Peeta Bakes. I Hunt. Haymitch Drinks Until

You're Not Afraid I'll Kill You Tonight?" "like I Couldn't Take You.

Katniss....he's Still Trying To Keep You Alive.

I Know What Blood Poisoning Is, Katniss," Says Peeta. "even If My Mother Isn't A Healer." I'm Jolted Back In Time, To Another Wound, Another Set Of Bandages. "you Said That Same Thing To Me In The First Hunger Games. Real Or Not Real?" "real," He Says. "and You Risked Your Life Getting The Medicine That Saved Me?" "real." I Shrug. "you Were The Reason I Was Alive To Do It.

He Could Have Had His Choice Of Any Woman In The District. And He Chose Solitude. Not Solitude – That Sounds Too Peaceful. More Like Solitary Confinement.

Mutually Counting On Each Other, Watching Each Other's Backs, Forcing Each Other To Be Brave.