They don't call me a drunk for no reason.

The name's Dean, call me Dean. I was chosen after winning the games to become a whore for the capitol. I guess my looks just are too hard to resist. Unlike a few, i loved it, who wouldn't? But then I got a girl pregnant. Things didn't turn out the way I wanted then.

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“They tried destroying thirteen once Dean and apparently it didn’t work. We can be safe! We can be a family!” Taking a step, she felt the cracked bone in her ankle remind her of her pain, “If I’m willing to make this run with a broken ankle and you want to stay behind…” she let go of his hand, continuing toward the door. “Stay then. Let Snow rule you, let him strip you of all the strength I know you to have because he won’t be satisfied until you are.” 

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Pausing for a moment, he quickly rushed after her as soon as he heard the guards come closer. “Come on!” He whispered, taking her hand and pulling her along, his arm going under her shoulder to take the weight off of her broken ankle.

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His eyes drifted down to her stomach and for a moment his brows furrowed, he didn’t understand. Then it hit him. He was going to be a father. A real father. “Really?” He whispered before scowling at the mention of Snow. “He want’s me- he want’s me to go back. To do it again. To become who I was before, Dom.”

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“Yes, Dean. I wouldn’t lie to you, not about this.” Her voice was soft. “You don’t have to do it, Dean. We can go, I know a safe way out, you have a choi-” she could hear them approaching, getting closer. She closed the distance between them, grabbing his hand, she tried to pull him up. “Come on. This isn’t a game. This is our lives, and for once, we have a choice in what we do!” 

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“And when they find us? What will they do then?” HE whispered, pushing himself up to his feel to follow after her, limping greatly as he grimaced. “Domani, I’m not going to make it. You have to go, you have to go, it could bee your only chance.” 

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His eyes drifted down to her stomach and for a moment his brows furrowed, he didn’t understand. Then it hit him. He was going to be a father. A real father. “Really?” He whispered before scowling at the mention of Snow. “He want’s me- he want’s me to go back. To do it again. To become who I was before, Dom.”

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“Yes, Dean. I wouldn’t lie to you, not about this.” Her voice was soft. “You don’t have to do it, Dean. We can go, I know a safe way out, you have a choi-” she could hear them approaching, getting closer. She closed the distance between them, grabbing his hand, she tried to pull him up. “Come on. This isn’t a game. This is our lives, and for once, we have a choice in what we do!” 

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He gripped her hand and pulled himself up, calculating the ramifications in his head. “Dom, if I’m not here when they come back, they’ll track and kill you and the baby.” He reasoned with her. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to run, oh no, he wanted it with every fiber of his being, but he couldn’t let his child be in harms saftey. Even if it meant doing what he hated. 

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Dean was in a corner, after hearing the news that his future, after what they planned to do with him, was to go back to servicing the citizens of Panem. He wouldn’t do it. He would die before he would betray Domani again. After the semi-hourly dose of the venom that they had been posioning him with, his memories of Dom became fuzzy. As if they didn’t exist or were a dream. 

That’s why when he spotted her, he was confused. 

“Dom? Is-is it really you?”

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She nodded, seeing him she didn’t even try to stop the tears. It was as if she’ed just expected him to have died, to have never made it out of the arena. Perhaps it was because she didn’t want him to know of this torture, or of what was happening to her. “It’s really me. It’s us.” Her hand slid over her stomach, “I don’t have much time… Snow wants to terminate the baby.” She held a hand out to him, throwing a glance over her shoulder, “Come with me, we can get out of here. I know someplace safe.” 

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His eyes drifted down to her stomach and for a moment his brows furrowed, he didn’t understand. Then it hit him. He was going to be a father. A real father. “Really?” He whispered before scowling at the mention of Snow. “He want’s me- he want’s me to go back. To do it again. To become who I was before, Dom.”

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“So, how is that little family of yours doing, Mr. Reeves?” Snow asked, making small talk; as small of a talk the president made with someone he had plans for, anyway.

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His fists clenched as he closed his eyes for a held his tongue before exhaling slowly. “Just fine, Mr. President. Happy as ever. Until this, of course.”

