I walked numbly down the hallway in the justice building of the Capital. I hate it here, the war just ended barely four days ago and I've already been forced to come back. Thankfully this time its under better circumstances, it make me feel a little better knowing this time I'm not going to be thrown into an arena.

I just escaped Effie drilling me about some interview I have to do tonight about the new government, the rebellion, and whatever. I just wish I could go home, with Prim, and my mother and have everything the way it was. But Prim's gone along with so many others, and things will never be the same.

I force myself through the corridors, and somehow end up in a section full of cells. I need to stop, I shouldn't do this to myself but for some reason I keep waking, I look in every cell, as if expecting someone to still be there. I reach the end of the hall staring up at a large metal door, I grab the handle and with a hard push the door opens, behind it is another cell. In the corner I notice someone hunched over in the corner.

"Oh my gosh…" I whisper quietly, I open the cell and walk over the figure, as I kneel beside him I see the scars and gashes some that look new some that are old and healing.

The person looks oddly familiar so I reach out and shake their shoulder gently, the man turns and I find myself looking at a familiar pair of green eyes.

"Cinna." I whisper clearly he is just as shocked as I am.

"Katniss." He says, suddenly his expression turns to panic and his eyes start searching me,

"Katniss you have to leave they can't find you here! They haven't hurt you have they? Go!" his words come out quickly, I frown and take his rough dry hands in mine.

"Cinna, relax its okay, I'm fine, no one is going to hurt us anymore, its over we won." I tell him he calms down and takes a deep breath.

I take a moment to look over him, he's been beaten obviously only a few scars are noticeable, he has one on the side of his neck, and it's just a thin white line. I look at his arms; they are cover in bruises and cuts. He has a small bruise beside his eye and a small gash above his left eyebrow.

"You did it." He says, with a smile. I look up at him and shake my head; I raise my hand and touch the cut above his eyebrow softly,

"We did it." I correct him with a smile of my own, I pull my hand away and I help him up.

"Come on lets get out of here." I say draping one of his arms around my shoulders; we limped down the hall, and into the elevator.

"We have been looking all over for you do you-oh." Effie stops mid rant as we step out of the elevator; the look on her face was priceless when she realized who was with me.

"Haymitch!" She calls, and the now sober mentor rushes over.

"Oh gosh… someone get help!" he shouts as he helps me sit Cinna down in a chair.

"I found him down there, I thought all of the prisoners were released." I say, as parametics rush over,

"So did I." Haymitch replies, Effie comes over after a minute;

"They say he's pretty banged up…"

"Really? We had no idea!" Haymitch interrupts, Effie rolls her eyes and ignores him knowing he only does that to annoy her;

"But he is going to be okay, he will have to stay in the hospital for a few days but none of the injuries are that bad and will heal soon. The doctors are more worried about how thin and dehydrated he is." She continues. I look over to where they are putting Cinna on a stretcher,

"You can see him later; right now you must get ready for the interview." Effie tells me,

"Just give me a sec." I say than walk over to Cinna, I take his hand and he smiles at me,

"I'll come and see you soon, I have an interview with Caesar in two hours." I tell him, he nods,

"Thank you." He says,

"No don't thank me, none of what I did would have been possible with out you." I tell him, he squeezes my hand and I hear Effie trill behind me;

"Come now Katniss!" I resist the urge to roll my eyes at her accent, she lost most of it through the course of the rebellion and now only uses it when she gets impatient, and because she knows it drives me up a wall, she has been spending to much time with Haymitch.

"I'm coming!" I holler back, I throw Cinna one last smile before striding over to where Effie is waiting, her hand on her hip, and tapping her foot.

She leaves me in the colorful hands of my prep team, who are gushing about Cinna as they braid my hair, do my make-up and dress me in a dark red number that comes down to my knees.

Once I'm ready I'm escorted to the interview, anxious to get it done so I can go see my stylist.

"Welcome back darling it's good to see you." Caesar greets me and kisses my cheek,

"Thank you Caesar its good to see you too." I say with a big fake smile. Once we are sitting down he starts drilling me with questions;

"Now Katniss tell me how you are holding up?" he asks,

"Just fine thank you." I reply a little too quickly.

"Good and how is Peeta?" this strikes a painful cord in me,

"They are doing all they can but it will be awhile." I tell him not wanting to dwell to much a Peeta's condition.

"And I have to tell you I was terribly sorry to hear about your sister." He says sympathetically. I take a deep breath;

"She's okay now, she is with our dad." I try to say strongly, but my voice still cracks at the end.

The rest of the interview goes by quickly and when I'm done I strip off the dress and pull on a pair of jeans and a yellow blouse, then I wash off my make up and head over to the hospital. As soon as the nurse says I can see him I walk into his room, he is laying on the bed motionless at first; I thought he was asleep, but when the door closed behind me his eyes fluttered open.

"How are you doing?" I ask, he smiles,

"Better, come here." He says, I cross the room and sit on the side of his bed, he takes my hand and looks at it, tracing the small white scar on it.

"Are you okay?" he asks,

"I will be. Cinna when they came for you before I was lifted into the arena, I thought…" I start babbling until he cuts me off;

"That they were going to kill me." He finishes for me; I can already feel the tears welling up in my eyes.

"Listen Katniss, even if they did, I would never have left you, I would be with you always, in the clothes I made for you, and more importantly In your heart." He says, the tears finally spill over, he pulls me into his arms and I bury my face in his chest.

"I will always be there for you Katniss, if you ever need anything." He says, I look up at him;

"I know we just found you like three hours ago, but come back to District twelve with me." I say, he looks at me for a minute,

"Of course I will, but first we have other stuff to do here." He says, I nod, and he kisses my forehead.

"Cinna?" I ask after a moment;

"Yes?" he replies;

"Thank you."