This is just a random little one-shot. I had a SUPER annoying romantic plot bunny following me around and I had to give in. This is what came out of it xD

It's a bit of Annie/Finnick fluff, just done because I couldn't get it out of my mind. Oh, Suzanne Colins, why did you murder my Finnick Odair? Why do you hate me so as to kill my adorable heartthrob? .

Yeah, I still haven't gotten over the fact that he dies. I still keep hoping that one day he'll pull himself out of the sewer and run over to Katniss and Peeta's house and be like "Hey guys, miss me?" But I know it'll never happen. What's done is done...

I DON'T OWN FINNICK ODAIR OR ANNIE CRESTA NOR DO I OWN THE HUNGER GAMES... (I wish I could own Fin, tho... xD)

My hands meet his, our fingers intertwining. I don't know what's happening. I don't know why I'm here; I'd not know why I lived. The world seems to spin around me, landing me on the ground and him along with me.

I don't understand any of it. The games, the water enveloping us all. The cold, bitter wind around me, chilling my wet body. These are memories. All but memories. None of its real. Or is it? How do I even know what is and isn't anymore? I don't even know if Finnick is real, if he's really here with me. Is this the same Finnick Odair I fell in love with? Is it the same man I knew all those years ago, cracked with the pressure the Capitol placed on his shoulders?

Or is he simply an impostor? An untrustworthy, lying, scheming man who's been placed here by the Capitol just to trick me. Just to make me fall for him again and, eventually, fall vulnerable to the Capitol itself.

"Annie," he whispers in my ear, cupping my cheek in his hand. "I love you."

I slap him hard across the face, taking the hem of my skirt in my hands and racing down the beach, the sun baked sand burning the soles of my feet.

"Annie!" he calls, racing up to me.

He's hunting me. Hunting me down. He'll catch me, I know of it. Just like they tried in the Arena. He's one of them; he's out for me too.

I feel his hands take my shoulders, holding me in his arms. My instincts tell me to run but my feet refuse to listen. They refuse to take me away from the strange man who grasps my shoulders in his warm, calloused hands.

"Annie," he whispers soothingly to me. "It's me, Finnick. I'm the same Finnick you held after the Games. I'm the same Finnick who brought you to the beach on Sundays and went flower picking with you. I'm the same Finnick you fell in love with. I'm the same Finnick that loved you. I love you, Annie."

"I," I croak. "I can't Finnick. I just... I just can't. Not now. I'm sorry."

"Then I'll wait," he whispers. "I'll wait for you. I'll wait until you're ready even if it takes my whole life. I want you, Annie. I always have. Don't let the Capitol change that. Don't let them change us."

He takes her wrists, pinning her up against the wall of the beach house.

"I love you, Annie. I love you so much."

Then he kisses her passionately, his hands reaching her hair, taking in her warmth.

Maybe he's not one of them.

Maybe he really is Finnick Odair. Maybe he really is the same man she fell in love with, the same one she managed to lure in. The same one who teased her as a child. The same Finnick Odair who pulled on her braids when they were teens. The same Finnick Odair who'd been taken from her at age fourteen.

Maybe she should set the Capitol aside and go with it.

Yeah, that's exactly what I'll do.

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