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during the duration of their car ride, lucy gray had scooted closer to coriolanus, head on his shoulder as she grabbed his hand once more. ❝ i can't wait until our baby is here. i hope they have your eyes, ❞ the brunette told him, playing the part of his girl once more. she would get him to believe that she did love him, if only for that night. maybe longer to get more of what she wanted, but she wasn't sure how long she could keep the act up since she despised him. as they got to the restaurant, lucy gray waited for him to get out before she got out herself, smiling up at him. ❝ thank you for taking me out to dinner, sweetheart. ❞

"You should be satisfied now, now that we have arrived." he jokes without the smile, finding her doe eyes looking up at him and finding himself in confusion... why she's being so nice to him. Why there's no hate in her eyes. Taking the spot next to her, he shuts the door back. Almost wondering if she's planning to poison his drink at dinner while he's not looking... that's something to be mindful of. The driver begins to take them to their destination, a fancy restaurant in the city's square. In the meantime Coriolanus glances over at Lucy Gray, just to slowly move his gaze back away. Did running her the bath put her in a kind mood? The pregnancy hormones? Or is she really trying to poison him.

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❝ well yes, but we haven't walked out the door yet. ❞ lucy gray told him with a smile, thinking they needed to leave now before he changed his mind. as they walked to the elevator, she stayed close to him, holding close as if they were a normal couple. she wasn't going to allow herself to fall for any charms again, but she would make him believe that she had. that was the goal, pretend she was his girl once more to get more of what she wanted. play and win his own game. as they slipped into the car, lucy gray looked to him with her wide bambi eyes, ❝ you can sit close, i won't bite. ❞ he's lucky she was playing nice or she would.

"That's where I'm leading you, aren't I?" Finding the hand odd... she never reached for him these days. Staring down at it like her touch may burn him, thinking he should jerk it away but fingers decide to cautiously wrap around her smaller hand instead. And the petname? He was certainly looking at her weird now, icy hues flickering away from her innocent eyed look. He didn't want to look for long and have any chances of her stirring any old feelings he once had. Once the elevator comes open, the taller leads them outside where a car is waiting, Coriolanus opens the back door and gestures Lucy Gray to go first.

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❝ well thank ya, darlin', ❞ she grinned at his words, eyes filled with complete adoration. she couldn't help. the butterflies in her stomach as they ate together like this. it had been a whirlwind, but she was glad she had him with her. as she ate, lucy gray hummed happily, ❝ it's perfect. this is perfect. ❞ she ate the rest of her food in silence, just enjoying his company. ❝ do you want to catch a movie later tonight ? i know how to sneak into a theater without getting caught. ❞ the brunette wiggled her eyebrows up at him, grinning slyly.

Seeing her hand move back away, at last moment the blond takes back hold of it, thumb brushing over her small knuckles. “I like the way you talk, too.” he chuckles, he felt inclined to hate accents and he felt even more inclined to deny he liked hers, but here he was… giving himself away to his admiration for the charming way Lucy Gray spoke. “I don’t believe that’s possible, but maybe you’ll be able to match and work off each other. It could be a great thing.” Another chuckle before he goes quiet, enjoying a few bites of his food and a sip of the smoothie. Deeming both items as delicious. “How’s yours?” he questions, gesturing towards her food.

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lucy gray refrained from rolling her eyes at his joke, knowing to just go along with whatever he said. she would pretend to be happy and get along with him, but only to get the things she wanted. she'd done it before to get the things she wanted from people. money, food, everything else. ❝ are we ready to go ? i'm starving, and i don't think it's good for my-- our baby if we don't get food soon. ❞ lucy gray gave a small smile, a performance, really, wanting coriolanus to believe she truly was warming back up to him. ❝ come on, darlin', ❞ she reached out for the blond's hand, big bambi eyes wide as she looked up at him.

Standing in the living space, he’d went off to make tea while she was in the bathroom, so once Lucy Gray steps back out, he’s swallowing one last sip of the warm liquid. Slowly placing it down onto his plate, paused momentarily as icy hues fall over her petite frame, still hating the choice in the dress— he wants to see her in something more sleek and elegant in his opinion, that’d truly make her stunning— but still, “Beautiful.” he simply responds, turning to discard his beverage in the kitchen before returning. “I wonder if our child agrees? Maybe she or he is being squashed… with that corset.” Coriolanus decides to joke while leading her downstairs to the car, which may come off surprising that the shell of himself still exists somewhere deep down, given how colder he’s went and having little desire to find anything to joke about for the past few months now.

