"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"

In this alternate ending of the Clato fanfiction "Needing the Impossible", Cato and Clove make it to the end of the Hunger Games and come out the victors. I could give you a lame synopsis, but I'd rather you just read it for yourself and tell me what you think :)

Clove and Cato did the impossible. They won the 74th Hunger Games. They are living and are together. But how long will their happiness last?

A backstory on the infamous career tributes of District 2. How did they really get into the Games? What is it that set them apart from the other tribute pairs? Why did they hide their relationship? Cato & Clove, from district 2, they were star-crossed lovers, but no one knew. This is mostly Clove's point of view. ~Entered in Watty Awards 2012! PLEASE Read, Comment, Vote, etc. Thanks!~ I only own the Fanfic! All Hunger Games credits go to Suzanne Collins.

Clove, the blood thirsty career from 2, isnt who you think she is. In this story, I will pretend Cato and clove won the Hunger Games. Read more to find out what would have happened if they got a chance to love.