She notices my transfixed state, growls and drags me towards the bench, she pushes me down and resumes her pacing.

After what seems like forever she throws her arms in the air

"I don't even know where to start" she sighs

"How about you start by telling me who did that to your face, so that he and I can have a slightly less than pleasant chat" I growl glaring at the hand prints on her neck. She glares right back at me

"Fenton and before you go on a man hunt, have you seen the state of his face, I got my pay back, real good" she grins a little sadistically

"Katniss, I swear to you he won't touch you again" I growl standing up in front of her, pleading her to understand, the minute I look in her eyes, I know I said the wrong thing but fuck it, it needed to be said, she's mine and I will protect her, even though she's more than capable with protecting herself.

Every time I look at her face knowing someone had touched her, hurt her, made the monster I try hard to seal away crawl at the surface begging to break their neck, for laying a finger on my Katniss.

She pushes away from me, she looks more hurt than angry

"Cato I'm not this pathetic, weak, little girl that needs your constant protection, besides if you really wanted to protect me then WHERE. THE. HELL. WERE. YOU. WHEN. I. NEEDED. YOU. THE MOST. HUH. WHERE. WERE. YOU?"

Her shouting became louder and louder with each word as she pokes my chest harder and harder with each word. Each word is a blow to my heart and another brick added to the bag of guilt on my back about leaving Katniss.

She must see it on my face, because she looks horrified a hand coming up to cover her mouth in shock, that she had just let that all out.

"I'm so sorry, Cato, I'm sorry for saying those things , but for a very long time I felt like that and at times even though they were very few; I felt worse than that.

I guess that being here in this disgusting city, surrounded by such oblivious people and seeing you has brought this anger back.

You've got to understand Cato that I don't blame you for anything I've felt or that has happened, you were doing it to protect your family, just like I'm doing now for Prim. You did it so that we could be together and for all those reasons, made me fall in love with you all over again, and fall for you harder than I thought possible.

She smiles at me, a real smile that reaches her eyes, then she lunges at me straddling my legs. She grips my head between her hands and that's when I feel her lips on mine, the second that happens I feel like that missing part of me has just returned and I feel whole again.

No matter what people may think during the games, Katniss is my other half and I can't imagine my life without her even for a second.

And that's certainly not going to happen, she's coming out of the arena, even if I have to kill everybody with my bare hands, Katniss Everdeen is going to be the victor of the 73rd Hunger Games.

Katniss POV

I can't believe whats just happened, I went from wanting to beat the crap out of Cato, to healing his cut, then to hurting him with my viscous words, to screaming out my feelings not considering what they would do to him and then to finally kissing the hell out of him, talk about an emotional roller coaster.

I feel slightly better for getting some things from my chest and out in the open, not doubt he now has a million and one questions, I will be honest for most part, but something's I have to keep secret at least for a while for my plan to work to get us both out of the arena.

Knowing it will help my cause, doesn't make me feel any less guilty about lying to him nor has it give me any ideas in how I'm going to keep certain things from him, for example, the numerous and massive scars running up and down the length of my back.

I sigh, I guess I will just have to figure it out later before the meeting, perhaps, Peeta or Haymitch have any ideas.

"Look Cato, I have a plan to get us both out of the arena, but some parts of the plan you may not like, particularly the part where I have to keep a few things from you, but just until the first few days of the arena are over and then you will know everything, I promise. It has to be this way, otherwise my plan may not work a well and it has to Cato, it just has to work, ok?

I rush, stumbling over a few words, to be honest I half expected him to have interrupted me by now, but nothing.

He's now sitting there, hands loosely holding onto my hips, gaping at me like I've just told him I'm going to kill the president, though that thought has crossed my mind multiple times.