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lucy gray frowned as abilene told her that coriolanus had been president for decades. ❝ that's impossible. he's not-- he can't be. i just escaped him in the woods. that's where i ran from. ❞ she shook her head quickly, refusing to believe it. he couldn't have been president. he was still a peacekeeper, on his way to two by now. ❝ no, i'm fine. just-- how do i get out ? i want to escape panem, ❞ especially if this woman was somehow telling the truth, impossible as it seemed to lucy gray.

at this point, she was ready to give up and turn herself in at twelve, just take the fault for the deaths of mayfair and billy taupe. surely if snow were in any position of power, the brunette wasn't safe. he'd tried to hurt her after she ran away from him.

abilene wondered if the other woman was sick somehow , even though she didn't appear like she was . lucy gray's words didn't make sense and abilene tipped her head to the side while she spoke . she knew that president snow had grandchildren , but to her memory they were all granddaughters . she knew of no other man with that name besides president snow himself , sure that not even a son or a nephew carried that name .

❛ there's only one coriolanus snow , and he's been president for decades now . ❜ abilene spoke slowly . ❛ are you feeling okay , hun ? ❜ abilene furrowed her brows . ❛ let's . . . let me take you somewhere where you can rest a while , okay ? ❜ abilene offered lucy gray her arm , sure that the other must be confused from exhaustion or illness . the victor's village wasn't too far away , and most of the peacekeepers were occupied with the new laws that followed the last hunger games .

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lucy gray looked at him for a moment when he handed her the towel, deciding against ripping it from his hands. she didn't thank him as she went to the bathroom, beginning to undress before she climbed into the bath. the rose petals were a nice touch, but the brown eyed girl wouldn't admit that to him. after getting in, lucy gray let herself sink into the tub, the water submerging her. she stayed there, just under the water with her eyes shut. the last year replayed in her mind, how she came to this point with him. fingers traced along her stomach, a sigh escaping as she sat back up in the water. ❝ i'll figure this out for us, ❞ she whispered to herself before beginning to wash herself, not wanting to keep him waiting too long. she didn't want him to change his mind. when lucy gray got out of the tub, she began to get dressed once more, humming to herself before making her way back out to the blond. ❝ i'm ready. ❞ she told him while slipping her shoes on.

Since she didn't specify, he decides to run her a bath. With bubbles and rose petals thrown in, the towels took down from the shelf. Those are the final touches before the blond returns, "It's ready." he announces, handing her the towels before noticing what she chose to wear to dinner. Silently, not all that agreeable on the rainbow dress. It's a dinner, not something that needs a dress like that for such a mild occasion. But will he say it out loud? No. He swallows any ounce of dispute welling inside, trying one night not to have a migraine dealing with her for once.

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❝ i do, ❞ the brunette grinned as she looked at him, reaching her hand out to touch his for a moment and then pulling it away again. as the waitress placed down their food, lucy gray offered a smile toward her and thanked her. she began to start eating as coriolanus continued his thought, nodding along to what he was saying to her. ❝ darlin', i don't think that'll be any kind of issue. i might be too much for her, if anything. ❞ a soft chuckle escaped as she took a sip of her drink. ❝ it's okay, really if she gets excited and goes overboard, i like seeing people excited about their interests. ❞ nothing would be too much for her when she was typically considered too much herself.

"Thank you. You think so?" Head tilts with a smile twitching at his lips, of course... he knew so. But compliments to being eloquent with his vocabulary were even bigger to physical compliments. The waitress coming in between their conversation momentarily, placing down their items before leaving again. Coryo picks up where he left off, "I'm sure she'd like that, too. I'm certain it'll happen sooner than later." he can see Tigris all over the idea of meeting Lucy Gray, the idea of it makes him chuckle while he's grabbing for his fork and starting to cut into his banana and berry french toast. "Hopefully, she won't be too much. I'll warn her in ahead of time to not go too crazy just because she'll have a girl over, she loves to style new people in her designs and go overboard sometimes but she's harmless. She means well, just gets a little overly excited with her workshop and love for fashion."

