Here it is! The last part of the trilogy! I hope you enjoy this. I have a lot of great things planned for this story. :)

p.s. wasn't really clear at the end of the last story but Enobaria didn't make it out of the arena alive. Just thought you should know so you aren't wondering where she is!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hunger Games or any of its characters.


Chapter 1

Katniss woke again from a drug-induced sleep. This had been happening a lot lately. She guessed it was her fault really. She was the one who would thrash around, trying to hurt her nurses and visitors as she had flashbacks of the Quarter Quell. She looked down on her bracelet, looking for clues as to why they were even holding her in the hospital wing. The letters PTSD were typed onto the paper beneath the plastic wristband. She wasn't sure what they meant but she knew it wasn't good. She wanted to escape to her home, District 12; her home that no longer existed. She wanted to run into the clearing in the woods to find Gale waiting for her. She knew that could no longer be. The Capitol had him now. She still was not coping well with that.

A few days after Haymitch broke the news to her that Gale was not with them, he had to tell Finnick that his girlfriend, Annie Cresta, had also been taken captive. Katniss could still remember the way he screamed her name as she saw his silhouette jerk around as the nurses tried to restrain him behind the curtain that separated them. She really felt for him, seeing as he was going through the same thing she was. She hadn't talked to him about it yet. He had been carefully watched for the first two days to make sure he wouldn't do anything to himself. She hadn't visited him because she didn't feel like talking to him with other people around. She also knew that she still had to apologize to him for what she helped do to him in the Arena.

It was the middle of the night now. The only sounds in the room were the sound of machines clicking and beeping. The near silence was broken when she heard Finnick scream out Annie's name in his sleep. He must have been having another nightmare. Katniss crawled out of bed and rolled her IV stand with her to his side of the curtain that separated him. She scampered to his bedside and shook him until his eyes were opened.

"Finnick, it was just a bad dream." she said smoothing his hair, which was now beaded with sweat.

"President Snow…he killed her right in front of me." he said through his tears.

"It wasn't real though."

"It is real Katniss. He's hurting her and it's all my fault." he said. Katniss walked around to the other side of the bed before climbing in next to him. She laid down on her side, facing him.

"It will all work out, Finnick. They are planning to rescue them soon. You'll get your Annie back."

"That doesn't make it any less painful Katniss."

"I know that it's hard but all we can do is hope for the best." she told him. She wasn't even sure if she believed the words coming out of her mouth but she had to do something to help him. He saw him nod his head although his hopeless expression remained. She slowly sat up, about to return to her bed. She felt his hand rest on her side as he asked her to stay with him for the night. She didn't have the heart to turn him down. She laid back down facing towards him as she felt his arm wrap around her waist. She wasn't sure why he had done this. It made her think back to that frigid night they had slept close to one another during the Quell. It comforted her having someone so close to her, letting her know that she wasn't alone. She cuddled closer to him, resting her cheek on his chest as she let the sound of his heartbeat lull her to sleep.

When Katniss woke up, she didn't open her eyes. She knew where she was. She was in Finnick Odair's hospital bed, enveloped in his arms. She pretended he was Gale, as wrong as that sounded. She figured it was ok since he was probably pretending she was someone else as well. They were each other's crutch, keeping the other from crashing down. She felt one of his hands slide up her back. He then stroked her hair, starting at her crown and moved his way to the ends. She held onto him firmly and let out a content sigh. Minutes later, she opened her eyes, and looked up at him. His eyes were puffy and red from all the crying. Her eyes most likely resembled his, maybe even to a worse extent. The skin underneath felt raw from wiping them away with her sleeve.

"Finnick, I'm sorry about what happened in the arena." she said, finally apologizing.

"It's ok. You were just trying to keep him safe. I understand that."

"Finnick, how did you and Annie meet?" she asked, abruptly changing the subject.

"I was her mentor for her Games…5 years ago."

"You didn't know her before then?"

"No. I didn't even know she existed until the Reaping." he told her.

"Then how did the two of you get together?" Katniss asked. She thought it highly unlikely that it happened after she lost her mind.

"The first night in the Capitol she went missing after the Opening Ceremonies. No one could find her. I thought of the roof so I went up there and I found her crying in a dark corner. I sat down next her, and tried to calm her down. When she looked up at me, she had this tragically beautiful expression on her face. It was at that moment that I knew I wanted her."

"Did anything happen before the Games started?" Katniss asked him. She saw him nodded his head as he gave her a sly smile. "Isn't that against the rules?"

"You know I'm not one for rules, Katniss."

"So after the Games...what happened?"

"You know what happened. Everyone knows what happened. She went mad after she saw her partner get decapitated."

"No I mean with you."

"I stayed with her. It wasn't easy in the beginning, but I knew I couldn't give up on the girl I loved." he said.

"I never thought you'd be like that." Katniss admitted.

"There's a lot you don't know about me, Katniss."

"Like what?" she asked.

"I'll get to that later. What about Gale and you? I know you fell in love in the arena but how did the two of you start out?" he asked.

She recounted the whole story for him, about how both of their father had died in the same mining accident and how they had to start hunting outside of District 12 to survive. She told him how Gale found her looking at one of his snares, thinking she was a thief. They started hunting together and their friendship developed from there. She was interrupted by the sound of Haymitch clearing his throat. How did he even get there without her detecting him? Her hunter's sense must have been off. Maybe it was the drugs. When her eyes locked with his, he raised his eyebrow at her suggestively.

'He can't honestly think there is something going on between the two of us, could he?' she thought. "What do you want?" she spat at him. She was still bitter at the fact that he thought that Gale was disposable and didn't try hard enough to save him.

"Coin wants to see you." he replied. Katniss' eyes widened. She wasn't ready to go see the leader of District 13. She knew what Coin wanted. She wanted Katniss to lead the rebellion, something she was not ready to face. She was still in mourning, couldn't she have a little more time to grieve her loss of District 12 and Gale. She climbed out Finnick's hospital bed, her feet hitting the cold floor.

"You too, Odair." Haymitch said. As soon as Finnick's feet touched the ground, Haymitch started walking.

"Can't we change first?" she asked.

"Nope, no time." Haymitch said without further comment. She nervously made her way down the hall, feeling ridiculous because she was still in her hospital gown. This only made her look even more unstable and she couldn't help but notice some of the looks she received from people in passing.

'This better be important.' she thought as she trudged toward the end of the hall.


Oh no, the Capitol has Annie Cresta! Any predictions?

Also, what do you think of the story so far?

Sorry it was kind of short! Chapter 2 will be longer, I promise!