Eventhough Disclaimers are annoying, imma annoy you anyway.
All characters belong to Suzanne Collins, if id writen it, Clato wouldve won.

Cato's child.
Cato sat in his chair on his front porch of the Victors Village house.
The house he'd promised Clover they'd live in together.
Until she died.
He held the little baby girl close to him, and he saw her eyes in his daughters face.
She even had the same name, AnaLya Clove Bryans.
That was his way of saying thank you, saying sorry for not saving her.
And it was his way of keeping her with him.
Forever.

He'd hated the baby at first.
After all, her mother had never returned home to her.
But he saw her eyes in the baby's face, andin those eyes, Clove's whole personality.
How Ana refused to cry, how she always seemed to frown.
Then her hair started to come through.
First it had seemed blonde, which reminded him of Glimmer.
Then it had turned the ink black that Clove's hair had been.
He also knew it was wrong to force their only daughter into becoming exactly like Clove.
But he'd lost her only five years ago,4 months after AnaLya was born.
He was now twenty-four. Clove would've been twenty-two, nearly twenty-three.
She shouldve been sitting next to him, calling him 'fatass' and laughing.
He'd have whole conversations with her, asking her for advice on what to do with Ana,
on what tell her, on how to life without her in general.
Clove would always give him great advice, advice shed given him before and that he'd replay in his mind over and over again, listening to the sweetness of her voice.

When AnaLya turned twelve, she entered her first Reaping.
She wasnt picked, but she wore her mothers first Reaping dress.
Her hair was in a ponytail, as Clove would always wear it.
It was then that she started to ask about Clove.
One night, Cato sat down beside their daughter and looked at her.
"Clove was... Is... my everything. She was Reaped for the Seventy-Fourth games, and i volunteered to go with her. Everything went fine, until we got to the Feast. She was stubborn - always was, the crazy clover - and she got herself in trouble.
I was chasing another Tribute at the time, The girl from 5, but i turned around as soon as i heard her."
"Then what happened Daddy?"Ana asked, her clear blue eyes filled with tears.
Her eyes, the only thing she'd gotten from him.
The only proof that he really was her dad, really was Clove's boyfriend.
"The boy from Eleven got to her first. Her head was slammed in with a rock, but hewas already gone. I stayed with her until her canon went, and she made me promise to protect you with my life."
He'd said everything deadly calm, staring at the wall, hearing and seeing Clove in his mind.
"Am i like her?"His daughter asked.
"Yes. Exactly. The only thing you have from me, is your eyes. You have her hair, her build, her personality..."
"Well, ill make you proud. I'll make her proud. I promise."

Four years later, Cato's only daughter volunteers for the hunger Games.
When he watches her die, because district 1 and her are the only two left, she writes one line in the sand.
'Now you can be with mommy, dad.'
She finally realised that she was the only thing that kept him from dying himself.
And now she was gone... Cato could finally go back to his only love.

Thanks for reading, leave a review if you liked it! If you review Ana will murder another bloodbath kid for her mommy! (God thats sorta disturbing.. 0.o) Have a nice day and buhbyee!