Late into the dark night, someone comes and taps my shoulder. "Your watch is over."

"Peeta?" I whisper barely look up.

"You and Dayne can sleep."

"Is it your watch?" I ask sleepily.

"Yes."

"Can you stay here?" I mumble.

"No I'm going back to my spot."

I sigh. "I love you." I whisper.

He sighs loudly. "Yeah, I love you too."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Just go to sleep."

I don't speak again, I can hear it in his voice that he's angry. At what though?

Now more than ever we have to be on the same page. Carefully in my sleepy state I lay dayne down on the ground and then do the same. I use his arm as a pillow seeing that I don't have one.

We snore late into the morning. But for some reason something doesn't feel quiet right.

***

I wake by Dayne rustling and moving under me. I sit straight up, suddenly alert and on my feet.

I stand before an army of people, all sitting on the ground eating a small breakfast around smaller fires.

"I'm gonna make my rounds." I tell Dayne before getting up and stretching.

I walk between the people. They web together like an unbreakable chain. I nod to all of them. "How did everyone sleep?" I ask to no one in particular.

"Miss mockingjay." A man says with a strange accent. "It is so cold, so so cold during the night."

"I know it is. That will only be for the first few nights. We will have a camp built. I promise you that."

I honestly didn't feel the cold lashing at my skin last night, Peeta's words made well sure I was numb to the world.

Peeta.

I spin around finding all of our people gathered around a fire, a map laid out before them.

"Dayne." I shout. He looks up at me from his squatted position by some of the crowd. He bolts over to me. "My side, remember?"

"Right." He nods. "So how'd you sleep?" He asks.

"Great. Thanks for your arm." I chuckle as we near the group. Everyone stands to meet us. "Guys this is Dayne. He knows what he's doing." I nod.

"Pleasure Sir." He tells Haymitch as he shakes his hand.

Peeta doesn't stand, or even look up from his breakfast as us. I walk over and sit down next to him, putting a hand on his back as I do so.

"Hey baby. Sorry I couldn't find you last night. I-"

"Spent the night with Dayne?" He spits angrily.

"He stayed up for watch with me." I nod. "But I didn't spend the night like you think."

"Oh please. I saw you two all snuggled up together." He scoffs.

"When?" I ask angrily.

By now, most of the camp has fallen silent; watching us.

"Last night when I went to see you! I seen you curl up next to your new Bo."

"My new Bo?" I say loudly ignoring the very obvious stares from many people.

"Yes." He says.

"Dayne is my friend. Thats it! I am only showing him the ropes so he can do it himself without help and I can be with you! Or do you not want that?"

He suddenly looks very shocked, and he looks down at my slowly. "That's not true." He says quietly.

"Yes Peeta it is. Completely true." I say softly. "I promise."

"Promise?" He whispers.

"I do." I nod.

"I'm sorry." He hangs his head low.

"It's okay." I shrug. "But you ever doubt my love for you again? And I'll slit your throat." I say with a devious smile.

"Deal." He smiles weakly. "I'm gonna kiss you now." He whispers bringing our lips together softly.

"Good. I was waiting for that." I nod and stand. "Finish breakfast, I'm going to go speak with Haymitch."

I walk over to the rest of the group, they sit huddled together around maps and a pot hanging over the stove.

"Coffee? Eggs?" Johanna offers.

"Both please." I nod quickly.

"I'm done eating. Is there anything you'd like me to do?" Vanc asks.

"Me also." Dayne nods.

"Backtrack. Make sure no one is on our tail. Be back within the hour." I check my watch. "That gives you fifty six minuets."

"Can do Kat." Dayne nods.

"Haul ass." I nod not looking at him.

I sit down next to my old mentor, a bowl and cup are placed in my hands. I smile up at Johanna and then look back at Haymitch.

He points to a map. "Right here." He says with a mouthful of eggs.

"What's there?"

"Haven't you been paying any attention at all?" He grumbles finishing off his coffee. I stay silent. "This is the rally point where group A and B will meet."

"How far?" I ask eating my eggs.

"About eleven miles."

"Think we can make that by tonight?" I ask concerned. "We have some slower people too."

"Your telling me." He nods behind me; I shift to look at what he's motioning to.

Peeta stands bent over, his sleeping bag half folded, he obviously got winded. I sigh and set my breakfast down.

Haymitch catches my hand. "Nah, he needs to learn to handle it himself." He tells me.

"Haymitch as much as I know your right I-"

"Katniss. Sit down." He says sternly.

"But I-"

"I ain't gonna say it again." He warns.

"What if that was Effie?" I ask as I furrow my brow. He stays silent. "I thought so." I say with a smirk.

"Just this time." He grumbles.

I rush to Peeta, putting a hand on the back of his neck. He looks up at me, his face visibly winded. "Baby what's wrong?" I ask quickly.

"N-Nothing." He shakes his head.

"It isn't nothing." I say sitting him down. "Someone who's okay doesn't get out of breath just by folding a sleeping bag." I say.

"Fine." He sighs. "When I took that medicine that killed me the other week; it's been messing with me. My heart gives out sometimes and I'm paralyzed."

"Peeta we have to get you to a hospital!"

"No! We don't-"

"If not that then at least let's get you some medicine."

"I have some." He assures me.

"You do? Let me see it." I say.

He hands me a small bottle of pills and I shake it gently. "They're so small."

"I place them under my tongue and wait a few seconds and everything gets better." He tells me.

"Do you need to take one now?" I ask.

"No." He replies. "This was a mild episode." He tells me.

"Alright. Well you promise me that if something would happen or if it would get bad, you call me and we'll stop." I request touching his cheek.

"I promise hun." He whispers. I press my forehead against his softly and he touches my cheek. "I missed you." He tells me.

"I did too."

He leans forward and kisses my lips softly and slowly. I reach up and run my fingers through his now short hair.

A branch breaks behind us, we both jump and he bites my tongue.

"Fuck." I hiss turning around.

I find Dayne coming and crashing through the brush. Vanc follows close behind him, both of them have panicked and pained looks painted on they're faces.

I stand quickly. Dayne doesn't see me and crashes into me, we both fall to the ground.

We scramble to our feet. "Dayne what's wrong?" I ask quickly.

"I saw them and they're coming we have to go and-"

"Wait what? Who? Who's coming?" I ask grabbing his face to steady him.

"The peace- peace-"

"Peacekeepers?" I finish. Everyone around us shrieks. "Peacekeepers are coming?" I ask quieter.

"Yes! They're coming after us. With an army of people! And guns!"

"Shit shit shit."

I taste blood in my mouth. "Dammit Peeta you bite my tongue and cut it." I say rushing past him.

"Haymitch." I say grabbing his shoulder and shake him. "Haymitch there's-"

"Peacekeepers coming."

His eyes dart to the side; I squint to see what he's seeing.

About two hundred yards away, up on a hill, a crowd of white comes into vision.

One of them fires a shot and it sends my army into a frenzy.

One of ours falls. That's when I know it's time.

This was has official begun.

***

Late night post, sorry 😴😴