LOVELY

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'Dreams are like angels.
They keep bad at bay.
Love is the light.
Scaring darkness away.'
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Cato Hadley woke from unconsciousness, screaming out a name. Upon realising he was no longer trapped in the horrifying arena, he threw himself off the metal bed and began trying to figure out where he was and how to escape. Banging on the metallic walls of the confined space, Cato's knuckles started bruising and his throat sore from the screaming.

Mechanical noises tore his attention to a part of the wall that slid open to reveal Finnick Odair. The man from District Four looked a little worse for wear but he appeared unharmed and alive. That was all that mattered, as he knew Indiana would be relieved to know that. However, the look on his face was grim and despite burning with millions of questions, Cato knew he didn't want to hear the answer to the most important question come out of Finnick's mouth.

"Where are we?" Were the first words out of the man from Two's mouth.

"We're in District Thirteen."

"That doesn't exist. The Capitol blew it up." Cato reminded, eyebrows furrowing.

"Not anymore. Now it's an underground rebel base."

"Does that mean we're safe from the Capitol?"

"Cato, look-." Finnick interrupted, not being able to keep it to himself anymore.

"She's not here, is she?" Cato's voice was grim upon seeing Finnick's facial expression.

"We're pretty sure – not 100% - that the Capitol has her. Along with Peeta, Johanna, Enobaria and Annie. We have no way of knowing for sure. I'm so sorry, Cato."

As Cato sunk to the floor, Finnick went down with him and pulled the larger guy in for a hug. Bursting into tears, Cato didn't pull away but sobbed into the slimmer man's chest. The pair of them stayed that way, hugging each other until medical officials came in to check over Cato and Finnick was called away.

Cato was miles away from his fiancée with no indication as to whether she was safe, imprisoned or dead. The only thing he had left of her was the hole in his heart that her absence created and the anxiety of not knowing.

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Indiana Summers woke from unconsciousness and found herself lying on a cold floor in the dark. Upon realising that she was no longer trapped in the horrifying arena, she began pacing the room and trying to figure out where she was and how to escape. However, her fists connected with metal bars and the sound of bone on steel resonated throughout the room.

As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she noticed that there were six cells in the room, including hers. However, it was too dark to see what could possibly be inside the cells. Eyes catching on an insignia branded on the faraway wall, Indiana let out a strangled yell when she figured out that she was imprisoned within the Capitol.

"Indiana, calm down. It's okay." Peeta's soothing voice came from the cell adjoined to hers, his face appearing at the bars.

"We're in the Capitol, aren't we?" Indiana's voice wavered slightly.

"Trapped like rabbits. Small and defenceless." Johanna's familiar snark sounded from the cell on Indiana's left.

Remembering the rock that had been smashed against her temple, Indiana whirled around to face the older woman.

"Who else is here?" Indiana asked Peeta, a more important question hidden within that one.

"He's not," said Peeta apologetically, picking up on it. "Neither is Finnick, Katniss or Beetee. Brutus is dead."

Sinking to the floor, Indiana leaned her back against the bars of the cell connecting hers to Peeta's, her hand coming to rest on the ground. Peeta's back was also leaning against the cell, his hand coming up by Indiana's. Lacing their fingers together, the two teenagers stayed there on the floor until the lights switched on and Peeta was dragged away from her.

Lying down on the cold ground, ignoring the bed connected to the back wall of the cell, Indiana curled up into a ball and let out all the pent-up tears she had been keeping in since the beginning of the 75th Hunger Games.

She was miles away from her fiancé and didn't even have her ring symbolising his love; it was lost within the expansive ruins of the arena. Furthermore, she had no idea whether Cato was also lying within the ruins or if he had somehow managed to escape, aiding the rebellion and planning her rescue. Was he alive? What if he believed her dead and never came for her?

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'Cleaning my soul.
Flame on burn desire.
Love with tongues of fire.
Purge the soul.'
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