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“Yes…it is quite unfortunate that both you and Miss Castellano were reaped.” Snow paused, thinking. “I can sympathize with the largeness of families in the poorer districts, but I cannot fathom an excuse for the inadequate use of contraception by a victor or a Capitol citizen–or even someone of the wealthier districts. They’re much better, far more effective, than they used to be, you know.”

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Pausing for a moment, he tilted his head as he looked at him. “You’re questioning about Carter. Now?”

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She had managed to get free on seer dumb luck. Pretending to sleep and striking out at a doctor just as they were about to dose her again, causing the doctor to accidentally inject themselves with the morphling. There was a crack in her cast from the blow, and she moved as fast as she could with a healing ankle. She hissed in pain as she ran from her room to a hallway, her eyes scanning as she hobbled. 

Then there is was, a room with the other victors. Peeta, Annie, Johanna, and… Dean. Her heart sank and she slipped into the room. She looked at all of them, they were in various stages of the same state she had been in. Even screaming. Though, she looked around the room, she approached Dean. “Dean? It’s me…” Her voice was soft. 

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Dean was in a corner, after hearing the news that his future, after what they planned to do with him, was to go back to servicing the citizens of Panem. He wouldn’t do it. He would die before he would betray Domani again. After the semi-hourly dose of the venom that they had been posioning him with, his memories of Dom became fuzzy. As if they didn’t exist or were a dream. 

That’s why when he spotted her, he was confused. 

“Dom? Is-is it really you?”

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Now they were in deep shit. Walking towards her, he reached out and rested a hand on her shoulder to pull her close to him. “We know that, sweetheart. But it’s not going to help us in here if you keep saying that. It’s not safe.” He whispered the last part to her, leaning in, next to her ear. 

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She dropped the parcel as he pulled her into him, and she started crying immediately. She nodded “Nothing is ever safe, not in this world.” She whispered between sobs. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shoulders, she was shaking. “An innocent child is being threatened Dean. An innocent.”

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“Nothing is safe.” He replied, kissing the top of her head, holding her close, arms wrapped around her to keep her from shaking. “You know him, Dom. He wouldn’t stop at anything to keep us from turning us against eachother.”

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Dean had been running with Domani the second the dome around them exploded but their fingers had been ripped apart as one of them stumbled. Yelling out for her, Dean raked his fingers through his hair as he tried to spot her again, to no avail. 

“Dom! Sweetheart, baby, where are you!” He screamed, running into the direction that she had fallen into only to see a crane lifting her body upwards. “NO! NO! NO!” He knew she didn’t know of the rebellion so that could only mean that the capitol had her, in his mind. “FUCK YOU SNOW! GIVE HER BACK!” He shouted, his head tilted to the sky right before a piece of debris hit him in the back of his head. 

The next thing he knew he was tied to a bed, a humming sound in his ears and his vision off kilter. He was nauseous and his head killed him but the moment someone approached him, he knew he was in trouble. 

This wasn’t the rebellion that picked him up. 

 He was in the capitol. 

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His hands went to her waist as he bucked against her, arching up against the bed as one hand trailed over the curve of her body to cup her breast, his thumb flicking over her nipple before he leaned up to press his lips against hers. 

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Johanna tried to wipe her hands on her wet suit which as everything else, was covered in blood. Then she moved them up in an attempt to clean her dipping wet face and drain her heavy hair. However, she never took her eyes off him unsure of his own decisions. “That’s what I thought.” She replied with a sigh and a raised eyebrow. “Look, Dean. These, right here…are the hunger games. Not the not-kill-anyone-games.” She stated as she moved her axe from one hand to the other. “You can’t have mercy.” Johanna shook her head, moving her hand to clean her lips and continue speaking.“We’ve all been here before so you should know by now…that killing another tribute saves your ass for one more day.” She shrugged and nodded when he mentioned how he trusted her. She could be quite a great liar pretty often…but it was good that at least in there they could walk around without having to see the other as a traitor. “Never doubted it.” She said and stared at him when she noticed the concern through his eyes. “Don’t even dare to look at me like that. I don’t want your compassion.”

