: I Need You

Chapter 12

Katniss's POV

As I storm thorugh the hallways I am caught off guard.

"Effie?"

"Oh Katniss, what's wrong deary?"

"Peeta." I softly huff, she's obviously in my way.

"Oh Darling I am so sorry! Well let's bring the old team together!"

"We don't have much time!"

But before I know it I feel strong, firm hands on my waist. I turn around to see the eyes of fire.

Gale.

"Gale, I am not in the mood for-"

"Katniss I am not looking for-"

"We don't have time to waste!" I squeak.

"Katniss I won't-"

"Just shut up and let's go!"

Gale walks out of the hospital, looking infuriated. I don't care at this point, if he wants to help he can. If not we don't need him. He hasn't been fairly caring these past years. Sure he was when I was first in the games but once the quarter quell came around his jealousy sparked a big change in his demeanor.

I wait for Haymitch to walk out of the room where I once laid. He skips out and walks next to me.

"Let's go!" He chants.

Effie pulls up the rear, clicking her heels furiously against the 'EMERGENCY' floors. They echo through out.

I finally let my teeth seek through my mouth, opening it into a well edged smile. Haymitch seems to take notice.

"Smiling sweetheart?"

"Well I am excited I'll get to see Peeta again."

"Aa, so the Star-Crossed Lovers will really be happening huh?"

"Only if he agrees."

"Oh I think he will, he really loves you."

I let that sink in, нɛ яɛαℓℓʏ ℓσvɛƨ мɛ

нɛ яɛαℓℓʏ ℓσvɛƨ мɛ

нɛ яɛαℓℓʏ ℓσvɛƨ мɛ

I never believed I'd ever love anyone again, or ever as much as Prim.

There's something about Peeta that almost surpasses my dieing love for Prim.

His sweet loving, blue eyes that are so welcoming. His giant bear hugs that could make me fall alseep and never want to leave. His peaceful slumber that looks like a living heaven. I don't know what does but it really has an effect on me. And I love the tickling feeling I get in the pit of my stomach when we are together. When I see him, there will be no doubt in my mind that I won't be the first to let go. We fit like glue. I just need my other half. If he want to be the other half.

"You really think so?"

"Of course."

"I'll take your word for it."

By this point we are racing against time. There are news prodcasts out on his public beating that I refuse to look at for the time being, or basically forever.

We eventually meet to my home. I grab my arrows and my bow. Haymitch is searching the District for weapons and things to buy off since we have more money then we need.

In the darkness setting in, the rays of sunlight hiding from the moon, waiting for the moon to seek later in the morning I am in panic. I am worried there will be nothing left but tinted blood when I reach the innonce of sweet Peeta. Even if there is all I need is to find him, and hopefully the clock and death's toll doesn't beat us there.

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