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Peeta suddenly got a flash of a memory. He was working in the bakery, staring out at the rain cascading down the window. Lightning flashed, illuminating the storefront where a small girl was rummaging through their trash can. He heard his mother screaming at the girl to leave before she called the cops. The girl stumbled about ten feet before collapsing against the old willow tree whose branches hung lazily over the pig pen.

He quickly grabbed two loaves of bread that were just finishing up and set them into the fire, burning the edges. He knew that his mother would beat him for his actions, but he couldn't bear seeing the little girl suffer. He pulled the loaves out of the fire just as his mother entered the kitchen. She screeched when she saw the ruined loaves and picked up the rolling pin that was sitting on the counter. She proceeded to hit him upside the head, nearly knocking him unconscious. Once she stopped hitting him against his ribs she ordered him to throw the bread to the pigs.

He forced himself up to his feet and shakily made his way out the door. Watching over his shoulder for his mother, he tore the burnt edges off and threw them to the pig. Once his mother's attention was no longer focused on him, he turned to the girl who was watching him with hunger evident in her gray eyes. His eyes locked with hers and he could feel the heat coloring his cheeks. A shrill voice broke through his thoughts and he quickly threw the bread in her direction and disappeared back into the bakery.

Something was wrong with this memory. It was too clear. His memories were always shimmery and almost unreal. It also didn't fit with anything that he knew to be real. There was a scream that echoed in his mind and it took several seconds for him to realize that he was the one screaming. His hands were wrapped painfully in his hair and he could feel himself struggle against the false memory.

Katniss was experiencing something similar. Part of her brain was screaming at her to focus on this memory while the other part was telling her that it wasn't real. She could see her pain and confusion mirrored in the blue eyed boy next to her. Her arms were wrapped tightly around her legs which she had pulled to her chest. She was banging her head against them to try and clear the voices from her mind.

She knew that there were people talking, but she was unable to focus on what they were saying. She felt hands grip her upper arms and she broke from the position she was sitting in to attack the person grabbing at her. They were trying to kill her! She needed to get home to Prim! All thoughts flew from her mind as she wrestled to free herself from the person in front of her. There was a slight stabbing in her right hip and she felt her body start to relax. The last thing she saw before she blacked out was the blue eyed boy reaching for her.

Haymitch had no idea what just happened. There was obviously some connection between Katniss and Peeta, but what that was, he had no idea. He was currently trying to wrangle all of his patients with the help of Gale, Cinna, and Boggs. Katniss had to be sedated after she lunged at him and surprisingly they had to do the same thing to Peeta when he tried to get to her. He had never seen Peeta act like this. Whatever memory she had conjured had caused Peeta to change from being a polite boy who usually sat back while the other kids fought, into a fiercely protective man ready to hurt Gale when he moved to sedate Katniss.

Cato, Clove, Brutus, Enobaria, and Marvel were all laughing at the display. Thresh was holding on to Rue while she cried into his shirt. The twins seemed to be in their own little worlds. Cecelia and Johanna seemed to be watching with increasing interest. Annie leapt into Finn's lap after Katniss tackled Haymitch to the ground, and Glimmer was being restrained by Boggs.

Haymitch called out to Plutarch who was manning the front desk. He needed someone to help Boggs escort the kids back to their rooms while he, Cinna, and Gale took Peeta and Katniss. Since she was so light, Cinna was able to carry Katniss on his own while the other two half dragged Peeta to his room. It was a rather strange and eventful day, but he had a feeling that it was only the beginning.

Katniss awoke to the sun stinging her eyes. Her hands and feet were strapped to a table causing her to panic. What were they planning on doing to her! She was worried that the capital was going to forego throwing her in the games and just torture her here and now. It was a very unsettling thought that quickly washed away when Cinna entered the room.

He gently unstrapped her and asked her if she would like to go with him to get some breakfast. She simply nodded and stretched her tired muscles. Her eyes flicked back to the straps on the bed. Were they just a precaution? Did they think that she would try and make a run for it in the middle of the night? Where exactly did they expect her to go?

They passed very few people on their way to get food. She saw none of her fellow tributes and wondered where they were. Were they strapped to beds too? Cinna led her toward a counter that was covered in food. He allowed her to pick what she wanted before leading her to one of the many empty tables. Her plate was piled high with eggs, sausages, toast, and fruit. She was so used to foraging and hunting for her food that was sometimes scarce, that having it provided for her was a nice change.

She was startled when a small voice spoke from right behind her, "Do you mind if I join you?"

Katniss turned to see a small girl who appeared to be Prim's age. She was shyly hiding her face in her hair as she waited for an answer. Katniss decided that she couldn't turn the girl down, "Not at all." Katniss moved over to make room for the girl, "I'm Katniss."

"Rue."

They returned to their food and ate in comfortable silence. For twenty minutes the only sound was that of their forks hitting their plates and their steady breathing. It wasn't until they heard a crash from the other side of the room causing them to turn and Cinna to jump up that they spoke again. Rue slid into Katniss' side and wrapped her arms around Katniss' stomach, "I'm scared." On the other side of the room she watched as Glimmer began beating Clove upside the head with her food tray.

Katniss pulled her close and spoke calmly, "It's okay. I'm here." Katniss had comforted Prim many times over the years and with Rue here; it felt like she had her sister back.

"Katniss, can you sing?" Rue asked.

Katniss closed her eyes. Prim was usually the only one that could make her sing, but Rue sounded so much like her that she gave in. Her voice came out soft and gentle as she sang the song she reserved for her sister.

Deep in the meadow, under the willow
A bed of grass, a soft green pillow
Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes
And when you awake, the sun will rise.

Here it's safe, here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A cloak of leaves, A moonbeam ray, Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.

Here it's safe, here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.

Peeta followed his stylist Portia grabbing food as he went. He turned to see a fight break out between two of the tributes and just rolled his eyes. They weren't even in the arena yet and these people were already at each other's throats. He was distracted by a familiar voice singing softly. The beautiful voice seemed to draw him toward it and drowned everything else out. His eyes landed on Katniss holding Rue, blocking the little girl from the fight that was ensuing. He recognized the song that she was singing, and he was pretty sure that it wasn't the first time he had heard it. The song finished and he was left standing there feeling sad. Her voice was so warm and soft when she sang.

His thoughts were interrupted by Haymitch appearing at his arm, "Hey kid, enjoying the view?"

His face grew hot as he turned to his mentor, "I was listening to the song. It sounded familiar."

Haymitch seemed to perk up at this revelation, "Did it? Do you know where you might have heard it before?" Peeta just shook his head. He felt like the memory was just out of reach. Haymitch thought on this for a minute, "Interesting. I have to make a few phone calls. I'll see you later today for our private session."

Peeta nodded, "Okay."

A pair of gray eyes locked on his for just a moment before they turned away. Peeta saw a slight smile play on her lips and felt the corners of his mouth turn up at this. He considered asking if he could join the two girls before Portia appeared and ushered him over to another table.