Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games
Warning: This chapter contains some strong language!
Suddenly, the door to our right flies open. The same guard from before stands in the doorway.
"Come with me," he says in a low, gruff voice. Peeta and I stand from our positions on the bed, and I feel Peeta take my hand in his as we walk towards the guard.
He leads us out of the room into a long, narrow hallway, which separates into another three winding pathways at the end. We go through about ten different hallways before the guard finally stops in front of a door. My thoughts swarm inside my head, imagining all sorts of possibilities as to where we've been brought to and why.
He pulls out a ring of keys and unlocks the door before pushing it open and shoving me inside, my hand slipping out of Peeta's. I hear the door lock behind me, just as Peeta cries out my name.
"Let me out!" I yell, not exactly aware yet of where I am. I bang my fists on the door, even kicking it a few times. A defeating silence is my only response.
Once I accept that the door isn't going to be opened anytime soon, I turn around and take in my surroundings, trying to figure out where I am. A dull light illuminates the room, giving off a hazy glow. The room is small, no more than ten feet in width. It barely fits the large desk and leather chair, which take up the majority of the room's space. Several papers lay in a scattered arrangement on top of the desk, each one inscribed with countless lines of black print and various edits in blue ink.
There is a man sitting in the leather desk chair, but I refuse to make eye contact with him.
"Long time no see," Gale smirks from his seat behind the desk, obviously amused by my performance. "How have you been, Katniss? The twins doing alright?"
I glare at him, but stay silent.
"Why don't you have a seat?" he says, gesturing to the beat-up, leather armchair in front of the desk.
"I'd rather stand," I snap in reply.
He raises his eyebrows, slightly taken aback before his smirk reappears. "Suit yourself," he shrugs.
"What do you want with us?" I hiss, my frustration with the man in front of me building by the second.
"Well, Peeta is not a part of my concern," he says casually, as if he were talking about a dinner plans. "You, on the other hand, are."
My eyes narrow. "Why? What could I possibly offer to you? I don't love you Gale, nor shall I ever. You were a friend to me, my best friend even, but after all you've done to me, I can't even call you that."
Gale's jaw tightens. "I'm sorry to hear that, but that's not why I brought you here."
"Then what the HELL do you want!" I yell exasperatedly.
"You still have power, Katniss!" he yells back, standing up from his chair. "Don't you see? You still have an upper hand in this putrid world we live in!"
"And why the FUCK should I care!" I demand. It has quickly become a screaming battle between the two of us, reminding me of our arguments in the forest as teenagers.
"Because you and I both agreed on something a long time ago," he says, his voice suddenly growing calmer. "Remember when we won the war, and we voted on whether there should be one last Hunger Games?"
I feel my face relax into a neutral expression as I nod.
"Well, it obviously didn't happen, thanks to a change in events," he continues, giving me a pointed look.
I narrow my eyes. "Please, shooting Coin was probably one of the best choices I've made. She was no better than Snow."
Gale just rolls his eyes in response. My hands ball up into fists, my fingernails tearing into my palms.
I open my mouth to yell at him again, but he interrupts before I can. "Listen, that doesn't matter anymore. What does matter, though, is that it can still happen," he says, his voice taking on a slightly desperate tone.
"Stop playing with me, Gale. Just tell me what you want," I say, frustrated.
"I want you to initiate one last Hunger Games for children of the Capitol," he says in a low tone, his face void of emotion.
I feel my eyebrows shoot up and my jaw drop open. "Are you CRAZY? You can't possibly be serious!" I exclaim. "There are so many things wrong with what you just said!"
"Oh yeah? Like what?" he demands.
"I don't know where to begin," I sputter. "First of all, what makes you think that anyone would be on board with that? Including me?"
"Well, if I remember correctly, you were totally on board with it when it was first suggested," he growls.
"Well maybe I've changed my mind!"
"Well maybe I don't care if you're on board or not!"
"What the hell does that mean?"
"It means I have a way of making you do it!"
I stop short when he says that. "Oh yeah? What's that?" I hiss.
His shoulders relax, and the smug grin replaces the angered expression on his face. "I have a cure. In a folder in one of these cabinets, I have a cure."
He doesn't need to say anything for me to realize what cure he's talking about.
The cure for my baby.
My hands begin to tremble. "No," I say shakily. "I- I don't care. I'm not going to kill twenty-three innocent children for it. Even I'm not that selfish."
But when I say it, I feel incredibly selfish. I feel like I'm depriving my future son or daughter from a chance at a normal life.
"Damn it, Katniss!" Gale yells, banging his fist on the desk and making me jump. Suddenly, he walks around the desk in front of me, and grasps my shoulders. "You WILL. I don't care what I have to do, you WILL," he growls, pinning me to the wall by my shoulders.
"Get OFF of me!" I scream, struggling against his grip.
Suddenly, his pupils dilate, and his grip slightly loosens as his grey eyes swarm over. The action seems all too familiar…
I slip out of his grip and race over to the other side of the room.
And then it hits me.
I can't help but gasp when the realization hits me like speeding truck.
"You're hijacked," I say in a barely audible whisper. My whole body begins to shake. "You're hijacked," I say again, loud enough for him to hear.
His face hardens, and I see the familiar struggle in his eyes, his mind pulling him in several different directions.
And then the door flies open.
A/N: I'm sooo sorry this took forever but I've been super busy. But anyways, make sure you all go to my profile to vote on baby names! Right now the poll for the boy's name is up, and once I get at least thirty votes, I'll put up the poll for the girl's name.
Make sure to review, and tell me what you think about this new revelation about Gale!