Sorry for such a short chapter. This is just kinda filler. I tried to add a little humor in there, let me know what you think!

The train I take to District Seven is not as fast as the one I rode to the Capitol in after I was chosen as tribute for the first time, but I still arrive in only a matter of hours. When I get to the train station, the large crowd is bustling around, hundreds of people moving to find one another. I join their search, standing on my tiptoes so to raise my head above rest. I glance over the spacious room, finally finding what I'm looking for. Standing amidst the crowd is a still, slim figure, crossing her arms over her chest. I smile to myself, making my way over to her.

"Hey Johanna," I say, reaching out to hug her.

"What's up, Katniss? I didn't think you'd take so long."

"Nothing much. The train was running a bit late."

"How're Blossom and Dan?"

"Oh, you know, the usual. Pre-teenagers."

"Hmm." She nods her head. "It's almost twelve-thirty, why don't we go grab some lunch? I know this great sandwich shop just around the corner."

"Sounds great." Grabbing my bags, we weave our way out of the building and head over to the restaurant.

We order up at the front and watch as the workers make our sandwiches. Taking our food to a table, Johanna looks up at me as she sits down.

"Why'd you come?"

Oh, Johanna, I think. Why not allow a little small talk first? "Well. . ." I trail off. How do I say this?

"Well?"

"I came because I wanted to ask you a favor." This is going to sound ridiculous.

"Yeah?"

She takes a bite of her tall sandwich, the veggies crunching as she chews.

"What do you think about. . . taking a vacation. To District Twelve."

"I thought that's what you were doing, not me."

"I'm only staying here for today and I'm leaving tomorrow. I want you to come and help me with something."

"Help you with what?"

"You see, we're trying to tell Blossom and Dan about Peeta and I's past. Trust me, it's a lot more difficult than it sounds. I was wondering if you could come to District Twelve, and, you know, help me with it. Annie's already coming."

"And why couldn't you ask me this over the phone?"

"I thought it might sound more persuasive in person."

Johanna sets down her sandwich, wiping her mouth with a napkin.

"Katniss," she says, "that's a lot to ask. I've got a job and I. . ."

She pauses. I try my best to conjure up my most pleading look.

"Fine. I guess so."

I lean across the table and hug her. "Thank you so much!"

Hesitantly, she moves her arms around me. "Yeah yeah."

xXx

I twist the phone cord around my fingers. "Johanna's coming."

"Really? That's great!" Peeta sounds a little too enthusiastic.

In the background, I hear a sudden clang of metal.

"Dan?!" Peeta shouts. "What'd you do?"

A hear a small voice in the background, a voice I know to be my son. "Um. . . Nothing."

I hear the march of footstep. "Ugg," I hear Peeta groan. "Clean it up!"

"What's going on?" I ask.

"Oh, I'm trying to teach Dan how to bake. He just dropped the bowl of batter."

I can't stand to be away from home. I miss them so much.

I giggle. "I'm sorry."

"No, this is nothing. This is our fifth batch. He either burned or jacked up all the other ones."

"What do you mean by 'jacked up'?"

"One time, he forgot to put sugar in them. In another, he replaced flour with sugar."

I can't help but burst out laughing. "Sounds like you're having a grand old time."

"Yeah yeah," he replies.

Thanks for reading! I have one question: how do you think Dan and Blossom will react to Johanna? Please leave a review!