The Hunger Games Imagines [Requests Closed]

Gale Imagine for Naomi

Y/L/N: Your Last Name

I open my eyes and I'm back in that small room again. I look around and see the same dresser that has my few belongings. Everything looks the same, but I still feel that something is different.

The T.V. starts flickering and I look up just in time to see the static before someone's face slowly takes place on the screen. A wrinkled but still menacing face, white hair, and a beard and mustache the same color. He looks serious, as he always does, but I can sense his amusement. He didn't just show up to talk about small matters. He never shows up just to talk about small matters. "Naomi," he says. "I have some news for you."

"I don't want to hear it."

"Gale is dead."

I feel the words shock me and I clench my fists. "No, he isn't," I say. "You're lying."

"Watch." I hear something click on the T.V. and the screen changes to a view of the Capitol. I see the hovercraft Gale was in fly by, and missiles get shot into the air. Most of the missiles hit the hovercraft and I see it start to go down before the video ends and President Snow comes back on the screen.

"Gale," I whisper, rubbing the smooth surface of the necklace he had given me just before he had left to rescue Peeta and the others from the Capitol.

"Just in case I don't get back," he had said.

I feel tears well in my eyes but hold them back. I can't cry, I think. Not in front of him, at least. "No. He's alive. I know he is."

"Wishful thinking, Miss Y/L/N? We knew they were there the whole time. They did pretty good with the distractions though, using the propos to cut the connection."

I'm barely listening to him, though. All I can think of is Gale and how I may never see him again.

"He's dead, Naomi. Gale is dead."

Then, I wake up and sit upright in the bed. I look around the room. It isn't the small grey room, instead it's a simple room with brown walls and a window. "Gale?" No answer. I shout out to him again, feeling panic rising inside me.

I hear heavy footsteps run up the stairs and sigh when I see Gale standing at the door. He walks over to the bed and lies down beside me. "Nightmare?" He murmurs softly, stroking my hair.

I nod. "President Snow...he said you were dead. And then I woke up and you weren't there..." I feel tears come to my eyes and lay my head against his chest, hearing his steady breathing and feeling the rise and fall of his chest.

He wiped some tears from my face. "It's ok, I'm still here."

I sniffled. "What were you doing before you came here?"

"I was working, I just came to get something quick to eat."

It was the first time I had noticed that he was wearing his working clothes. "I'm sorry. I must be annoying you with all my nightmares all the time."

He shook his head. "It's not your fault. I'll always be here."

"Forever?"

He smiled and wrapped his arm around me, kissing the top of my head. "Forever."