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lucy gray nodded in agreement, eyes scanning over his face, just studying his features. gorgeous, she smiled to herself as her eyes met his. she could get lost in his eyes for hours, the beautiful icy blue shade that had her entranced the moment she saw them. ❝ i'm sure you'd answer every question perfectly. you're well-spoken. ❞ the brunette informed him. billy taupe was not well-spoken, but maude ivory had approved just because they'd known each other for so long. hearing about coriolanus's own cousin, her features softened more, nodding along to his words. ❝ you think so ? i'm sure she's lovely, i'd love to meet her some day. ❞ lucy gray was glad that she was with him now, realizing just how bad billy taupe had been for her. the blond treated her much better than she had ever been treated by anybody, really.

"Father's always want the best for their daughters, I don't blame him." Coryo responds kindly, hoping he would certainly see him a step up from Billy Taupe. And if he were a father... well, that was odd to think about. He had never had any thoughts about being a parent before, but if he were, he feels he'd be harsh on who was taking his daughter on dates, too. "Then I'll have to be great at answering, hm?" Playfully questioning. "My cousin who has been more like a sister... she'd have an easy time getting along with you. I have a feeling she'd adore you even."

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❝ you aren't keeping me safe. i know how to survive in those woods, coriolanus. just because you don't doesn't mean i can't. ❞ a frustrated groan escaped as she moved to sit on the bed. lucy gray hated the way he spoke, the way he acted like he cared about her baby. she knew better than to believe his lies. it was all about control. control over her, she thought. when coriolanus agreed to take her to dinner, dark eyebrows raised in shock. wow, she hadn't expected that. ❝ okay, thank you. ❞ there was no malice in her tone this time, she knew to get what she wanted, she had to play nice for now. lucy gray stood back up, making her way over to the closet to find something to wear. she opted to grab the rainbow dress that was once her mother's. it was like a security blanket at that time, she'd worn it in the games for the same reason-- to have her mother close to her.

"Good." A simplistic agreeable response sounds from him, happy she's not going to fight him on it. Especially since he hated lying next to someone who he despised and who despised him. "I'm keeping you safe, there's a difference. The natural elements of the woods would eventually kill you, the mayor in twelve would kill you and above all– we can't separate with us having a child together now. I want meet them and know them. Perhaps I am my father as you like to tell me, but we do have our differences. This being one of them." His father didn't wish to know him... but he likes to claim his father was forced to be busy, cold and absent so he doesn't feel vulnerable and hurt by it like he used to. "Yes," Answering the surprising question, he could make time for the unusual request. "I'll start a shower or bath for you, so you can get ready. Find something nice to wear."

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she hated how he was trying to make it seem like he was helping her and how she should thank him for keeping her locked up. ❝ oh i will be occupying it. ❞ lucy gray's jaw clenched tightly, not wanting to show more emotion. she hated how emotional she was lately, how she cried more than she'd ever cried before in her life. ❝ and yet, i still won't be free. you aren't doing me a favor, coriolanus. you're trapping me in the capitol, the place i almost died. the place you know i don't want to be. ❞ a huff escaped as she continued to look around the room, eyes darting over to the crib on occasion. it was the reality setting in. they were going to have a baby, she was stuck. ❝ there's no need for a room for them just yet. they will stay in here with me. it'll make it easier to care for them at night. ❞ lucy gray wasn't going to say the real reason she wanted to keep her baby close at all times. she was terrified what coriolanus would do to the baby. he was a monster, she just couldn't trust him around her baby. a beat and then, ❝ can we go out somewhere for dinner tonight ? ❞ lucy gray didn't necessarily want to go out with him, but she knew he wouldn't allow her to leave otherwise.

“You forget how difficult you can be, darling.” Plainly responding. A sigh falls from lips, exhaling the annoyance she easily stirs up inside of him. He gave her the choice to live, that’s something she should be so grateful for. “You have the entire penthouse. And it’s a room that suits you.” She’s dramatic, she’s not trapped. He’s just keeping his little songbird safe, here in this cage. “You don’t have to occupy it. I just thought you could have your own room since you don’t seem to enjoy sharing one with me.” he manages to give a dry laugh. “It’s just for now. Until I can buy us a real home.” Since he certainly plans to move on to bigger better things. “One day we’ll have a yard and as many gardens as you could only hope for.” he confidently tells her, watching Lucy Gray’s reaction and seeing the tears well in her eyes. Trying to gauge or not if she even cares for it, until the tears come to the surface. Stepping in after her, sticking his hands into his coat and observing, wondering what she thinks of the crib. “We’ll renovate a room for her or him soon, too. But I decided to at least get the crib in time.”

