When Wiress was able to make some sense of the world around her, she felt a familiar hand gripping hers. When she ran her thumb over the back of Beetee's hand, she received a gentle squeeze. "Beetee." She whispered smiling.

"I told you you'd get out of the arena, genius" Wiress opened her eyes slowly to allow her brain to adjust to the influx of light.

"I could only with -" Wiress blinked watching Beetee's eyes tear up behind his glasses. She reached out and placed her hand on his cheek.

"Only with me as a mentor?" Beetee asked. Wiress smiled.

"You as my teammate - My - love." Wiress whispered. She closed her eyes again and felt the side of the small hospital-issue mattress sink. She curled up in Beetee's arms and fell asleep again. Beetee watched the love of his life sleep. She was looking healthier every day. A week later, he was helping her stand on her own. Two weeks later, she could walk from her bed to the bathroom and then to the door to the hospital room.

"Wiress, I know you're still recovering, but you are more than welcome to stay at my house." Beetee said one day as he was combing her hair. "What do you think?" He asked after a pause.

"What do you think - genius?" Wiress said smiling. She wrapped her arms around Beetee as she was sitting on his lap. She rested her head under his chin and kissed him gently.

"It's settled then." Beetee said happily. Wiress dozed in his lap and he lay her in her bed once she began snoring softly. He looked around and realized he hadn't left her hospital room for three weeks. Not that he minded. He looked at his makeshift notebook that contained sketches on the back of old documents that would have been shredded by the medical staff. Once Wiress was able to stay awake for more than ten minutes, she had asked for paper and a pencil. Though her writing was a bit shaky, she had began making improvements on designs Beetee was showing her.

You think 15rpm's is enough, genius? Beetee laughed as he read the note on the side of his drawing. Think again. Love, W. He traced her shaky letters. Love. He smiled before adjusting Wiress' blankets around her shoulders and kissing her cheek. "I love you, love." Beetee whispered, his lips brushing her skin.

"I'm not -" Wiress mumbled, her eyes fluttering open.

"You were sleeping a few minutes ago, genius." Beetee whispered in her ear. Wiress rolled over so she was laying on her side watching Beetee sketch at a table beside her bed. They would exchange smiles as he worked.

Finally it was the day of Wiress' post Games interview. Wiress was dressed in a flowing spaghetti strap dark blue dress with silver fibers running up an down the fabric. When light shone on the fibers, they appeared to be lit fiber optic wires. She had a matching shawl to drape over her shoulders to hide her still nearly emaciated form. She sat on a soft chair on the stage with Caesar Flickerman sitting to her left. She had dozed a bit while watching the recap. "Well, Wiress, you certainly outsmarted this years' Gamemakers!" He laughed. "What do you say to that?"

"We're all meant to -" Wiress paused. "Try and survive."

"I see." Caesar said. "What made you survive?"

"Beetee - my -" Wiress paused as she appeared visibly choked up. "Mentor."

"You seem very touched by his help." Caesar said.

"Yes." Wiress paused. "In District Three we help -" She paused. "Invent things. We're a team." She said slowly." She gulped. "I - I've saved his life and -" She paused as tears rolled down her eyes. "And now he has -"

"He has now saved yours." Caesar finished. Wiress nodded as everyone 'awwed.' "That sounds like a very intriguing story." Wiress nodded. "Well, you're sixteen years old turning seventeen in August." He said smiling. "You have a lot of life ahead of you. What do you plan to do with the rest of it?"

"I want to spend the rest of it with -" Wiress paused. She looked over at Beetee who was standing by President Snow. She got up and faced Beetee. Caesar walked by her side as she made her way to Beetee.

Beetee smiled and blinked back tears as Wiress approached him. She radiated strength defying her sickly form. She's beautiful. She's so beautiful. He took her hands in his and held them firmly. "I -" Wiress looked into Beetee's eyes. "I would like to spend the rest of my life -" Caesar placed the microphone near Wiress' and Beetee's mouths without it being intrusive.

"Wiress," Beetee said smiling. "I would also like to spend the rest of my life with you." He smiled. "Will you marry me?"

"Would I say no, genius?" Wiress quipped. Everyone from Caesar to the camera crew and the audience cheered with tears streaming down their faces as Wiress and Beetee shared their kiss. Eventually they broke apart and Wiress stepped back. President Snow placed the Victor's crown on Wiress' head and she waved at the crowd as they cheered for her. Her other hand was still in Beetee's grasp. When the crowd became overwhelming a few moments later, Wiress felt comfort in Beetee's arms, with his kisses peppering her forehead. Beetee scooped Wiress up and carried her back stage.

"You got me out of this place once, and so now we're even." Beetee whispered in Wiress' ear. Wiress smiled. "Let's get out of here. We have our inventions waiting."

"Together." Wiress whispered smiling and kissing her fiance as he carried her to the train. "We'll go together."

A/N: another SAPPY ENDING! :D Thanks everyone for reading!