Hi guys! I know this might not be the same as Green and Yellows and I really tried my best to write the way she does! I just had to continue her story becuase I thought it was absolutely amazing and deserved to be finished even if I'm not as great as her! Anyway I hope u all like the sequel I'm doing which is in a slightly different style to how it was written before but I prefer to break it up into bits! I would also like to know weather you would like to have a Cato's POV? It's up to u guys! Just R&R your opinion and all are accepted! I hope u enjoy it! Ps: if u find this then I suggest you read Green and Yellows version of The wild ones becuase I can assure you, you won't understand this till you read her work which is absolutely amazing! Love you all Ella xxx

Just as Katniss finds herself thinking it's all over She once again opens her eyes to the world. Wearily and slowly She takes in her surroundings and notices she's lying down on what appears to be a blanket and that there's wires and machines connected to her through tubes, she immediately begins to panic. Millions of questions cram her brain all at once and She can't help herself to not be curious as she wonders if her sisters okay and weather or not she'll be coming home or if snow has finally decided to keep her to himself, or the rest of Panem.

After a few minutes of trying to calm down She realises Shes in a hovercraft, she sits up when everything comes rushing back to her. The arena, Johanna ripping her arm to shreds, the baby...the baby! Katniss' instincts suddenly kick in and her hands go flying to her stomach like a mad woman, but then lets out a sigh of relief when She finds the growing bump still there. Even though She didn't want this She still finds herself wanting to have it, even if she is consumed with hate most the time at the dilemma There in.

She looks around and finds no one else here, her mind soon wonders is Cato here? Is he dead? Even though She hates him part of her still worries having been with him so long she got used to his presence even when it wasn't wanted. She finds herself shouting his name again and again and with every time she does and there's no reply she panics even more. What if this is it? She thinks quietly to herself, what if after all this Cato is dead and it's just her stuck here with this thing growing inside of her. This thing is hers and Cato's creation and she couldn't hate something so much but Want to love it at the same time. She begins to get angry at the fact no ones telling her what's going on and thrashes around attempting to get up but she finds herself being restricted by something. Great. She realises they've tied her wrist to one of the machines and there's no point in trying to get up. She keeps screaming though taking her anger out on whoever is listening, after about fifteen minutes though she begins to get tired her throat begins to hurt and her brain has gone into over drive and by now she can hear company arriving.

She stops thrashing when the door slides open and the person she has been longing but avoiding to cross paths with once again enters. One of people who she got herself in this mess for.

Gale.

She stares confused at first, How could he still show his face to her knowing what she's done? Is he really that forgiving? And for once she sees a glimmer of hope as he walks straight up to her and gives a weak smile but she can instantly see right through it.

"Hey there catnip" he tries to sound confident but she can sense the hurt in his voice as he stares; smiling for a minute but soon decides to give up when he realises she knows it's not real. His face hardens but his eyes are soft staring over into her identical grey ones. She wanted to grab him right there and then and tell him she's sorry tell him that it was all a big mistake but she knows none of that is worth it now and the only way she can solve this is by being civil and accepting what has been done is done.

She soon realises she hasn't replied back to him, so, in a croaky worn out voice she replies "hi gale"

He sighs and turns his head away for a second focusing on something, she knows instantly something is up, something is worrying him and she intends on finding out what has made him so...jumpy and dull. Before he was vibrant he had a glow of confidence and would stand his ground no matter what. Katniss Everdeen certainly knew her best friend.

"Where are we going? what is going on? Why am I here" She asks turning her head to the side on the soft pillow unable to keep craning her neck up to look at him.

The questions just seem to flow out of her mouth and gale notices that and shakes his head slightly and looks down almost like he's ashamed.

"We're going to district 13, Katniss, the rebellion has started" he looks down sorrowful but she can't quite understand why he would be sad and so guilty when this is what he's wanted all along. Hell, its what everyone's wanted for the past 75 years but no ones dared to risk starting it. But it's not that what makes her mouth drop open and another boat load of questions to come hurdling through to her brain once again.

Since when did district 13 come back on the map? Snow would never have let that happen and even if they did survive on their own all these years how on earth did they cope with the constant threat of the Capitol filming and recording everything they got the chance to? She shakes her head disbelievingly and goes to open her mouth to ask how but shuts it again soon after when he replies.

" Everyone was getting hyped about you Katniss. If people didn't want to be like you they wanted to follow you, you've had an effect on everyone and everything, you've started a whole new series of events that could lead to our freedom. The districts freedom. If your wondering about 13 then after the bombings they moved underground and waited until someone or something like you came along its our only chance Katniss and you can change what snow began"

She shook her head, it was all to much, all she ever wanted was her sister safe and to never go into the games to stay safe with her sister and carry on like a normal seam family not some pregnant teenager who's a Capitol whore of a victor. When She asked the one question that was plaguing her mind eating away at her slowly; pushing it's way to the front until she asks.

"Gale, how come were not going to district 12?" She asked her voice hoarse and painful with the hint of curiosity hidden in her eyes when he looked at her the way she couldn't understand or read.

It was then that his face went pale tears threaten to fall and his face shows nothing but fear, no gales not like that! Gale doesn't cry, gale doesn't act weak or scared, he's always been strong but doubt soon seeps into her mind and what dwells on her next is the fact for once she couldn't read Gale Hawthorne; her best friend she's known all these years. Tears threatened to spill.

And it was then when he replied slowly "Katniss...there is no district 12"