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❝ you haven't given me a choice on anything since you forced me to come here with you, so disagree all you want, but it's facts. ❞ lucy gray reminded him, crossing her arms over her chest as she glared, following him once he began to lead her out. not so bad, she couldn't help but to laugh at the blond's words. being there, in the capitol with him, stuck, that was the worst thing she could have ever thought of. she thought about running, but quite honestly the brunette was just so tired with fighting and the baby growing inside of her. as he opened the door and gestured for her to step inside, she wasn't expecting much. seeing the room and her guitar, however, caused tears to fill her eyes. it was just hormones, she thought as she looked around, wiping her eyes quickly as she tried to feign indifference. ❝ this is the surprise ? ❞ she asked, walking over to where he'd set the crib up, fingers tracing over it. ❝ another room for me to be trapped in. ❞

"Well, I disagree. But I know you and I will never come to an agreement." So there's no use in wasting his time arguing. It was tempting to put her in a room she hated, but he has to perfect this new job. Dedicated to doing a good job at being a perfect father, he demolished Lucy Gray's idea of him, so he must do whatever he can to ensure this child never views him as a monster. Even if she tries convincing them like he fears, they'll never believe her. Hellbent on salvaging the only chance he has left to be viewed fondly and not monstrous which is being the rolemodel in their child's eyes, starting now, when they're still growing inside her. "Besides, it's not so bad." Turning to lead once she actually budges, the taller shows her across his door right into another room. Pushing the door open, he gestures her to step into it first. Maybe an old part of himself even genuinely wanted to do this for her, but he can't admit that to himself, she hates him he hates her.

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lucy gray frowned at the woman's reaction. how had she known coriolanus ? he'd never been to the districts before going to twelve. plus, he was supposed to go to two, that's what he'd told her before he left twelve with her. how did he end up in ten ? thoughts were broken by the other, abilene, lucy gray reminded herself, speaking again. president ? she'd barely heard it due to the words being whispered. no, coriolanus couldn't have been president, it had only been a few weeks. ❝ what ? no, i don't think so. they've probably given up by now. they blame me for killing mayfair, but i'm a lost cause by now i'm sure. ❞ lucy gray said with a shrug.

❝ what do you mean president snow though ? he's just a peacekeeper. ❞ that's all he was when she'd ran away from him in the woods-- when he'd gone mad and started shooting in her direction. how could he have been the president now ? that fast. no way. could he have taken over the presidency in only a week or so ? shaking the thought off, lucy gray studied the girl. abilene did seem serious, so she couldn't write her off as crazy or anything. she truly believed this man was president.

abilene could feel the color and life drain from her face when the other woman spoke that name . she stiffened and broke off the handshake quickly , hazel eyes darting about by reflex . she looked for anyone who might have overheard or seen them together . . . but ten was a big district . outside of town the peacekeepers and people numbered few and far between and all that she heard was the wind through the trees , the cattle , and her own pounding heart .

❛ president snow ? in twelve ? ❜ her voice was a hushed whisper . abilene couldn't really think of a time when the president came to the districts , or at least not any that she had been told of . she was sure that he had how could one be the president of an entire country without ever having seen the world outside of the capitol ? but she racked her mind trying to think of any point in her lifetime when he had left the capitol .

then , the longer she thought on it , the longer it occurred to her that of course he was not in twelve . the president was an old , though no less intimidating , man and abilene doubted he would waste his own personal time on a girl from twelve . not when another girl from twelve had recently shown him up . ❛ are the peacekeepers looking for you ? ❜

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❝ more like who. i escaped from district twelve. well, the woods outside of twelve from coriolanus snow. ❞ he was still out there, she told herself, trying to shake the thought. it wasn't that she feared him or death, it was more the thought that he'd lied so easily to her face. that he betrayed her trust like that. she would have stayed and fought, but he overpowered her. it was easier to run.

hearing the district she was in now, brows furrowed. she wasn't going north. she'd been going south-west. ❝ ten. ❞ she repeated, throat going dry as she took the other's hand. ❝ i'm lucy gray. don't need a doctor, but a place to rest would be appreciated. i don't know exactly how long i've been running... a week now, maybe. time doesn't feel real anymore. ❞

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❛ from where , hun ? ❜ abilene asked . the other woman didn't look out of place save that she'd clearly been running and running for a while , and ten was a big district . abilene supposed she shouldn't be surprised to not recognize someone there were a few people who moved with the livestock , after all . her hazel eyes glanced over the other woman , looking for injuries or anything that would betray why she'd been running .