Then, she ran off between the trees and under the disgusting rain. The feeling of drowning there appeared again but she did her best to remain calm. One after another, her shoes splashed through deep puddles. In a couple of minutes, her eyes seemed to distinguish a silhouette trying to escape from that place as much as them but quickly disappeared in the distance. It disappeared too quickly…and did it even look like a human? That wasn’t the point. “Guess who’s right once again, Reeves…” Johanna said as her lips curved into a victorious smile. “Time to hunt our salvation down.”

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“Compassion? For you? I wouldn’t dare.” He said with a slight smile, an eyebrow raised as he watched her stance. Once Jo got her mind on something, she was dead set on it. 

The moment she took off, he did too, his boots sinking into the blood soaked mud making it slick to run. “Don’t you love to be right, Jo.” Dean’s voice was low as he crouched down, reaching for his blade as he eyed the person. 

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“I just insulted the Capitol. Well I did by their standards though I could’ve done worse.” She stopped walking and raised an eyebrow. “Do you think they’re gonna let me go alive? They already know that I don’t fear death so they’ll probably go after anyone I’m with. Aka you.” She didn’t want him to get hurt but she didn’t want to be alone either.

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“I can handle myself, kid.” Dean responded, raising an eyebrow at her with a small smile. “You think that we all don’t insult the capitol at one time? Have you met Johanna?”

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She shook her head, tears burning her eyes into a bright red. “No! He doesn’t get to kill my entire family because I won’t kill the man I love.” She hadn’t meant to yell at Dean but she was burning with pain now. “I won’t let the Capitol continue to think this man is good when he is nothing more than a ruthless, heartless old coward!” 

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Now they were in deep shit. Walking towards her, he reached out and rested a hand on her shoulder to pull her close to him. “We know that, sweetheart. But it’s not going to help us in here if you keep saying that. It’s not safe.” He whispered the last part to her, leaning in, next to her ear. 

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“So, how is that little family of yours doing, Mr. Reeves?” Snow asked, making small talk; as small of a talk the president made with someone he had plans for, anyway.

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His fists clenched as he closed his eyes for a held his tongue before exhaling slowly. “Just fine, Mr. President. Happy as ever. Until this, of course.”

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“You wish to partake in the Presidential wine tour now?” Snow asked, not exactly surprised. 

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“ I wouldn’t mind.”

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“Right, follow along then.” It’s not like the President had anything better to do right at the moment. Besides, entertaining and keeping victors out of trouble was a crucial role.

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Dean walked after him silently, glancing around as he did so.

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Domani was laying down already, trying to fall asleep though with the churning in her gut, she new it was impossible. But she knew she had to conserve energy. Her eyes were closed, she was focused on her breathe so she didn’t even hear the capsules as they fell. Only an eye popped open when it landed a few inches from her face. 

Dean’s voice called out and she sat up, grabbing her own capsule. She looked into his and her heart sank. Twisting hers open, she took in the sight of the curled lock of hair. Before closing her eyes, her face didn’t replicate the happiness that was on Dean’s. “Dean, he’s trying to send us a message that he’s going to kill our baby. How can you be happy about that?” Her voice was low, and suddenly, a spark ignited in her. They had no child, Snow was risking an innocent child. Pushing herself onto her feet, she raised the capsule up, knowing some camera would fixate on her. “Look. Look what your precious president is doing! This is the hair of my son. Your president wants me to kill Dean Reeves or risk the lives of my child and entire family.”

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Pausing, he stared at the strand of hair in his fist for a few moments before his gaze turned to Dom, his emotions going haywire. He couldn’t let her speak to the president like this, especially with the rebellion under way. That’s why he had smiled at her. “Dom, no.” He whispered as he closed his eyes, wincing, glancing up at the cameras, his fists clenched. 

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Groaning softly at the tightness around him, he bucked into her slightly before pausing. “Fuck yes you are.” Reaching up, he ran his fingers through her hair before pressing a kiss to her forehead and pushing into her, rocking against her softly before reaching down to grip her hips for a better angle. 

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“You wish to partake in the Presidential wine tour now?” Snow asked, not exactly surprised. 

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“ I wouldn’t mind.”