It's now morning. Cato was awake hours ago. I fell back asleep. But woke up to him looking out the window at the passing objects. "Cato?" I say. He turns around and sees me.
"Morning. Have a nice sleep?" He asks. I smile and stretch
"As good as it can be. You have a nightmare?" I ask. I sit up as he walks over too me.
"No. Just couldn't sleep" he says. I rest my head on his shoulder. And he takes my thumb. He twiddles around with my thumb. Like I did when he was hibernating as we call it. "I don't want to talk about the games anymore" he says.
"Then we won't. Baby names? What do you like?" I ask him. He looks at me and smiles
"I like the names you mum suggested but I also like Amber-Hope for a girl and for a boy I don't know" he says
"I like Amber-Hope too" I say and smile. He smiles back. We are so broken. Yet so happy. "Amber-Hope as a first name. Then Eliza then Larker" I say. He laughs and I smile. The train slows down and we both stand up and see the station. We both get dressed really quickly and stand out side our room. We don't stand near each other. Just incase snow is watch. But then again. He's sending Cato into the arena. What's the worst that can happen? I walk over to Cato and smile. "What's the worst that can happen" I ask and he smiles. The train stops and Cato kisses my head. Suddenly a million flashes go off. The press have caught a kiss. Gabe runs over and pulls down the curtain
"What are you doing?!" He shouts in a hushed tone. I turn around and look at him so see his concern
"Well. They are already taking Cato away. What else can the do?" I ask. Gabe looks at me
"You have no clue, do you?"he says. His voice drops to a saddened tone. Then he opens up the curtains and walks to the door of the train. And we follow. We stand as the doors as they open. Letting in a flood of roaring cheers. I hear Cato's name being shouted and then Enobaria's name. And a few people shouts my name. But not many. We jump of the train and go right to the car. I see Enobaria hissing at the crowds. They all cheer and we jump in to the train and drive right to the the tributes apartment building. It looks so much newer and bigger than last time. Updated almost. We walk In and see our old rooms. They have changed. Since we last visited. "Clove. You need to be out here" Gabe say. I look at Cato as I leave and he sits down on the bed.
"What?" I say. I sit down at the large dinning table
"We need to discuss plans. You need to try and get Cato and Enobaria allies. And Brutus will train them" have says. I look to Brutus at the end of the table. He could have survived these games.
"Well why can't I train them?" I ask. They all look at me
"Because Brutus has more experience" Gabe says
"Well can't i do both? Cato will be motivated with me there" I say. Brutus laughs "I'm serious. Can't I watch? Cato would want to impress me if I was there" I say. Gabe looks at Brutus and Brutus nods
"Fine. But you still need to find them allies" says Gabe. I smile
"So. When do I start?" I ask
"The tribute parade is tonight. You start then" says Brutus
"Great" I reply I look across the table
"Who do you think has more chance of winning this year?" Asks Brutus.
"District 2 is strong" I say
"Clove. We are serious. Everyone knows one another. Cato is an outsider. They won't trust him" says brutus
"Well I guess they will have too learn" I say "who should I ask first? Finnick Johanna?" I ask. Brutus laughs again
"We don't like them. They are..odd. We need careers" he says
"Finnick is a Career. I could help"
"Yes. But he will be with Mags. She's dead weight" he says "cashmere and gloss. Brother and sister. Good friends of outs since they won" he says. I slump down in my seat and fold my arms. They won't listen to me. Finnick will help. Mags won't make it out alive. But still.
"So I approach them tonight and say what? I didn't choose my allies last year" I tell him
"You just ask if they would like to team up" he says. He makes it sound so easy. Last year. I was so close to not being in the career pack. I nod and stand up then walk back into my room. Cato walks out and into a dressing room
"Cato?" I say
"I'm going to get my tribute parade outfit on. Again" he says. My heart drops like a drum beat. Again he's doing all of this again
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Fighters From District 2
FanfictionIf Cato and Clove won the games. My view on what their lives would be like. Clato fanfic
