A/N: As some of you may notice, I have rewritten this story, for I am not getting very many views, and I realize that the original story was superficial and crappy. So... here's the first one-shot! I hope you enjoy it!

Warning: *Spoiler for Catching Fire and Mockingjay.*

Disclaimer: I do not own the Hunger Games series.

Everyone knows there is something off with Annie. You can tell by the way her head turns frantically from side to side, showing her wild green eyes. You can tell by the way her hair is askew. You can tell by the way she covers her ears and whispers to herself. You can tell when she breaks down and can't take it anymore. That's where Finnick comes in.

Finnick mentored Annie, taught her how to swim, and showed her how to survive. Most importantly, he taught her how to love. He held her tightly until the moment the Peacekeepers ripped her out of his arms, and he mourned her absence the second her fingertips were torn from his, yet he stayed strong for her. He helped her when she was in the arena, starving, hurting, and terrified. He got her sponsors, and he got her home.

Some days it seemed like they were still in Four, watching Katniss through their television, striving to get home. Sometimes it was like she was still by the ocean with Finnick, sticking her toes into the salty tide. Sometimes she could still see him struggling to tie knots to finish the net he promised to make her, and she laughs about the memory of it sometimes while in the middle of a crowd. People look at her weird, but she doesn't notice; she's too deep in her thoughts to remember people are around her.

She has her episodes, sometimes more often than not. She'll rock back and forth and start whispering things to herself with a clouded expression on her face. People ask her what's wrong, and they try to get her to stop. They try to take her to see a doctor or a counselor, but they realize now that they can't snap her out of it. They just have to leave her alone until she comes back to the real world, unless, of course, Finnick is around. If he isn't there, they know they have to find him. They didn't know that before, but they do now.

A/N: So? How was it? Let me know. Review!