Trollalalala: Thanks! I just love Cato in general and writing him is so fun! Glad to know you like this one too, it's really nice knowing you do! XD
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CookieCrazy224: Ah Cato, you can be so adorable sometimes. Don't you agree? He is such a sweetheart.
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The Arena was a mountain range this time. Flame was the leader of the Alliance and Susan was a Career. He took care of her even though he never showed that he wanted her to be safe. He didn't want to be seen as 'soft' as he had told Amy the day before the Games. Flame was like Cato. He tried covering up his emotions with layers of hate and anger. But Amy had gotten through those layers and to the real Cato. She hoped that Susan would be able to help Flame too. Night began to fall in the Arena and the Capitol. Cato and Amy walked out of the room to get some sleep.
"Do you want me to stay?" Cato asked. Amy nodded. The two of them walked to Cato's room. Amy's nightmares had lessened but her black outs had increased. She was getting paler too. They dressed for bed and then slipped under the covers. Amy snuggled closer to Cato as he wrapped his arms around her smaller form. Her warm breath fell on his bare chest and he buried his face in her hair. As soon as their eyes closed, they drifted off into a deep slumber.
"Run, run, as fast as you can, no matter where you go, we'll hunt you down." A voice chanted behind Amy. She kept running deeper into the woods. Her dress had been white but was now ripped and dirty. Blood stained the cloth and Amy's face had deep gashes on it. She ran and ran until she felt a blade go through her. She opened her mouth to scream but her voice wouldn't come out. Another blade went through her and another. And then she found her voice, and she screamed. She screamed as blood flowed out of the wounds. And she fell to the ground as she coughed up blood. And she screamed. She screamed and screamed and screamed.
"Amy wake up. Amy. Amy, come on. Open your eyes." Someone was patting her cheek. Amy's eyelids fluttered open. She saw Cato looking at her with his eyes wide. She instantly clutched him and pulled herself closer to him as she cried. She felt him rubbing her back and he whispered soothing words into her ear. A while later she pulled away. "Cato will I ever be okay again?"
Cato rubbed her cheek. "Amy you are okay. You're just a bit shaken up after the Games. It's okay."
"Why do you stay with me?" Amy asked, searching Cato's eyes for a reason why he was always there for her no matter what. Cato kissed her forehead. "Because I love you."
Amy accepted that as an answer. Cato opened the bedside table's drawer. He pulled out a small velvet box. He looked back at Amy who looked confused. He opened the box and looked Amy in the eye. "Amy, you are the love of my life. I swear I will never let anything happen to you, ever. Will you marry me?"
Amy's eyes widened in surprise and then she smiled before crushing Cato in a hug. "Yes, yes, yes." She answered and Cato smiled too. He slipped the ring onto her finger and then gently laid her head down onto the pillow. "Try to go to sleep. We have a big day tomorrow." He whispered. Amy placed her hand on Cato's waist and kissed his lips lightly. "Good night."
Cato kissed her forehead. "Good night."