Hijacked

Chapter Sixty Five

Chapter Sixty Five

KATNISS'S POV

I'm in a dark room in cinna's MockingJay dress and I see Peeta in a white suite. He walks over to me and I hug him closely, praying for this seal not to break.

But then he gets out of the embrace and smiles at me, and then something pulls him back into the darkness and his smile, his beautiful blue eyes disappear and the boy with the bread is gone.

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I sit up screaming in my quarters and look out the window to see the flashing lights of the Capitol. Someone rushes in and I see Peeta, skinny and still frail, his blue eyes with deep bags under them filled with worry.

"I'm sorry it was just a dream." I say quietly. "Oh, it's okay Katniss... You know I get them too." He turns. "Goodnight." "Peeta?" He nods. "Yeah?" "Will you stay with me?" His hand slowly moves from

The keypad of the door and his bottom lip starts quivering, his eyes filling with tears. "Always."

He walks over to the side of the bed where I move over and he brings me into his lap where I start crying. "Sh, it's okay Katniss. I got ya, I'm right here." "I'm so sorry Peeta." I stutter. He kisses the top of my head. "It's okay, none of this is your fault." His hands move to my distended stomach and kisses my cheek.

"I'm not going anywhere, even if I might have relapses I'll be here... I promise." And then I slowly drift off into sleep finally without any nightmares, in peace, in my husbands arms.

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GALE'S POV

I laugh at one of my friends stories while we are in the hospital and I turn to see Peeta holding Willow in one arm and his other arm around Katniss's hips. Katniss turns, her dark curls falling down her back and gives me a reassuring smile.

I look down, feeling ashamed. "Are you still love struck over Everdeen?" I scoff. "Yeah I mean look at her, she's beautiful!" "Obviously she is, I'm sure if Peeta wasn't in the picture it would be all out war between the soldiers in thirteen for her." He puts his hands on my shoulders. "Snap out of it, there are plenty of other just as beautiful girls. What about Cressida?" I laugh. "She would never go out on a date with me, she's to busy and so content with her work." He shrugs.

"Hey, she's hot and she's a totally different person out of the field." I smirk. "Alright, I'll see what she's doing. She's in District Three Right?" My friend nods. "Yeah, at her cabin you'll find her there with a few of her dogs." "She lives in a cabin?" I say in disbelief. He nods. "Yeah up in the mountains." "You must be talking about another Cressida." He shakes his head.

"Nope, she's up there and gives herself new tattoos all the time, maybe she'll give you one." He chuckles. I roll my eyes and grab my bag, slinging it over my shoulder. "Alright I'm going to three." "Have fun Hawthorne!" When I hop off the train in District Three, beautiful mountains over the horizon with people quietly talking in the small town... It looks like nothing where Cressida would live.

I take a deep breath and walk into town. After getting directions and hiking up the mountains for a few hours I finally make it to her cabin. I walk up the creaky steps and knock on the heavy wood door. No answer then I hear a dog bark. I turn and see a white lab, wagging it's tail and then runs outback.

I follow it and then see Cressida, taking a chunk out of a red apple and chewing it while swinging in a hammock. She looks over. "Hey Cressida." She raises an eyebrow, half her shaved and tattooed head shining in the beautiful sunlight. "Oh hey Gale, why are you here?" I look at what she's wearing. A white tank top and jean shorts, showing off more tattoos down her legs. She clears her throat and I look up into her green eyes and she smirks.

"I uh, thought I'd visit... I've never been in District Three." She chuckles, taking another chunk out of her apple. "There isn't really anything that special here but I like the company." She stands and hands me her apple. "Because I was thinking about taking some photos with this old camera I found at a auction." She pats my chest. "You can be my model." I instantly blush.

"Oh I'm not great at model-" "Don't worry I'll teach ya, let me get my camera and we'll go." As she walks into her cabin I wonder what I got myself into.

___A Few Hours Later__

"Alright lean on that rock." She says, looking into the lens. I lean against it and look at the camera as she kneels on the dirt path. "Uh, look up at the sky." I do and chuckle as I hear her snap the photo. "Why are we doing this Cressida?" She smiles, still looking in the lens.

"I don't have much company, and I find this fun." She walks over to me and hands me the camera. "Here take some of me." I nod slowly and she stands by the rock, leans against it and smirks at me. "Well come on Hawthorne don't gawk at me." I nod and take a photo and she laughs. She looks over at one of her dogs, showing off her tattoos that run down her neck from her half shaven head and I take the picture.

I grin. "You're beautiful." I say and she smiles. "Really?" I nod. "Very beautiful." Then she walks over to me, putting her hand on my chest and my eyes go wide. She giggles. "Let's get back to the cabin." When we get back to the cabin I am sitting at her table, somehow with Cressida giving me my first tattoo on my arm and she doesn't let me look at it, I have to look away.

"Cressida can I look?" She wipes it off after a hour and nods. "Yeah, look." She leans against her chair and I look down to see a heart with G + C inside of it in cursive. "Does this mean-?" She grabs my shirt collar and smirks. "You can't get rid of me now." Then her lips press mine gently and then she breaks away and looks outside. "You might want to get to bed in the guest room, it's late."

Then she walks upstairs. "Night Hawthorne." And then the door shuts... What the hell just happened?

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