Set after HG. The story of the aftermath, the love triangle and the inevitable rebellion that will threaten all of their lives. There is no victory without sacrifice.

Disclaimer: Suzanne Collins is a legend. I however am not. sigh*

Please review with any ideas cause I know everyone has their opinions of what will happen in Catching Fire!

******************************************************************************************************

Chapter One - Prim.

My hair was swept up into a bun and wisps of golden strands tickled my face in the light breeze. I wore the same outfit that I had worn on the reaping day. Only, today, the same feelings werent attached to it.

Yes the skirt was still two sizes too big and held up by various pins, and the ruffled blouse was itchy and kept untucking itself from the skirt, but I didnt feel the same sick fear or clammy nervousness. Today was a day of joy.

The day that Katniss returned home.

I figeted impatiently with collar of the shirt, shifting from foot to foot. I stood in the large square surrounded by hourdes of people ready to welcome the heroes back to the district. The temporary stage that was constucted for the reaping was back up, as was the podium. Mayor Undersee stood beaming behind the podium.

It was a day of joy for all in the district. Not only did two of our own survive, which is unheard of, but they were bringing riches to the district itself. Katniss, Mother and I would be moving into one of the honourary houses for the victors, with Haymitch as our neighbour. I grinned. I had a feeling it would be fun.

Mother stood by my side, clutching my hand. The days that Katniss was fighting for her life were so hard on her and I had to be brave for her. We couldnt all fall apart.

We stood in a roped off area with Peetas family, poised to greet our loved ones before the crowd took them. Since there was just the two of us in the family, they let Gale in too.

He was pratically family anyway.

He didnt let me out of his sight whilst Katniss was gone. He was always ready to take care of me, but I slowly learned to take care of myself.

I could see the hollowness in his eyes that my sisters absence left him with. His eyes were harder, protected and ringed with dark circles.

I knew he didnt sleep well.

I gave him a quick smile and he returned it half heartedly. I knew he was just as excited as I was to see her again, but those days that had taken a toll on him were hard to erase. I shuddered. I wouldnt think of those days again. They were the past.

And the future was bright.

I kept my eyes on the horizon, waiting for any glimpse of her arrival. Their arrival, should I say. I couldnt forget. Peeta.

I had held my breath for him just as I did for Katniss during the games. Even if she couldnt see it herself, wouldnt see it herself, I knew that his love for her was real. I could see it the way he brushed hair from her face when he thought the cameras attention wasnt on them, in the way he spoke softly to her as if he couldnt believe shed really listen to what he had to say and in the way he looked at her as if she was the most precious thing in the world.

He wasnt a fighter, we all knew that. But he as willing to fight for her. Fight for her survival. And I knew, that at the end, if it had come down to her or him, he would have sacrificed himself for her without a seconds hesitation.

I felt the hairs on my head settle into place as the wind suddenly died. The atmosphere stood still and all natural sound ceased as a hovercraft materialized in the air above our heads. People began to clap, then cheer and stamp their feet in uproar.

There was a moment of hesitation and then a square section on the bottom of the hovercraft seperated itself from the main body. It hovered there for a moment then slowly lowered itself towards the ground. It landed with a soft poof onto the dusty ground.

The crowd quietened comically and it took me a minute to register what I was seeing. Haymitch.

I laughed suddenly, a loud bark and to my suprise a few people joined in. "Hey, I helped you know", Haymitch huffed loudly and I laughed again.

He walked towards our roped area and shook hands with Peetas parents and Mother. He ruffled my hair and I clutched him around his pot belly in a tight hug.

"Thank You", I whispered. He smelt slightly of what I suspected was whiskey. "S'Kay Kid", he grinned bashfully. I beamed.

While this was happening, the hovering platform had re attached itself to the craft and then seperated again, hovering in the air. It lowered again slowly and my eyes focused in on two sets of legs standing on the platform.

Katniss! Peeta! Katniss!

My stomach leaped in excitement.

There they stood, side by side. Peeta was tethering on one leg, with a silver cane in his hand, the other arm slung over Katniss's shoulder, leaning into her for support.
She clutched at his hand almost frantically as if he were about to be ripped away from her forever. Katniss.

Just seeing her face again brought back the light that had been missing in my life. All I could here was my breath coming in quick stutters.

"Katniss!" I cried out, unable to contain myself. Her eyes flitted to mine and she broke out in a huge smile.

Then, she stopped and looked back at Peeta. He stood up straighter and removed his arm from her. He held her eyes for another moment as if they were having a silent conversation and then slowly pulled his hand from hers. She searched his eyes with a pained expression that I didnt understand. Was it the fear of being seperated?

I saw her chest rise and fall as she took in a deep breath, never looking away from him. Then, carefully he broke the eye contact and stared with hard eyes out to the crowd. It happened so suddenly that I was sure Id imagined it but I thought I saw a tear slide down Katniss's cheek before she roughly brushed it away.

Closing her eyes, she leaned in swiftly and kissed his cheek. He stood stiffly. She whispered something to him and he said something back with a tense jaw. She nodded and then tore her gaze from him back to me and gave me a watery smile.

That was all I needed.

I pushed from my mothers grasp past the ropes, past the peacemaker officials, past everything that stood in my way. Not bothering to wait for the platform to really land, I leapt through the air at her and she caught me in her stride and clutched me to her, spinning in circles as she breathed my name into my hair.

All sound rushed back to me then and I heard the roar of the crowd. A camera zoomed past in my line of vision and I knew we were being filmed closely.

Then she set me on my feet and took my face in her hands. "Oh Prim!". She planted kisses all over my face and my face was wet with both of our tears. I felt another pair of arms surround us and knew that they were Mothers.

We stood there for several minutes, wrapped in our safe family embrace, together, at last. Then I heard a cough from beside us. I looked up through blurry eyes to see Haymitch muttering something to Katniss and she nodded. Squeezing me once more, she detached herself from the embrace.

Peeta was in a similar situation himself. He stood admist his brothers, being clutched by his dad fiercly. His family was larger and their embrace looked more impressive to the cameras, Im sure. Katniss stood watching them for a moment, then looked away with a sad look in her eyes.

Never letting go of my hand, she started walking towards the temporary stage in the centre of the crowd.

Then she stopped dead, so suddenly that I almost tripped over my own feet.

I looked up, confused, to see what she was doing and saw that somebody was standing in our way, not five feet from us.

I felt her take in a shaky breath and her lips moved slowly, soundlessly...

"Gale"

********************************************************************************************************************

Thanks so much reading! Please review if you think I should continue!

Also if you have any ideas because I have some myself but Im sure Ill need help along the way and if you have any opinions on what should happen next let me know! It will be appreciated!