I can’t believe it. When I proposed us dying together it was because I knew that there was no way getting past Clove and her stubbornness. I never thought that they would stop us, or make us both victors.
“We won, Cat, we really won.” Clove says to me, she then hugs me tightly to her, like she never will let me go again; I never will let Clove go again either.
Doctors come out to treat us, Clove has more wounds than me, I just have a few scratches from running through the forest, whereas Clove, has a cut on her leg, her still-healing cut in her side, a cut on her face, and many scratches and bruises from fighting with the mutts. I wonder how she was even able to fight with that many injuries, and the answer is, because she’s strong. Clove is a survivor, as am I.
I can’t let Clove from my sight, so I insist on coming with her to get her treated up. The doctors give her medicine and heal her.
The next thing I know, we have landed on the roof of the Training Center. Clove is having some trouble, even though she acted like she was fine during the Games, it seems that the wound on her side has gotten infected and she needs treatment. Quickly. (A/N during Clove’s POV the reason she doesn't mention it is because she’s distracted about other things.) The next thing I know, Clove is being taken away, to have some type of special treatment, and I’m not allowed to come. I hurl myself at the door that they took Clove through, to try and shatter it, I can’t leave Clove, we just won. I feel a needle jabbed into my back and then blackness closes in around me.
Remind you of anyone? Hmmm? There are going to be some similarities between Catching fire and this story but don't worry, it's not the same (though they do help start the rebellion) SPOILER lol.