This is my first Katniss/Peeta story, so it might not be exactly right. I've actually been writing this story for a while on my ipod, but I had to make it better. Anyway, I hope you like it, and please review. I need to know if you like the story.

"Katniss!" Gale calls outside the door to my room. "Haymitch needs to tell you something! It's important!" Normally, I would just ignore him, but the slight possibility that Haymitch has information on Peeta makes me move my legs and walk to the door. I open it and see Gale standing there, frowning. He looks terrible. There's bags under his eyes, like he hasn't slept in weeks. His eyes have a slight pinkish tint to them, and for a moment I wonder about this.

"Where is he?" I ask.

"He's in the conference room," Gale replies. I start walking down the hall and he follows behind. I reach the conference room and burst in, not bothering to knock. Haymitch, Finnick, Plutarch, Beetee, my mother, and Prim are all sitting around the table. Their faces all resemble Gale's. Prim even has tears in her eyes, and at that moment, I know to prepare for the worst. Hiding my emotions, I sit down and look at Haymitch.

"What is it?" I ask, noticing that my voice is shaking. I don't want to hear the answer, not really. I could just walk away and pretend that everything's fine. But that's not the way I am. Haymitch clears his throat.

"We've got news on Peeta," he says, and for a moment I think that maybe I'm wrong. Maybe he's still Ok.

"What is it?" I ask impatiently. "What's the news?"

"The Capital dropped Peeta's body off a little while ago," he says. It takes a moment for the meaning of this information to hit me.

"What?" I choke out.

"He's dead, Katniss," he says softly. "I'm sorry." I look around the table, breathless. They're all watching me to see how I'll react. My eyes travel back to Haymitch.

"You promised you'd keep him safe," I whisper. I get up and leave the room. As soon as I'm out the door I start to run. Tears stream down my cheeks. Suddenly, I collapse on the ground, unable to go on. Now I understand how it feels to lose someone you love. I understand what my mother went through, and I can't believe she lived through it. I curl up on the floor and feel my heart breaking. I hold in a scream as the pain rips me apart. Arms wrap around me, pulling me closer. I look up to see my mom, her face blurred by my tears. I burry my face in my hands and she rocks me back and forth like she did when I was little. I feel a hand touch my arm and look up to see Prim. I open my arms and she falls into them, hugging me close. I wipe my eyes and lean my head against hers. We sit like this for a while and then I get up, shaking. Prim takes my hand and leads me to the cafeteria. When we get there I immediately sit down and Prim goes to get us both something to eat. Gale walks in and slides next to me on the bench. I stare down at the table.

"Are you Ok?" he asks softly.

"No," I manage to say. Prim comes back with the food and I grab the first thing in front of me. I'm not planning on eating it, but I'll nibble at it for Prim's sake. It's a loaf of bread. I flash back to that day long ago when Peeta risked a beating to give me something to eat. Peeta. The pain comes back, and I drop the bread like it's poison. I start to cry again. Prim quickly takes the bread and hides it on her lap, but it's too late.

"What's so bad about a loaf of bread?" Gale asks Prim. She glares at him.

"Don't you remember what shop Peeta's family owned?" she asks.

"The bakery. Oh…" he replies. I wipe my eyes and take a deep breath.

"It's Ok," I say. "I'm just being stupid."

"No, Katniss," he says softly. "You're not being stupid at all."

"I want to see him," I say.

"See who?" asks Gale.

"Peeta," I reply.

Ok, there's Chapter one. Remember review. Please!