So... after all 'the this and that' I uploaded a new chapter. Okay... just say it out loud and let me taste it #BittingNails

I do not know yet; whether this mean I'd finished it or no, all I know for know is... this is what it is #RollingEyes

I know, I know. Just try not to hit me on the head, okay #DuckUnderTable

And... This is for you... The one and only admirer of my silly and lame fics. I won't even have a wink of sleep if I have to, just as long as you want me to write, I'll write, but please let me take my time, okay.

I'm busy too you know #HugeGrin.

That's all I have and need to say, especially to you... now please enjoy :)

"Cat-…" Gale clears his throat. "Katniss… I never expect to meet you here. How are you? How's twelve?"

I say nothing; I'm too tense to think about something to say. His eyes dart toward Peeta beside me and to Willow between us.

"Peeta. How is everything?" Gale's voice sounds casual.

"Everything is fine, what about you?"

"I'm great. Is she… " Gale nods at Willow.

"This is Willow," Peeta smiles. "Willow this is Uncle Gale. Say hello, pumpkin."

"No. It's Mr. Hawthorne, Willow," I say coldly.

The silence is very intense. I look at Gale eyes, hard. Peeta moves uncomfortably beside me.

"Nice to meet you, Willow. I'm Gale Hawthorne," Gale says, tiredly.

"Eh… do," Willow touches my chin.

"Gale Hawthorne is an aquintance of mommy and daddy. We knew him a long time ago."

Gale's aims his eyes sadly at me.

Willow turn to Peeta, reaching for him. "Ndaa…"

Peeta puts the bag he carries to the stroller and takes Willow gently from me. "I'll look around for your mother, Katniss. I won't be long."

I grab his wrist. "She'll find us."

"So… Your mother will pick you up?" Gale's expression unchanged. "I guess I'll take off, then."

"That's better. The best idea you ever have," I snap.

Pain flickers on Gale's face but he says nothing.

Peeta extends his hand. "Nice to meet you again, Gale. Take care."

Urghh… Peeta and his nice attitude.

"Nice to meet you too," Gale shakes Peeta's hand.

"Katniss! Oh… my god!"


My mother runs and hugs me tightly, sobbing. "Oh… I miss you so much. I'm really sorry, Katniss! I supposed to visit you on twelve."

"It's okay, mom. Come on, don't you want to see Willow?"

"Of course I want to," She let me go and turn toward Peeta and Willow. "Look at you… You are so beautiful, Willow, sweetie."

Peeta hands Willow over to my mother, his trademark grin is on. I love that grin so much, I kiss him full in the mouth.

I can feel Gale eyes locks on me, I don't care. But to my disappointment, Peeta pulls away too soon and clears his throat.

"Mrs. Everdeen… In case you didn't see him," Peeta says. "Gale is here."

"Gale?" My mother looks dazed.

"Hi… Isla."

"Oh… Gale. Aren't you late? You suppose to come before five, right? Is there something happening."

What!? What does it mean? Did Gale meet my mother on a regular basis or what?! My anger flares. Peeta moves behind me, his arm around my abdomen. His chin rest on my shoulder. I get the clue and take a deep breath to calm myself.

"Yes, I got stuck," Gale says.

"Why don't you come with us?" My mother offers Gale. "I don't want to let my granddaughter go yet and Katniss or Peeta can't drive."

"Don't want to. It's different from cannot," I snap. Peeta squeezes my arm.

"Yes, of course, Katniss," my mother apologizes.

Gale looks at me for a moment, unsure. "Thank you so much for the offer, I'd glad to."

My mother takes the lead, followed by Gale. Before I can follow them, Peeta stops me.


"I know. I'm sorry."

"No… don't apologize to me," Peeta smiles. "I understand how you feel, I know you upset and all. I just don't want you to get mad or yell in front of Willow. I know she still a baby and doesn't understand it yet, but… I hate my childhood because of all the yelling and the… Well, I just don't want her to ever see her mother like that."

"I know and I'm sorry. I won't. For you and Willow, I won't," I kiss his cheek.

"I'm sorry too and thank you, Katniss."

"Don't apologize, Peeta. You do nothing wrong," I take his hand on me. "Come on, we need to follow them."

The ride isn't comfortable at all, with me trying to suppress my anger. I want Peeta to sit on the back seat with me, keeping him close. But that way Willow will have to sit beside gale, since my mother refuses to ever let her go.

I really can't pick between the two of them. I want to keep both of them close to me, safeguarded.

Finally the car comes to stop in front of a cyan colored cottage. The cottage is about a hundred feet from the beach; the sound of a crashing wave brings me to awe. Gale starts helping Peeta with the bags and stroller.

It rubs me the wrong way. Not that I can blame him for being helpful, but I still remember the last time he tries to be helpful, for the rebellion and then my sister gone. It's not that I blame it entirely to him, Beetee or the rebellion, because I had some sort of contribution in it too. If only I fast enough to save her, she wouldn't… she will...

"Let it be, Gale!" I snap. "I'll take it; we don't need your help."

"I'm just trying to…"

"Yeah… you know what?! Don't! Don't try anything."

"I'm sorry if I upset you."

"Keep it to yourself, I don't need it."

"Katniss…" My mother starts.

"No, mom! Please just bring Willow inside, it's cold."

Peeta takes the bag from me. "I'll take the bags; can you please bring the stroller?"

"Sure, I'll be there soon," I kiss him gently.

"Thank you for the ride, Gale," Peeta says before he walks inside.

Gale nods, his eyes on me.


"No! Stop it, Gale!" I snap. "I don't want to hear it, I don't need it! So just cut it out."

"I'm sorry!" Gale shouts. "I have to say it. I'm sorry for everything, I'm really sorry."

"Well… I don't see any changes. It's useless. Anyway what are you sorry about?!"

"For Pri-"

"Don't you dare! Don't you dare say her name!" I scold him. "It's not your fault anyway, right?"

Gale looks confused.

"I asked you. Was it your bomb? You said you didn't know and whatever the truth is I will always be thinking about it." I walk away and stop in front of the door. "I dealt with it without you, Gale. Now, I'm as fine as possible. So, just let it be. Things won't be ever same again between us, no matter how much you say or show your sorry now. I already lost my best friend and hunting partner long ago."

Good? Bad? Or between? Well... Which ever it is, hope you enjoy it and remember this is special just for you #BigHug