[ Katniss has been asleep for a couple of days. Only a couple, but long enough that she had some... very vivid dreaming. Memories. She wakes up disoriented, a little scared, confused... She didn't remember this place. Not while she was -- she was home. She was home. But - not really. Twelve. Twelve is gone. She remembers now, the news that it was leveled, going with Gale to her old home, gathering what little there was left of her things, gathering up Buttercup... She remembers seeing Peeta's interview on the television screen. The Capitol has Peeta.

They have Peeta.

The only thought on her mind is exactly this as she scrambles out of bed and thumps down the stairs as quickly as she can, looking for Gale, Rue, Finnick, Annie, anyone, someone to give her answers. Finnick knew. He knew everything and he didn't tell her. How dare he? Suddenly, she is furious, blood boiling. He knew. Did Gale? Does Gale?

Does he know that I made the decision to be the Mockingjay? Does he know about Peeta? Are there things he hasn't told me, that I should know? I'm not sure of anything anymore. I don't know if I can trust the people here that I've come to care for as my family. Rue and Annie are harmless, but Gale? And Finnick, who understands me, maybe more than Gale does? Gale and I share more history, but Finnick is a Victor like me. He has lived through what I've lived through - twice. Just like I have. He wouldn't have lied to me about this. He couldn't have.

But no one told me.

She barges into the kitchen, looking for signs of life. Also an argument. But that will come later. ]


//video//

... I don't think I left, but I remember things from home. Things I didn't remember before. But for those of you who knew Peeta... I know where he is now. I know what happened to him. He's alive. It's not good, but he's alive.

[ As if anyone cares, or remembers him like she does. Hopefully someone is keeping hope alive, by remembering their dandelion in spring for Peeta's sake, just like she's trying to. But they have him now. ]