"NO!" Daisy screamed. Cato fell to the ground and Daisy ran to him, pulling him onto her lap. "Cato? Cato? CATO?" Daisy cried frantically. Cato looked at her with watery eyes.

"Daisy." He whispered. Daisy's tears fell on his shirt and she shook her head. "You'll be fine. You'll be fine. You won't die." Daisy said as she pressed Cato's jacket on the wound.

"Cato why? Why would you do this to me?" Daisy asked, barely seeing Cato as her tears blinded her.

"You... have to w-win." Cato gasped out.

"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" Daisy screamed. "WHY? CATO WHY? I DON'T WANT TO WIN! ALL I WANT IS YOU! YOU!" Daisy's voice dropped to a whisper. "All I ever wanted was you."

Cato touched Daisy's cheek with the tips of his fingers.

"I love you. I've always loved you. Even when you tried to kill me and when you came to my room even though you weren't allowed to. And- and when you left me to be with the Careers, I still loved you." Daisy said as she choked up.

"I know baby. I love you too." Cato whispered. Daisy felt her heart ripping apart and then she saw the knife on the grass next to Cato. She laid Cato gently down on the grass and grabbed the knife. Cato's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth.

"Daisy no." Cato said. Daisy looked at him and kissed him. Then she took the knife and held it above her chest. Just as she was about to plunge it near her heart, a voice came on.

"Wait." The announcer said. "Ladies and gentlemen, may I announce the Victors of the 74th annual Hunger Games, Cato Irone from District 2 and Daisy Stem from District 12."

The knife fell from Daisy's hand and her mouth dropped open. She quickly closed her mouth and jumped on Cato, crushing him in a hug.

"We did it. We won." Cato whispered. Cato winced when Daisy's arm hit his wound. Daisy pulled back. "Yeah, we did it."

Cato kissed Daisy. "We're going home."

"Yes we are." Daisy said and hugged Cato again. The hovercraft came and Daisy and Cato were taken away. Cato was instantly taken to the emergency room while Daisy was taken for a check up. Daisy was given a shot and she drifted off into unconsciousness.


Thresh Irone was born on a beautiful fall afternoon. He was named after a hero. Surprisingly, Effie was the first to hold him as his father tried to stop the tears from flowing down his cheeks. Daisy held him next and kissed his soft little cheeks. Cato was still crying and he looked at Thresh with a proud gaze. Because he was their gift. Their gift for surviving the games and the horrors of the Arena. Cato finally wiped his tears and kissed Daisy before holding Thresh. He was perfect.


"Daddy, 'resh won't give me my dolly back." 3 year old Rue complained to her father. Cato chuckled before picking up Rue and walking to the front yard where Thresh was hiding behind a few bushes. He smiled before placing Rue down. "Thresh." Cato called and a two year old boy crept out from his hiding place. His blue eyes were big and he looked at Cato in an innocent way. "Give Rue her doll back." Cato said and Thresh scrunched up his face before shaking his head. "Thresh." Cato's voice was more demanding now. Thresh grumbled and handed Rue her doll.

"Daddy, why don't I 'ave a dolly?" Thresh asked and Cato raised an eyebrow.

"Because you're a boy. And boys have other toys." Cato explained.

"Like what Daddy?" Thresh looked up at Cato.

"Like swords and spears and guns. We're supposed to like blood and-" Cato was cut off by a voice.

"You did not just tell your 2 year old son about liking blood."

Cato whirled around and smiled nervously when he saw Daisy standing there with her arms crossed. Thresh grinned. "Yes Mommy!" He answered and Cato bit his lip. His wife was going to murder him. Daisy narrowed her eyes. Just then Rue whacked Thresh on the top of his head with her doll. "That's for taking my dolly!" She exclaimed and Thresh ran after her, the two of them disappearing into the house. Cato looked back at Daisy whose eyes were now sad. "Hey, what happened?" He asked.

"She looks so much like Thresh." Daisy answered and Cato nodded before hugging her. He remembered the victory tour, when they had met Rose, Thresh's lover. She had given them her and Thresh's daughter who Daisy had named Rue. Rose was afraid her daughter would get reaped and she knew Daisy and Cato would keep her safe.

"Now what were you telling Thresh?" Daisy asked. "Uh... that he should avoid things like swords and spears." Cato answered with a nervous smile. Daisy raised an eyebrow and he kissed her. He placed a hand on her protruding belly. "Well at least I'll be able to teach this guy some sword fighting."

"Not in your life." Daisy replied. Cato chuckled before kissing Daisy again.


Daisy and Cato had six kids. Rue, Thresh, Luke, Matthew, Max and Lilly. They were a family. A perfect family who loved each other. And one day, when all of their kids were grown, Daisy and Cato told them a story. About a girl from District twelve and a boy from District two. And how that girl and boy fell in love. And how their love helped them survive.

The End.