Katniss and Peeta: For you

T.E.A.M

Hey people, if you're wondering why I haven't written in months, its because, I'm writing on a school laptop, and over the summer, we aren't aloud to bring our laptops home. Sorry bout that, so I wrote a longer chapter to make up for it.

Katniss POV

I wake up screaming again, but his arms are tight around me, in an instant.

"It's okay Katniss." Peeta says, stroking my hair. "Your safe."

"I'm sorry Peeta." I say. 

"You have nothing to be sorry for." Peeta says calmly. "Just go back to sleep."

"I can't Peeta." I sob. "I can't have another nightmare."

"I'm here Katniss." Peeta says, "You don't need to be afraid."

"I am Peeta," I say, harsher then I meant to. "I am afraid and there's nothing you can do about it. You can't help me."

Peeta stops talking, his arms around me weakening. 

"Peeta-i..." I stammer, "I didn't mean that."

Peeta blinks furiously, a new memory coming forward.

"You pushed me into an urn?" he says softly. "Real or not real?"

"Real," I rasp. "I was angry at you, I didn't understand what you were doing, I didn't know you were protecting me."

Peeta nods, "Okay."

My heart sinks. "Peeta," I say, pleadingly.

"C'mon." He says firmly. "I think you should talk to Haymitch, he's not broken like me, maybe he can help."

We both pull on coats and boots, and walk over to Haymitch's place, I make a few pleading attempts to speak with Peeta, but to no avail.

Finally, Haymitch answers the door, it's late, after midnight. But Haymitch is wearing his suit from yesterday.

"What?" He grouches. "I'm not singing you kids a lullaby."

"Good." Peeta grumbles.

Haymitch studies us, He see's our pyjamas, hidden under our coats, he sees my tear streaked face and the hard expression on Peeta's face.

"Get in here." Sighs Haymitch.

When we reach the kitchen, we see Effie, sitting at the table, a glass of milk in front of her, and a empty seat beside her.

"Peeta, Katniss." Effie gasps, rushing to us. "What's wrong, it's so late!"

"I'm gonna take Katniss to the sitting room." Haymitch says gruffly. 

Effie nods, her eyes searching my face.

"Can you talk to Peeta?" Haymitch asks.

"Me?" Peeta snaps. "I brought Katniss here, so you could comfort her, I don't need any help right now."

"I will talk to Katniss, Effie will talk to Peeta." Haymitch says angrily. "You came here for help, so you're getting it!

Haymitch grabs my arm, pulling my into the sitting room.

"Easy!" I say, pushing him off me.

Haymitch glares at me. "Sit." He snaps.

I sit, "Happy now?"

"No Katniss, I'm not!" Haymitch says, pacing angerly in front of me. "You two show up, like this, in the middle of the night. You think I'm gonna be happy?"