'til The End Of Us Cato X Oc)

The Note

Ivy's POV: We had been walking up toward a more hilly area, conveniently there was a over hang to a lake under it. "This should be good." Cato said as he dropped his pack down. "Want to check what's in the bags?" Cato asked, I nodded as I also set my pack down. Quickly going threw the bags we made piles of stuff. "Day 1, today: we can have 1 apple each, half a roll, a cup full of water, and 2 jerky sticks." Cato nodded, running a hand through his hair frustrated. "I don't like this." He said quietly, suddenly standing up, I too stood up "What's wrong?" I asked setting down a piece of gauze "This." He said, throwing his arms out, "I can't do this. I'm scared if I look away from you for a second that- that you would disappear." I nodded as I made my way toward him, gently placing my hands on his face, making him look at me, "I'm not going anywhere, not without telling you first." He nodded as he sat back down, calming down. We quickly spent the rest of the day setting up our new camp. It was small, pitiful compared to what we had back at the Cornucopia but it would suffice, not had yet fallen but we began preparations for sleeping. "Um, Cato? You only packed one sleeping bag." I said pulling it out. "I know, we can't bring extra luggage it'll only slow us down." He said sensibly, I nodded. We both looked up to hear a welcomed sound. A sponsor! We looked at each other before Cato went and untangled the parachute from the branches that currently held it. "A note?" Cato said as he brought it down. The letter read...

Cato, Ivy, they love you back in the Capitol. Your story has shocked many, your moments touching their 'souls' give them more. They won't stayed satisfied for long - Brutus

We each turned "Who knew that he had such good hand writing." Cato said, eye brows raised in feign shock.