What if?

Chapter 15


Thank you everyone who reviewed and favorited and followed! Haha this chapter is gonna end a little funky but bear with me and also it's one of the last chapters. I own nothing from hunger games.


•Katniss•

My days and nights blurred into one long, never ending thing. I was aware that my mother left, not hearing her pleads to eat or get up, and that Peeta visited a few times. I didn't know if she was gone for good again or just out, but I did know that Peeta was here in her place. He watched me as if I would run. Run to Haymitch, who was no longer being guarded by the Capitol's finest.

'Why?'

That question ran through my head many times and I decided it was pointless to keep count. In the corner of my room I sat with my legs pulled to my chest and my arms wrapped around them, my eyes were kept focused on the wooden floor, and my thoughts replayed my last night with him. The song, the dance, the words, the joy, the kiss.

"Katniss?"

Peeta interrupted my thoughts. He slowly walked in, probably remembering what happened the first time he tried that. I had all but torn him to pieces.

"Are you-"

"Don't finish that with 'okay'."

I snapped. Peeta stopped where he was.

"You don't know how sorry I am Katniss. I thought...I thought he..."

He stopped speaking as I did two things. One, looked him in the eyes for the first time and two, spoke the words for the first time.

"That man would never harm me. He's the only one to keep me going and the only one who hasn't abandoned me or left without a goodbye. I love Haymitch Abernathy more than you could know and it's because of you all this is happening. I can't see him, can't talk to him, and I can't tell him I love him. I got better because of him. I hunted again. I was myself."

My voice cracked as tears brimmed my eyes. Peeta closed his eyes and hung his head.

"Like I said, I'm so sorry. If there is something...no, I'll do you one better. In an hour, I'll take you to Haymitch."

My head snapped up and I looked at him with widened eyes. He left without another word.

-an hour later-

"Peeta?"

I whispered as I walked out the front door hoping he was on the porch. He sat on the bottom stair with a small brown backpack.

"This is yours."

He said handing the bag to me. After inspecting I found clothes and other things I would need, as if I was going on a week long vacation.

"Now follow me."

He looked over his shoulder as he walked out into the street. I put the pack over one shoulder and followed. After a short walk, I felt a smile spread on my face as we came up on a house I had begun to call home.

'Haymitch.'

I thought. Peeta crossed his arms and smiled.

"Here ya go. Think of it as an apology and a thank you. I'll never be a great bowman, but I know enough now thanks to you and when you were around him I could see how happy you were. I just wish it could've been me."

He smiled and pulled me into a hug. I returned his smile.

"Thank you."

At the moment I didn't care why he gave me the bag or what he was going to tell my mother if she returned. Peeta walked away, leaving me to stand alone in front of Haymitch's house. One step at a time I made my way to the steps and then the door.

•Haymitch•

I sat on the couch with a drink in my hand, the first drink I've had since Katniss started staying here. I gave up in my attempts to reach her, all stopped by those Capitol guards. Silence surrounded me and it felt odd to think I had once preferred this instead of her laughter or the occasional bang from a fallen pan, but it was interrupted by the opening of the front door.

"Get out."

I said, not caring who it was. The floor creaked as my 'guest' walked further into the room.

"I said get out."

I said louder. When there was no steps leading to the door I stood.

"If you don't leave I swear I'll-"

"You want me to leave?"

I was interrupted. All words I planned on saying disappeared as her voice reached my ears. Hoping I wasn't just imagining things, I slowly turned around.

"Katniss."

I said. She nodded as a tear slid down her face.

"Hello Haymitch."

She said. I saw a brown pack laying on the floor by the door and knew it was hers, but I didn't care why it was here only that she came with it. In three long strides I reached her and pulled her into my arms. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she nuzzled the place in between my neck and my shoulder. I held her tight so no one could take her from me.

"Are you alright?"

She asked.

"I am now."

I said. She pulled back to look at me.

"Before anything else pops up or anyone else tries to do this again, I never returned your words."

Her hands laid flat on my chest as she smiled up at me.

"I love you Haymitch."

In that moment, I had never been happier. I pulled her to me again only this time it was for a kiss. One I had been waiting to give her for a long time. She made a small noise that made me hold her tighter.

"Sweetheart?"

I looked down at her as she pulled me up the stairs and onto my bed. In my mind I still saw it as wrong but I no longer cared. I loved this girl with every fiber of my being and didn't intend on losing her anytime soon. So, after she nodded, I closed the distance between us.

•Peeta•

Cathy didn't return. She left a letter I hid so Katniss wouldn't find it. She had said that she was sorry and the Capitol needed her assistance in some matter. I gave Katniss that pack because I had figured that she wouldn't be returning home for a while. I smiled at the happiness Katniss found with my once mentor. I had almost ruined the chance they had. I now sat on her front porch thinking of her smile, the one before the games and after the war. She had changed so much from the girl I once knew and loved. She was a woman cared for and loved by another.