We were kissing for hours. Every so often we would break apart and feed each other a macaron before staring up the kissing again. I wasn't sure why I was doing it. I didn't know if it was want or need, but all I knew was that it felt good.

Once the macarons were all gone, we sat up against the wall, cuddled together like two lovers. The overwhelming feelings from the day slowly began to subside whilst his arms were wrapped around me.

"Are you sure Adrien's face didn't appear on the fallen tribute list?" I was playing with his fingers.

"Positive, m'lady. The girl, your Allie, from District 11 was the last face." I'd told Chat all about my team work with the fox, and that I'd killed the bee. It's turns out the boy I thought might be Adrien was actually a boy from District 7, who wheeled the turtle Miraculous.

After that nights sky show, we worked out there are only a quarter of us left. Adrien and I from 12, the boys from District 1 and District 11, and the girls from District 2 and District 10. No one expected District 12 to survive this long, we were always killed at the cornucopia on day one.

"Chat you're burning up. I think you might have blood poisoning." I stand up and make my way outside to gather some water in our makeshift cups. The rain had stopped giving me the opportunity to go hunt. He needs to drink and eat, or he would surely die.

The anthem plays outside the cave and I move forward to see if anything appears in the sky. Nothing. A loud voice booms across the arena. It's Alec.

"You are all in need of something and we are willing to give it to you. Tomorrow morning there will be a feast at the cornucopia, each Miraculous will have the supplies they need. Good luck tributes."

I look down at the Chat, he is violently shaking his head. He speaks.

"You are not putting yourself in a situation to get killed for me!"

"You can't stop me Chat! You need your medicine, your life is important to me."

"Please don't leave me. I'd rather send this time with you ... I don't want you to leave me."

I sigh, there's nothing I can really do about this. If I tried to go to he would just follow me and end up getting himself killed.

"Ok," I say in defeat and leave the cave with our cups.

I walk down to stream, cautious of who might be around, and scoop up some fresh water. I begin to think about mine and Chat's conversation about who as left in the games.

I compare Chat to the boys I know that remain. His skin isn't as dark as the boy from District 11 and he's taller than I remember the boy from District 1 being. My Kitty was also a lot sweeter, which meant he had to be Adrien.

A warmth swirls through my insides. Chat could be Adrien, the Chat who she'd been kissing most of the evening, Chat who could die from blood poisoning if I don't come up with a plan to save him quickly.

"Come on Fu, we need something!" I talk into the sky hoping Fu will hear me and send down a parachute, but after waiting it looked like that wasn't going to happen.

When I got back to the cave Chat was  fast asleep. I studied him and there was no doubt in my mind that this sweet minou was in fact my District partner. It was in that moment I was going to do whatever I could to save him. I would find a way to get to the feast.

There were berries left from this evenings meal. I pop them into my mouth a few at a time, enjoying the squirt of sour juice hitting my tongue every time I bit into one.

Chat started to snore. It sounded quite amusing as he purring at the same time. I giggle to myself and then look at the cave entrance as a parachute arrives in front of me attached to a box.

Going to the caves mouth, I heave the box inside. I open it up, within it sat a  medium container and a small container.

Get the medicine for the cat. Oh and keep the kisses coming.

I notice the bigger container has a liquid substance inside it, I open the lid and sniff. Chicken soup. Reaching to the second, smaller box I pull out a small vial of liquid. It looked familiar. I think I saw similar in the Capitol. That's when it clicked, sleep syrup.

I placed a couple of drops in the chicken soup and mixed it together before heading back in to Chat.

"Hey," he says opening his eyes to meet her baby blues. The way he looked at me made me feel stark naked. Everything was on display for him.

"We've had some soup sent. I've already ate mine but I've got yours here. Eat it while it's warm." I whisper to him as I kiss his boiling forehead.

I help him sit up. He's very pale and weak. He tries to lift the soup to his mouth but struggles.

"Would you mind?" I take his spoon from his hand and he nods. I start to feed him, his soup and he purrs at its warmth and deliciousness.

"This is good," he looks up and exclaims "thank you!" to the audience and sponsors. Such a sweet gesture makes my heart grow a couple of sizes.

"Do you know about the history of the cat and the ladybug?" Chat started to talk between mouthfuls of soup.

"You see they're soul mates. Two parts of a whole. Apparently it's linked to this yin and yan thing. They represent balance and harmony. You create and I destroy. We balance each other out, the perfect combination. You and me, were meant to be."

"Now, now Chat. You're turning into a poet."

"It's true though m'lady." Chat's words were starting to slur and his eyes droop ready for sleep. With a big yawn he whispers his last sentence.

"I love you, Ladybug."

He slips into a deep sleep and I stay on patrol at the opening of the cave. Tomorrow I will try and save him, tomorrow I will go to the feast.