Part one of three

The battle of Snow

A/N: HI!! This is my first fanfiction EVER! The story gets better as it goes on and it really picks up at chapter 6. My co-author, my cousin (she is also my beta) didn't write most of this chapter, but she helps me write just about every other one.

Oh, and my personal pen name is HuNgErGaMeSlOvEr101. Me and my cousin share this account, the one that we update on is hungergamesobsesser101. Confusing enough? Good.

Okay, Now it's me… co-author. Or I started as co-author. Now I've written half of it. (Especially the most dramatic parts. If you're crying you know it's my fault) I'm gonna be working on getting my own account, or I'm gonna change my pen name anyways. It's going to be HuNgErRoSe101. Also, my cousin the author made the mistake of telling me she had writers block and, well you'll wound up seeing what I did. She wasn't too happy with me. I received several death threats… Anyways, don't ever tell me you're having writers block, or I'll end up killing your favorite character. So, she told me around chapter six, well when you read chapter six…. Just don't kill me. I mean, I'm the one who killed my favorite character.

Disclaimer: We solemnly swear that we will not steal the Hunger Games from Suzanne Collins (That is such a lie! Tee hee.) We also solemnly swear that we don't own the Hunger Games. We do own 27 pens though. There all different kinds of colors. Red, green, yellow (lists colors.)

Sorry, we were babbling.

Chapter one:

"Katniss there is no more district 12."

No, this couldn't be happening.

"Gale, don't you lie to me."

"Why would I lie to you Katniss? I love you."

Great, just great.

Peeta, now Gale. Well, Gale had always loved me, same with Peeta... wait, something is wrong. I got this feeling in the pit of my stomach, that something was wrong.

"Peeta" I whisper. I gasp.

"Gale," I say calmly. "Gale, were is Peeta?"

"Katniss, you know what happened to Peeta. Please don't make me be the one to tell you again" Gale said.

"Gale," I cried, "please just tell me." as I broke into tears that I couldn't control.

When Gale finally got me to calm down, he told me. "Katniss, the Capitol has him. Don't worry, we will find him, I promise," said Gale clutching my hand. He quickly pulled his hand out of grasp saying "Sorry. I just forgot you were married and to Peeta and all. Unless you want me to hold your hand..." he said with hopefulness in his eyes.

"Gale," I said confused "what do you mean? Married to Peeta? We are not married?" My voice going up an octave making what I said sound like a question. Gale finally lost it.

"Katniss! Peeta said that you were married on national television! He said you are carrying his child!"

"Oh Gale," I thought. If only you knew. Then Gale said something that broke my heart. It made me feel like sick, and broken, and guilty. "Katniss I have ALWAYS loved you. Well apparently you haven't always loved me.

Gale looked at me coldly.

"Your mother would like to see you now Katniss."

"No Gale don't leave me. Please please please, Gale, don't leave me." my voice breaking at the end.

He knew that I meant please don't leave me again, like he had done after my first Hunger Games with Peeta. "Too bad. I already did"

"Gale, don't do this" I whispered. "Katniss do you think I want too?! Well for all it's worth I don't" My eyes must have convinced him to come back.

"I'll be back later Katniss, don't worry"

"Gale I didn't mean to hurt you"

"Too late for apologies Katniss"

"Gale." Gale made this motion with his hands that told me in a nice way to "save It Katniss" as he turned on his heel ad walked out the door. No matter what I do I am always hurting someone.

"Katniss?" my mother said as she walked into the room.

"Mom? Prim?" My mom walked into the room with Prim trailing closely behind. "MOM! PRIM! IT IS YOU!!!"

"Katniss? Oh baby..."

"KATNISS!!" Prim ran up and threw her arms around my neck as my mother burst into
tears "Oh Katniss I was so worried."

Prim... my prim, standing here before me. I was so overwhelmed and happy I got this big knot in my
throat and couldn't speak.

"Katniss? Are you okay?" I finally got the knot to loosen a bit before whispering "Prim is that really you?"

