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He was halfway out the door behind her when she turned to stop him, which he obeyed rather quickly. Peeta had no idea what she was planning but at this rate he would go with anything. They deserved to get answers. He nodded to her slowly, tense and ready. Thankfully their bodies were no longer as fragile as when they first arrived.

She backed away slowly from the nurse's station, trying to figure out the layout of the hospital from what they had seen.

Their hallway wasn't a dead end. There must be a way out there somewhere.

"Can you follow me quietly?" She hissed as she reached her door again. She wasn't too sold on Peeta's 'quiet' skills, but this also wasn't the woods.

He knew exactly why she was asking and suppressed an indignant huff... because he knew she was right. He was rather clumsy about these things and having one prosthetic leg didn't help his case nowadays.

"Yeah, yeah I'll be fine," he whispered back. The smooth floors were a welcome change at least. It would be easier.

He stepped out of the room slowly, closing the door until only a crack was left, before reaching her quiet enough. She must have had some sort of plan. Though knowing Katniss, she was pretty damn good at thinking on her feet.

She crept around the corner, past more room, some empty and dark, some with doors shut firmly, glancing back now and then to make sure Peeta was following.

And having to bite back a curse when they were looped right back to the nurses station. Of course it was a loop. Of course.

He was behind her as quickly as he could while being quiet, also taking note of the various rooms. Some clearly had people inside of them and he had to wonder if any of the others were in there, how many had survived?

He nearly bumped into her when she came to a stop, eyes trailing the light beneath a door, but he stopped himself with his hands on her shoulders, mumbling a brief apology. He frowned when he saw where they ended up, trying to think of what they could do.

Leaning in, he murmured quietly. "I could cause a distraction. At least then you could slip out..."

She held up a hand, starting to get a little suspicious at the posture of the nurse on duty.

Those 4 am shifts must be hard, because whomever this nurse was, he was out cold. Holding up a finger for silence again, she gestured for Peeta to follow.

They could get into the hallways, then maybe above ground. Back to 12.

That shut him up quickly, biting the inside of his cheek to keep him from saying more. As usual, Katniss had picked up on something Peeta would have completely overlooked.

They were definitely lucky in their own way.

He continued to follow her, smiling a bit toward the sleeping nurse as they walked by him. That was just too perfect, though he was remaining positive about the situation. Yes, they were in embarrassing hospital gowns and had no idea where to go, but they had made it this far.

She crept forward, silent even still not feeling right. With bare feet and a flat, obstacle free paths, she'd be ashamed if even Peeta couldn't stay quiet.

The hall behind was also likewise empty, but much better lit. And with much less hiding opportunities. She scowled, but really, what other options were there?

"Come on. This way."

He was doing his best which was better than expected with his leg, but Katniss' leadership was... inspiring in its own way. If he messed up over something so simple and they were found out, he would have trouble forgiving himself when they were so close.

"You know, they're probably watching us with cameras right now and laughing," he whispered, though somewhat amused at the thought himself. "Not that I blame them, we look ridiculous."

"If they were watching us, they would have stopped us." She hissed back, scowling.

It wouldn't make sense for them to just...let them wander around.

Still, she reached back and gripped her hospital gown closed. Just in case.

Maybe they know we won't get far, he wanted to say, but with Katniss' current tone of voice... he figured it was better to keep it to himself.

He tried to keep his eyes straight when noticing how she covered herself up. Now was not the time, Peeta...

If this building made any sense, they should be heading towards the exit. Stairs, or an elevator, or anything to get them up and away. Hallways peeled away from this one, like the ones the hospital wing had been off of, and occasionally she grabbed Peeta to hold him back as she sensed signs of life down this one or that.

"...this place is huge."

How much of District 13 was there?

"We're underground, it could go on for miles and we wouldn't know." Literally an underground district. It was still so difficult to fathom.

It felt like they had been wandering aimlessly for far too long before he noticed a door at the end of one particular hallway. Hell, at this point he had no idea how to even get back to their rooms so the only logical way to go was forward.

"Look," he pointed, a simple door like any other ahead of them, yet there was a symbol beside it that suggested it held an elevator-esque contraption inside.

She gave him a big smile, glad he was noticing things she wasn't. The lights out here were staring to make her head pounds.

They were going to be a pair getting to District 12.

A little bit of stealth was sacrificed for a run to the elevator. It would get them up, at least.

At this rate if they hadn't been caught yet, it was probably okay to run a little. They were so close to... wherever they were headed. They'd figure it out together.

"Think it works?"

The door hissed open, and Katniss was actually starting to feel a little giddy.

This was happening. They were getting out. She reached out behind her, pulling Peeta into the elevator as she hit the top floor.

Although Peeta tended to be optimistic about many things, this was one situation he was growing more and more skeptical over. It couldn't be this easy to leave an underground district, especially one that had been kept secret for... how many years? And yet when he looked over to Katniss she seemed so hopeful, so relieved, he couldn't bring himself to speak...

He reached for her hand again and held it instead, smiling slightly. Even as the elevator began to move to who knew where, he held on.

The elevator moved up. Closer to the sky. Closer to home and freedom. She gripped Peeta's hand, smiling wide.

So when the elevator door opened, and Haymitch was standing there with a wide smile on his face, hers didn't catch up quite fast enough.

"Enjoying your jail break?"

His stomach did a small twist at seeing Haymitch instead of blue skies, though Peeta could hardly say he was surprised. Not letting go of her hand, he gave it a small squeeze, almost apologetic.

"We were tired of staring at white walls... just wanted a nicer view."

"Uh huh. Come on." He turned, walking down the hall while Katniss stared blankly at the back walking away from them.

Her hand gripped Peeta's tightly, still not really having adjusted to the fact the freedom she thought was so lose...wasn't close at all.

"...really?"

Peeta stood his ground with her there, not wanting to break her hopes even more.

"What if we don't come?"

Haymitch paused, turning to face them.

"Well, the elevator does go back down. If you want. They can lead you back to your hospital beds."

"No!" Katniss burst out. She wasn't going down.

Peeta's thumb brushed over the top of her hand, trying to calm her down. He understood her frustration and why being down here felt so suffocating. He knew what had happened to her father and he couldn't imagine her inner struggle when she was trapped literally underground.

Although Haymitch had been keeping so much from them, he was the only other person Peeta felt like he could truly trust right now. Despite that fact.

"We just... want to know what's going on. It only seems fair we get some answers." A sigh. "And some pants would also be nice."

Her free hand shot back as Haymitch let out a bark of laughter, continuing on. He knew they would follow. With quick wrist flick, she had the edges of her gown snapped together in her fist, ears turning red.

"...let's go." She muttered to Peeta.

Peeta tried his best to contain a laugh of his own at Katniss' reaction. They had both become so invested in finding a way out that they hadn't been focusing on something like that after a while.

With another squeeze of her hand, he began to follow Haymitch, feeling resigned but also relieved. They may not be leaving 13 for good, but they'd be getting news. Maybe the air out there wasn't healthy to be in? He... hadn't even considered that. Suddenly he was grateful they'd been found quickly.

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we're making a jail break peeta.

aw yeaaaa

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boner, boner, boner...

odihasiod dat ass ok :|

it's fair. She DOES have a nice ass.

peeta approves

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You ok with us both playing Haymitch?

Sure!

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