Once darkness had fallen, Blaine settled down in a corner and prepared for his first night in the arena. He ate the little bit of food he managed to hold onto. Eventually, he would have to make it back to the cornucopia for more supplies. He held his sword across his lap, and let his head fall back against the wall. After everything that had happened since the Games began, Blaine knew he needed to rest if he was going to be able to protect himself and Kurt against the career alliance. His muscles ached and he was starting to regret not sleeping the night before. Blaine hadn't heard any movement nearby since he'd gotten out of the booby trapped room, so this was as good a time as any to try and get a few hours of sleep. Almost as soon as he closed his eyes, Blaine opened them again as he heard a quiet beeping sound and something fell to the ground beside him. Reaching for it in the dark, Blaine found a small, shimmering parachute attached to a metal container. Burt had sent him a gift from one of their sponsors. Squinting in the moonlight, Blaine withdrew the item from the container and tried to identify it. He held a small cylindrical device, no more than two inches deep, and made of a smooth metal. The object had a glass face, similar to a pocket watch, but Blaine was positive he hadn't been sent a gift in order to tell time. He slid the gift into his jacket, knowing he could get a better look at it in the morning. Closing his eyes again, Blaine finally fell into a light sleep hoping he would be reunited with Kurt tomorrow.

Kurt had never been more grateful for a drink of water. Inside the stolen pack he found enough food and water to get through a few days if he rationed his portions. He also found a knife with a long, sharp blade. Feeling more prepared than he had since the Games began, Kurt found a hidden corner to rest in for the night. As he sat looking at the stars the Capitol anthem began playing somewhere overhead and the nightly broadcast began. Every night after sunset, the Capitol would list each of the fallen tributes. In the Capitol the broadcast was accompanied by a recap of the fallen tributes' death. Since this might give away hidden skills or strategies, the remaining tributes in the arena were only able to see the names and faces of their fallen competitors. As Kurt watched the broadcast he noted that all four career tributes were still alive. He felt a twinge of grief when Tina's face appeared in the sky. Her District partner had also been killed. Surprisingly the developmentally disabled girl from 9 had survived the first day. As the broadcast ended, Kurt let out a breath of relief at the confirmation that Blaine was alive.

The Capitol anthem roused Blaine from his sleep. Even the few hours of sleep he managed to get had cleared his head. As he watched the broadcast of fallen tributes, he reflected on the Games so far and tried to come up with a plan for tomorrow. He'd been hoping the career alliance would have turned on itself already, but they had all survived the first day. Blaine knew he needed to find Kurt and hopefully the gift Burt had sent would make that easier. He also had to come up with a plan for taking out some of the other tributes. He still had a weapon, and was ready to use it, but he still hadn't come across another tribute since he and Sam left the cornucopia. Sam had also survived the day, but Blaine realized with a pang of guilt that the blonde girl he had killed was Sam's District partner. Her name was Quinn. Blaine remembered from her interview that she had a daughter. He sat there staring up at the stars and somehow he knew Kurt was doing the same thing at that very moment. Careful to keep his voice low, he sang softly as if somehow Kurt could hear him.

Somewhere out there

Beneath the pale moonlight

Someone's thinking of me

and loving me tonight

Kurt wondered if the stars above the arena were the same ones back home. The stars he watched dance across the sky from the warm safety of Blaine's arms. With his thoughts on Blaine, Kurt sang quietly.

Somewhere out there

someone's saying a prayer

That we'll find one another

in that big somewhere out there

And even though I know how very far apart we are

It helps to think

we might be wishing on the same bright star

Blaine continued softly.

And when the night wind starts to sing

a lonesome lullaby

It helps to think we're sleeping

underneath the same big sky

Burt watched as the Capitol live feed switched to dual cameras focusing on both boys as they sang together.

Somewhere out there

if love can see us through

Then we'll be together

Somewhere out there

Out where dreams come true

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