"Yes Katniss. It really is me" Prim replied.

"Oh my Prim!!" I cried. Normally I'm not one to cry like I just did, but I was sobbing. What was worse about it was when Gale walked back in because he heard me.

"Katniss? Katniss what's wrong?" I was sobbing so hard I couldn't speak.

Gale ran up while Prim turned around and saw the desperation in his eyes she backed to off to give him some room with me.

"Oh oh Katniss, I never meant anything I told you." All I could was nod and sob more. "Katniss? Katniss please stop crying I hate seeing you like this..."

When I looked in Gale's eye's I saw the boy I had seen in the woods when I was just a scrawny child, the man who came to say goodbye to me on the day of the reaping, and I saw the broken bleeding man who had gotten whipped. I saw a man trying to be strong for me, and a man who wanted to break down and weep when he saw me cry like that. I looked into Gale's eyes and decided to stop crying.

"Gale" I said "you don't always have to be strong," I said, and with those words Gale started crying as I stopped.

"Gale, why are you crying?"

"It's just the fact that I almost lost you again and your with Peeta now...it's so hard for me right now," Gale whispered. "Katniss, just tell me that you won't leave me for Peeta and I will be alright."

"What do you mean? Leave you for Peeta?" Gale looked at me like I was crazy for not knowing what he was talking about. All of a sudden he just started crying all over again. I had never seen him as such a wreak.

Then Gale ran out of the room, sobbing harder then I had been. It was terrible seeing him like this.

"Gale!" I screamed after him, but then I felt someone put their arms around me, excited, I shout, "Peeta!!" thinking it was him, because no one ever held me like that, but when I turned, Peeta was not there, it was Haymitch. I had never seen him looking so sober. In fact he face was puffy and it looked as if he has been crying. This upset me even more. I knew if Haymitch had started crying about Peeta, we were screwed.

"I'm sorry I had to disappoint you sweetheart. I just..." I started to tune out what he said, because I was thinking of when I saw Peeta in the mud. "Come to finish me off sweetheart?" When Haymitch had said that, it really hurt. He had always been the one who called me sweet heart, but right now anything led me back to Peeta.

I could feel the tears burning my cheeks. Then all of a sudden I heard cheering, confused I turned and saw Finnick jumping up and down shouting and acting all happy. Sickened by his excitement I shouted at him "Why are you so happy?! My boyfriend.." I pulled up short surprised yet un startled at myself for using the word boyfriend for Peeta. In fact Peeta seemed to need to have a better name then boyfriend. He needed a word that said 'lover, guardian, protector, and... husband? No, not husband. At least not husband yet. Call it in a way, soul mate NOT boyfriend.

"Aren't you happy that Haymitch just said he would get Peeta back for you?"

"WHAT?!" I screeched, not believing him, because Haymitch hates Peeta more then he hates me. Haymitch just isn't a people person. He wouldn't do something so sweet. It's just not him. I turn and stare at Haymitch not believing it, prepared to yell at him for telling such a horrible horrible lie, but the look on his face pulls me up short. He is crying. There are tears running down his face right now. I would of thought that he had FORGOTTEN how the cry, I mean being Haymitch and all. "Haymitch? I barley whisper. He seemed so much unlike himself.

It seemed as if I had just fallen asleep when I heard Haymitch's gruff voice and him pounding the door. "Open the door!" I got up and shuffle over to open the door.

"What? What are you doing talking to me at like 2 a.m. Haymitch?"

"Whatever sweetheart, just let me in."

I'm sure my face showed what I was thinking as I yelled at him "DONT CALL ME SWEETHEART HAYMITCH!!"

"Why?"

"Just don't, please," I whisper.

Fine, I'm sorry sweet-" He caught himself just in time.

"Haymitch what are you doing here?" I asked. I was exhausted, sad, worried, and not even
the slightest bit happy. I mean, call me crazy but I wasn't happy about being out of the arena and with my family, because, right now I only wanted Peeta.

