I'm holding tissues for anyone that needs it. :'(

Looking back as the mutts approached, Finnick only had one thing on his mind. He wasn't worried about the lizards- he could handle those easily. Instead, he focused on something further away, something better. His Annie, his delicate little Annie, was starting to come back to him. She didn't drift off

like before, and her eyes lost the dreamy quality they'd had for so long. She no longer cut herself off from him at odd points, and her eyes no longer grew wide at unseen horrors. She was finally coming back to him. Maybe it was the safety of 13. Maybe it was the baby she was expecting. Either way, Finnick couldn't have been happier as he set off down the sewers with the Star Squad. The mission was nearly over. He'd be home soon, back to Annie, and he couldn't wait.