Grey meets blue.

Colors swirl.

Two worlds collide.

Find the missing pieces. . .

Katniss's POV
They stood staring at each other for what seemed an eternity. He seemed just as shocked as Katniss.
How could this be?
She took a step forward, so small it didn't really count as a step, but she couldn't stop staring at him. Finally, she broke the silence. "it's you," she breathed. Standing just the tiniest bit closer to him had only confirmed the obvious. He's a real human being. She didn't know what to say or do, so she just stood there and studied him.

This wasn't a dream. That much she knew now.

Peeta's POV
"It's you," she said. Her voice exactly as he imagined.
Peeta blinked and registered only then what she had said.
Was he to her what she was to him? What was she to him anyway? Up until that moment, he thought she was just a figment of his imagination. Clearly, though, since she was here standing in front of him very much a real person, and this wasn't a dream, she had to be more than that. He didn't even know her name. . . .What was happening?

He chose to speak first. "I'm. . " he trailed off, suddenly nervous. "Peeta." He thought about smiling, but it didn't seem like the time for that.
She looked up from studying his face with a jump; like she was surprised that he had actually said something. Her eyes locked with his. Blue met grey.
And something happened. For the first time in his life since the accident, Peeta felt something close to contentment, as if he could stare into her eyes for a lifetime and never want to leave as if this were always meant to be. Something clicked into place. He smiled at her.

"I'm Katniss," she said, her nose crinkling from smiling shyly. "Do you know what's going on?" She asked, looking around.
Peeta shook his head. "No, I just woke up in an empty room. The last thing I remember was painting. . ." He trailed off, remembering it was her he had been painting. A blush rose to his cheeks.

"Me too. The last thing I remember… was crashing my car," she said, laughing quietly.
Peeta smiled. Then the room lapsed into silence, neither of them knowing what to say.

Peeta cleared his throat and began to move further down the hall, Katniss in his wake.
"Where are we anyway? Let's look around."

I apologize for all these short chapters! THERE WILL BE LONG ONES COMING, I PROMISE! Please leave me a review! I'm motivated by reviews so the more of those I get the faster I update;) Thank you to everyone who followed/favorited, I really appreciate it! :) Just FYI this description of Peeta is how I personally imagined him, as goes for Katniss too. Love to everyone! Thanks for reading and please REVIEW! :))