"I wasn't lying when I said I would help you get Peeta back from the clutches of the capitol." Said Haymitch "but," he said. I should of known that there was a twist. "but, getting him will have to wait." Haymitch better be glad that I didn't hurt him right there for putting our little search for Peeta on hold. "I have to admit, I acted a little to sober. And yes, those were fake tears. I'm not sure if we're screwed or not." Haymitch said.

Finnick appeared behind Haymitch.

"Haymitch, just shut up. Don't get her hopes up." Finnick turned to me. "Were screwed" he said simply towards me.

"Oh crap." I muttered under my breath. This is bad. Real bad. Well, I just wanted to sleep and figure a way to get out of this living hell, so I snapped at Finnick "What are you doing here?"

"Well," said Finnick looking uncomfortable Haymitch cut him off saying by saying,

"You need to know that Effie will be waking you up at six because I told her there was an interview." He put his hands up in air quotes to show, that he was kidding, byt me being me didn't catch it. "You have got be kidding me," I muttered under my breath. "Why?" They were so sick. God, it amazed me."Well, I'm not gonna get up. I am sick of putting up with this sh-" Haymitch shot me a death glare that said "No cussing for you"

"Gee Haymitch, since when did you care if I cussed? I mean really?"

"Well, I don't, it's just your mother us asleep over there."It was true; I had forgotten that. Wait, there was something more. I eyed Haymitch curiously, but let it drop. I would bring it up another time. Wait I, had that "something is wrong" feeling in the pit of my stomach again.

"Holy crap!" I shouted. "Haymitch," I asked franticly, "Haymitch, Cinna, Cinna and my own prep team..."

"Katniss, we don't know whether Cinna is alive or not."I swore under my breath to keep from crying. I don't know why that thought had hit me at such a time.

Haymitch then roughly pushed Finnick into my room.

"What is Finnick doing in my room?" I snapped at Haymitch.

"Figured, you needed some company." said Haymitch turning and walking out the door.

"Oh, remember 6 o clock, your "interview" starts!" shouted Haymitch as he slammed the door. There was about a minute of silence before I yelled. "Well this SUCKS!"

"Ya think?" replied Finnick. He sat in the corner with his head in his hands. He seemed more hopeless then me. I go over a crouch next to him.

"Finnick? Finnick what's wrong?" I say scared.

"Nothin'." he mumbled.

"Okay Finnick, whatever," I say, not in a good mood, and irritated that he won't tell me what's wrong.

"You know your aren't the only one here who lost the one you love." I told him. I saw his eyes peek up a little. " I couldn't believe what I was about to say, yet I still said it. "Do you... want to talk about it?" I asked him.

"Katniss just go away." said Finnick quite rudely.

"Well, Finnick, like I said before. I lost someone I love too." I said. "Finnick, like you said, if you act like this," I said turning on my heel "were screwed." Finnick called out my name but I had already left him sitting in the corner alone while I ran the short distance to my bed in the room Finnick and I now shared.

A/N: How was that for my first fanfiction chappie ever? OK! Big news. Today in science, my iTouch talked to me. So, we were using them in class, and then, it just, talked to me. It said awesome, and it sung. It had a REALLY bad voice though. Everyone at my school thinks that I have finally lost it. They think that because I was already a TOTAL spazz. And idiot. I know nothing. Nada. Zippo. Mi el know nada. And yes, I am Mexican. I know some Spanish, I sing, and am starting to play the guitar. OH! I also act. So, you know if one day you see the name "Anastacia Badillo" in the big lights, don't be surprised. ;)

Isn't she weird? It's me, the completely, totally ( not really sort of kinda ) normal one, the co-author. Yeah, remember me? (It's me the MAIN author, she is totally, completely, SOO weird, although not as weird as me :D) So not enough grief in that chapter if you ask me. Oh well. Tears are yet to come.

It's me ya know, Anastacia? Me co-author no likesies names, so you know you only know my name. Well, sorry bout the long A/N note, but one more reminder, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!!!! I expect at least 15 reviews, please peoples.