When our eyes met, the memories all came rushing back. From throwing her the bread to saying goodbye at the Lightening Tree to the red plaid dress on the first day of Kindergarten. I remembered it all so much clearer, the shiny memories seemed to fade to so much dimmer terrors. But she's nearly dead. How can I convince her to go on, that life is still worth living. How can I reignite the fire that burns in the eyes of Katniss Everdeen, the girl who was on fire, without getting burned in the process. (My second After Mockingjay story. I just want to make one a little more true to the books. This is not discontinuing Help Me Make It Through The Night and Here I Go Again. I just want to write a different view of what could have happened.)

The last eight years my world has been a crazy storm with a million things flying around here and there, but one thing was continually constant: Peeta was always the calm center of the storm. Whenever I needed to find solace, I could look to him and find it. It's worth more to me than he could ever know. "I love you," I blurt. He smiles softly and cups my cheek. "I love you." ---- The war is won, Katniss is back in 12, and Peeta is trying to rid himself of the flashbacks. Together, they are trying to fix their relationship - whatever it was. Yeah, we know it happens, but how? What happened in the jump between the end of 'Mockingjay' and the epilogue? That's what this story is about. It will walk you through the empty space between the end of the book and the epilogue, and beyond.