Hi guys! This is my first fanfic in almost three years, as well as my first in the HG fandom. I'm a little rusty at this and getting back into the swing of things, so please be nice ^_^. That being said, please review! I'd appreciate any kind of feedback and advice so I can continuously improve upon my writing. I'm relatively new to the fandom, so I apologize in advance for some OOCness. Also, back when I was active on (I feel so old saying that) we didn't have those banners or anything, so a lot of these changes on the site are new to me and yeah, I feel like a newbie all over again haha. Please teach me! This fanfic was inspired from many sources, including Sweet Home Alabama and Hart of Dixie, but I assure you, it will not be the same! I have a lot of ideas for this fic that I'm excited about. Alright, I'll end this long-ass author's note here. Enjoy!


Hometown Glory

Prologue: Collide

I remember the look on his face, the way it lit up as the sun was finally setting.

Neither of us spoke. It was a comfortable silence. I took in the calmness of the lake, marred only by the laughter and cheering of a family as their day's creations of sandcastles toppled at their feet.

It didn't matter what my ears heard, because what my eyes saw was a million times better. I had never seen anything more beautiful. The orange glow illuminated the lake perfectly as the sun slowly descended behind the lush green trees.

I felt that finally, I understood what he was talking about.

As if he could read my mind, I feel his lips at my ear. "See what I mean?" he whispered, pulling me closer to him as my heart fluttered.

I turned to look at him, his blue eyes meeting mine. "Yeah," I smiled at him as he grinned.

"I knew this would calm you down." He pressed his forehead to mine, his lips so close. I met him there and pulled him in, kissing him slowly, intimately before his tongue danced passed his lips to meet my own. I deepened the kiss as I knotted my fingers through his messy blonde hair. He laughed, pulling away, his cheeks starting to flush.

"Don't do this to me. You know if we keep going I won't be able to stop. We'll be rolling around on the beach like two teenagers before you know it," he murmured in my ear.

I could feel the warmth growing in my stomach as I pressed my lips firmly to his, wrapping my arms around his neck again before I broke our kiss.

"You better make sure that Sheriff Darius isn't around, then," I whispered against his mouth. A look of surprise crossed his face before he chuckled softly.

This was the effect he had on me, how good and content he made me feel. I surprised us both with how confident my words sounded. When he snaked his arms around my waist at that moment to feel the curve of my back, it was as if he had known my body for so long.

In that moment, in this memory, when his lips touched my neck as I lay on top of him, pressing him against the sand with the last bit of warmth from the sunset on our bodies, I didn't want to be anywhere else ever again.

I was falling, falling, falling as we rolled over, his strong arms pinning me to the ground. I laughed as I pushed his hair out of his eyes. "You'll be the death of me, Katniss Everdeen," he said huskily, placing light kisses down my neck.

I wake up, face flushed and heart racing, gasping as I bolt straight up in bed. I am breathing hard, clutching the bed sheets to my chest. I let out a small cry, a sob aching in my chest.

I must have pulled the sheets off Gale because he stirs behind me. I feel him turn in bed, his body still half-asleep. "You okay babe?" Gale whispers groggily, a hand reaching out to touch my arm.

I don't call these dreams nightmares. I won't have them turn into that.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I whisper, and Gale's hand drops from my arm. He doesn't ask any more questions. He gave up on that a long time ago. And I know the last thing he wants to do is get up after his long day in court.

Still, I turn to look at him for any source of comfort but he is already snoring, his breathing heavy against his pillow.

I glance out the window of our bedroom. This penthouse definitely gives a fantastic view of the city skyline. This is the city that never fails to keep me company on nights like these. It is quietly busy in the early morning, nothing like the bustling afternoons and wild nights.

I touch the messy braid on my head and begin to take it out, running my fingers through the strands.

Katniss. I hear his voice in my head. I close my eyes. I remember how it felt when he used to do this. He loved seeing my hair loose and wavy, running his own fingers through it.

Katniss.

Katniss. Stop. This has to stop. I am here now, and these dreams do not change anything. I have Gale by my side. My sister Prim goes to a prestigious college here in the Capitol. I finally have my mother back, and she's proud of my flourishing career. I have everything I ever wanted.

Right?