Greasy Sae heads out after cleaning up breakfast leaving Peeta and I alone in the kitchen. Unsure of what to do or say I settle for staring at the table. So many questions flood my mind. Why did he come back here? Did they exile him here with me because they thought he was in on my attack on Coin? If so, why wait so long before letting him come home?

He mentioned that Dr. Aurelius wouldn't let him return until yesterday. Does that mean he wanted to come back sooner? For what, it is not like he still loves me. How could he. I am the reason he has nightmares, the reason he was tortured and will continue to be tortured every day of his life. Surely he is being punished too. He no longer loves me.

Peeta interrupts my thoughts, "Katniss have you called Dr. Aurelius yet? He really can help you.", he expresses with the deepest look of sincerity in his eyes.

"Maybe tomorrow" I shrug my shoulders while looking down at Buttercup finishing off the last of my bacon. "I'm tired. I'm going to lie down." I voice as I get up from the table walking toward the couch.

"Oh… okay" Peeta replies. "I'll see you later. Greasy Sae asked me to come over for dinner, if that's alright. She is cooking for all of us and it would make it easier on her. I will bring some cheese buns. I know they are your favorite."

Why does he bother asking my permission? It doesn't seem like he is providing me much of a choice that I will see him again. When I don't respond Peeta heavy sighs at the door then leaves me alone. A sense of longing washes over me and I want to call out to him. Ask him to stay, but I know I can't ask that. I can never ask that again.

He has given up so much for me and now he is destined to spend the rest of his life here in 12. Where his family and friends are amongst the ashes. I will send a letter to Paylor explaining that Peeta had no hand in my actions and request that he no longer be exiled to 12 with me. He should be somewhere where he can move on with his life and be happy. He deserves that and not this pathetic life with me and the remnants of everything that once was.

This morning's events have exhausted not only my body, but also my mind. Before I have anymore time to contemplate Peeta's arrival I find myself dozing off. The shovel sounds from Peeta planting the Primrose bushes creep into my nightmare. I am in the grave pleading with the dead while they take turns shoveling dirt on me. I plead with Cinna, Rue and this time Madge that I am sorry. I didn't mean for them to die. I choke on the dirt laid upon me and can no longer breathe as I scream out each of my apologies. As I convulse in the dirt I hear the faintest whisper of my name. It starts out low but steadily gets louder.

"Katniss, Katniss, wake up! You're having a nightmare ." Peeta has his hands on my shoulders trying to shake me out of the daze. My face is soaked with tears, my throat is sore. "I heard you screaming from my house", he says breathlessly.

I manage to open my eyes through the tears, but do everything to avoid eye contact. This is too familiar and I cannot allow it to happen. Peeta moves his hand off my shoulder to my chin and raises my head towards his. Worry plastered all over his face. "Katniss, you really need to talk to Dr. Aurelius", he firmly says. "He can help you. He has helped me so much."