Hey, this is my quick little Clato one shot that I have been thinking about for the last few days. I hope you like it. All characters belong to Suzanne Collins.

"No! No, I –" I can barely sputter out before I see the large rock in Thresh's hand. "Cato! Cato!" I scream louder than I ever have in my life.

"Clove" I hear him yell out to me. How far away is he? Just seconds, or minutes? Where was he? He said he would be right here for me. Where the hell was he?! I sized up Thresh. I had no chance to fight him off until Cato got here. And even if I managed to scramble to my feet, he would kill me before I could run.

I see him raise his hand, and bring down the rock. I feel it connect to my temple, the pain spreads through my skull and sent shocks down my spine. I tried to find my voice, but I couldn't. I low, strangled sound escapes my mouth. The rise and fall of my lungs and chest is hard for even I to detect.

I hear voices off to the side. I hope Thresh kills Twelve. Its her fault I was lying on the ground like this.

Then I hear a pained, familiar voice, closer to me now than before.

"Clove. Clove, please stay with me. Clove.. Clover! No please no." I can only half make ot the words he is saying. "God Damnit! No!" I feel a weight resting on my chest and side. Warm water touches my cheeck, rolling down my neck. Slow at first then more and more. I see light coming through my eyelids, turning them red, then black, then red again. Sometimes I hear exact words, sometimes nothing.

"I love you Clover. I love you..." a gentle kiss is pressed to my lips.. Then its like a weight has been lifted, not just from my chest, but from my heart.

"I love you, too, Cato." I want to say, but I know now that I'm good as gone. I imagine my hand resting against his cheek, running through his hair, and my lips softly touching his."I love you, too" I whisper into his ear.

Then everything is light and dark.