Empty eyes by the sea
Chapter 1
Finnick is dead.
That's all she can think about. She looks down at er stomach, her big stomach. She's only weeks away from giving birth to her son. To Finnicks son. But Finnick is dead. That's what they told her, the District 13 workers, who came to see her. She doesn't know how long it's been since they left. She's been crying ever since. She looks at the picture of him. The handsome, smiling face, who loved to hold her, and tell her how much he loved her.
She hears a knock on the door and looks up. A young woman, probably just a few years older than herself, walks in. ''Mrs. Odair? It's been two days, and as far as we know, you haven't had anything to eat. The baby... it needs nutrition.'' the woman says, in a careful tone.
Annie looks up at her. ''Not hungry.''
''Mrs. Odair, you need to eat. The baby need you to eat.''
Annie looks away. She doesn't want to eat, not without Finnick there. The woman sits down next to her.
''Listen... Annie? That's your name right?''
Annie nods.
''I understand that you're upset, because of your husband. But you need to eat. I didn't know your husband, but I'm pretty sure he wouldn't want you to stop eating, especially not when you're pregnant. So please, come with me to the dining-hall.'' the woman says, in her calm and plesant voice.
A few, long minutes passes. Eventually Annie looks at her and slowly nods her head, before getting up. Suddenly, she has decided to raise the baby. Because the woman is right. Finnick would have wanted her to. So she follows the woman out of the room, down a few halls and into the dining-hall.
Just as she is about to sit down, she hears screams. Not terrefying screams for help, but like two people in a hurry. Then she hears moans, becoming louder and louder. At first she can't hear any specific words, but as the sound becomes louder she can hear her name. «Annie» is being whispered over and over again.
Finnick! It's Finnick! Finnick is alive!
She runs up the staircase to the medic-department, as fast as she can with her big stomach, anyway.
Nothing. No Finnick. He's not here. Not here, not saying her name. Why should he be? He's dead. Finnick is dead. But she heard him! She could swear that it was him!
She starts crying. Crying and screaming. Then she hears it again. A bit louder than last time, and more like a question.
She stops crying. ''Finnick?''
''Annie!'' a male voice screams. Finnicks male voice.
''Finnick!'' she screams over and over, while running towards the voice. His voice! Eventually she finds the room he's in.
He looks like he's been beaten and... bitten. Too much bitten. He has bitemarks and bruises all over his body. But she doesn't care, she just runs over to him, pushing doctors and nurses away, and stops right next to his bed.
''Finnick!'' she half screams, half cries out, and leans over him to give him a kiss, forgetting what condition he's in. She presses her lips against his bloody lips. And suddenly she thinks clearly.
''What happened?'' she whispers.
''I...'' he tries to answer, but his breathing is to short.
She cups his cheek in her hand for a few seconds before she steps away, letting the doctors and nurses rush back to him.
He's alive. She doesn't know how he survived, because she was told he fell to the mutts. But Finnick is alive.