First of all I'm incredibly sorry it took so long to update. I didn't have any inspriration so I'm kind of forcing myself to write the next chapter and the ideas are starting to flow.

When I wake up it's about 4:30 am and the sun hasn't started to rise yet. I get up, pull on some clothes, braid my hair, and brush my teeth before kissing Prim on the cheek and walking out the door, making my way to
the meadow. I decided I should tell Peeta today, and hopefully he doesn't think I'm crazy-though he wouldn't be the first. As I get closer to the meadow I can make out the outline of a man-well boy. Peeta. He turns to me
and a smile lights up his face when he sees me. For a moment I'm jolted back to our first games and I have to stop myself before screaming for him to look out. No It's okay. Look he's fine, you're fine,

"Morning Katniss."

"Morning." I manage to choke out. I must look terrified because he approaches me carefully.

"Are you okay Katniss?" I take another deep breath not in the games. In District Twelve. Not in the Capital, not under Snow's radar.

"Yeah, fine. Let's go." I say shakily. It's obvious he doesn't believe me but he let's it go following me under the fence.

We walk for miles, until we get to the lake where I know there are no camera's no bugs, no one will know about this trip except us. Once we're at the lake I stop and sit down taking deep breaths trying to calm the rising
panic at telling him. Suddenly he's next to me and holding my hand.

"Katniss, tell me what's wrong?" He asks his voice full of worry.

"I'm going to tell you something and it's going to sound absoloutely crazy, but I need you to trust me, and I can get proof."

"Okay." he says sounding unsure. Then I realize I don't know how to explain it.

"You were always better with words." I mumble.

"What?" Shit.

"Well, I'm from the future. Two years to be exact."

"Katniss what do you mean you're from the future?"

"Beetee, a victor from district three builds a time machine two years from now. He kept it a secret but he told Prim,Haymitch, and I so I could go back in time and stop something from happening two years from now.
Please don't interrupt me because I need to get it all out. I can't explain it but I have something that can." Gripping his hand I try to will us back to the present. That doesn't work but the time machine does appear in
front of us. (Unrealistic I know but go with it) Peeta stares at it and his mouth drops open.

"I'm going to get proof but I need you to stay here. You're where I'm going and as of right now I'm not so I have no idea how that would effect you okay?" for whatever reason he agrees and I'm backabout five minutes
later with all the tapes of us and our games. Peeta stares at me in shock and follows me back to my house so we can watch the tapes.

I wake up Prim and remembering what Beetee said tell her to tuck in her tail. She's immediately alert and hugs me.

"Are you telling him?" she asks.

"Yeah he's in the living room" I say showing her the tapes. She nods and comes out with me.-

"Hey Peeta" she says sweetly. Sitting him down on the couch she offers him something to eat.

"It's okay I brought some pastries." He says gently. I smile at the exchange as I finish putting in the first tape.

"They had a lot more tapes than I would've thought Prim. Like when I didn't even know the cameras were still here." I say slightly unsettled. Prim looks just as disturbed as me but all she says is

"Well you are the star." I sit next to Prim, wedging her in between the two of us as it starts off with which games it was, then cuts to the reaping and I watch for the first time since the interview with Ceaser, as Effie's
voice fills the room.

"Welcome to the reaping for the 74th Hunger Games," I hear Peeta gasp "As usual ladies first," I grip Prim's hand tighter. "Primrose Everdeen." Prim starts walking towards the stage and my screams fill the room, and it gets dead silent as the words "I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute" fill the room. I'm introduced and she's moving on to the boys. Prim is gripping my hand and I'm so grateful because it's the only thing tethering me to reality. "And now for the boys Peeta Mellark." The strangled noise that follows causes them both to look at me.

"I'm guessing I died? But you said-" Luckily Prim cuts him off.

"No you lived. She wouldn't have let you die, just like she refuses to let me die." It cuts to the chariot rides, our scores and then our interviews. I stare at the TV as Peeta's interview plays and Peeta's famous answer plays.

"There is this one girl I've had a crush on forever but I don't think she ever noticed me till the reaping," He sneaks a glance at me. "Winning won't help in my case," Prim squeals quietly next to me."Because she came
here with me." It cuts to my reaction, and I have to admit Portia was right. Although I start blushing again when I remember how I reacted once I saw him. I pause it quickly.

"Sorry." I say before remembering he has no idea what I'm talking about.

"What?"

"Well when that happened I was mad and I kinda sorta maybe pushed you, making you fall and cut your hands on an urn." Prim stares at me.

"You never told me that."

"Yeah well it wasn't exactly my greatest moment."

"Yeah..." Prim gets a sneaky look on her face. "I'd say your finest moment was on the beach-" I reach over and cover her mouth.

"Prim!" I release my hand

"What it's true."

"Moving on" I say unpausing the video. Peeta is shocked to find out he teamed up with the careers but nods when it becomes clear why. I feel a few tears fall when Rue dies. They announce the new rule and they
zoom in on my face as I scream

"Peeta!" I pause it there. "Let's take a break." I say. They both agree and Prim asks

"What did you mean by they have more than you thought?"

"They have moments that were extremely private." I say pulling the pearl out of my pocket and rub it between my fingers. The rooftop...when we watchd Haymitch's games. our nights on the train. No wonder he knew
exactly how to break me.

"He had exactly what he needed to break me Prim, he knew, I thought it was just from on camera, but he had everything Prim!" I say as a strangled noise makes it's way from my throat. "It's all my fault It's all my
fault! If he didn't have that information he wouldn't have been able to take him from me! I- I should've been more careful. I didn't even know how did he?" I choke out the hysteria crawling up.

"It's not your fault Katniss! You had no way of knowing. You didn't even know what they had planned. But this time around you do. This time around you can change it Katniss. He'll be okay. I'll be okay. Everyone will be
okay." Prim's voice cuts through my rising panic, and it starts to subside. I look over at Peeta who's looking at me with a puzzled expression on his face. I reach out to him and he moves over and pulls me to him. I
clutch his shirt and bury my head in his shoulder. He rubs my back soothingly and I can't help the whisper that comes out.

"Please don't try to die for me. You won't be doing me any favors." If it startles him he doesn't show it and just says

"Alright." I slowly detatch myself from him but play the rest of the video. When it gets to us pretendng to be in love he looks at me.

"That's fake." I stare at him

"What?"

"That's fake. At least on your part. You don't just act like that. " I choose not to respond, but when they show the feast he reaches out and grips my hand. Then it shows our argument and the kiss that followed.

"That part was real though?" He phrases it as a question but I know he knows the answer so I just nod. When they show the part with the mutts a scream works it's way up my throat dying on my lips as I grip his hand.
Then comes the stunt with the berries and the interviews that followed.

"That's enough for one day." I say turning it off the television. Prim leaves the room to get dressed leaving Peeta and I alone.

"So where'd you get that pearl?"

"You gave it to me." I smile. He smiles back and my gaze flickers down to his lips. He must notice because he suddenly reaches over cupping my face in his hands and capturing my lips in a kiss. I immediately kiss back
feeling warmth spread all the way to my toes and I feel that thing again. And finally I have a word for it. Love. I smile against his lips and of course that's the moment when Prim comes rushing back into the room and
a knock comes from the door.

Sooo what'd you think? Once again I'm so sorry this took so long.

~TheRealPrimroseEverdeen