❛ you're in ten . ❜ she offered . abilene reached out to offer her a hand to either shake or steady herself . she looked so tired and scared . abilene chewed on her lower lip for a moment before continuing , ❛ i'm abilene . do you need a doctor ? a place to rest ? how long have you been running ? ❜

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lucy gray felt like a bird trapped in a cage from the time they were in twelve together and still even now. the promise of a surprise didn't make her feel any differently about him. she was still angry with him, not speaking much to him. her days were spent feeling rather miserable, life growing inside of her not doing anything to make her hopeful or optimistic. she would love her child regardless, but she wasn't happy that coriolanus was forcing her to stay with him. she should have just kept her mouth shut, escaped him, and it all would have been okay.

�� not really, but like with everything else, i know you aren't giving me a choice. ❞ lucy gray said bitterly, glaring at the blond. she didn't appreciate what he did for her. if he really cared about her and the baby, coriolanus would have let her stay with her family in twelve. better yet, in the woods where she could have survived alone. just because he wasn't strong enough to survive out there, didn't mean that she couldn't. standing from the bed, she gave him a look letting him know to go ahead and show her the surprise.

He can take the beats to his back, arm just secures her legs draped over his chest to keep them from kicking him in the ribs. And not another word is said to Lucy Gray for the remainder of the time they have to spend together in twelve to ensure she doesn’t escape him before they’re off to the capitol. The same protocol has to be re-enforced once they are, tight security on Lucy Gray, he won’t even give her own room until the windows are secured.

Which is finally in place after two months of being re-established in the capitol. He keeps promising her a surprise. And even if he doesn’t think decorating a room to specifically suit Lucy Gray will ever get him on her good side, he decides to anyway after going back and forth with the options of if he wanted to decorate the way he wanted without a thought to her before making himself feel better by making the interior’s theme all Lucy Gray with his prize money.

Of course, he even went all the way to get back her instrument and belongings. The guitar propped against the wall, the closet full of her old clothes even if he’ll prefer she gets accustomed with capitol wear, a rainbow quilt draped over the bed just to describe a few things. A crib sitting in the corner next to the bed, since he doesn’t have that room constructed yet. Cloaked in a red jacket, curls are combed over, the watch on his wrist gently bangs against the door of his bedroom he knows Lucy Gray is probably pouting in. Slowly pushing himself in, “The surprise is here. Do you wish to see it?” Her room, he secretly means.

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You know what I love and just applaud Rachel zegler for doing so well? Making Lucy gray’s mannerisms and tone slightly different whenever she’s performing for the cameras e.g the scene at the zoo when she was being asked questions

More than that I love that in every scene with Coriolanus she doesn’t do that tone or mannerisms EXCEPT THE LAST SCENE SHE HAS WITH HIM BEFORE SHE DISAPPEARS

Like everything about it from the tone of voice to the way that she said “I’m not made out of sugar” to the way that she smiled was just so eerily similar to the way that she acts when she is preforming for an audience

Like I cant be the only one who sees how different she acts

Look at that! that’s a woman PREFORMING if I ever saw one

But what’s so important is that SHE IS preforming, she’s made her choice, she knows she has to leave but she also knows that she is talking to someone who is extremely volatile and has shown that he can kill so she has to bide her time and play it perfectly to disappear like she needed to

So she preforms to stay alive, just like she did in the games, Lucy gray’s last performance was actually this conversation- not any song.

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❝ stomach, ❞ she told him, muffled through his hand, still doubled over as she let out another groan. it was clear that her efforts had failed though, considering he wasn't letting go to make sure she was alright. as he tossed her over his shoulder, lucy gray began to kick her legs, thrashing her arms against him, hitting him as hard as she could. ❝ let go ! i hate you. i don't want to be anywhere near you. ❞ she was continuously repeating that, hoping that it would get through his thick skull. the brunette wasn't going to the capitol with him, she'd find a way to escape from him.

“What are you doing?” The confusion comes clear when he knows he’s not twisting her arm or squeezing it hard enough to cause pain, just enough to secure her. “Must you always be dramatic, Lucy Gray?” Figuring that’s what she’s trying to do to coax him to let go of her… which won’t be happening. “I suppose seeing the covey won’t be an option now, since you have no idea how to behave.” Coriolanus tosses her over his shoulder to begin walking back to base and if she tries biting him like earlier, he won’t hesitate to find something on him to keep her mouth shut.