A/N: Hey guys! I really hope you are liking this because it's my baby. As the chapters progress you'll find out the past of Sawyer and Haymitch because it's no fun having the past in the first couple chapters! I forgot to tag some things but this is a Haymitch/OC and it has hints of Finnick/OC (Seattle) Which I haven't gone into detail yet about her but i will around chapter four so don't think she is a random person hanging around! Happy readings! 3


Haymitch

Katniss and Peeta looked at me as I slipped on a jacket. I sighed when their eyes kept following me. "What?" I questioned as I fixed my tie.

"Open your mouth." Katniss demanded as she stood in front of me, her arms crossed. I did as she told me. "Okay now blow." I rolled my eyes and blew hot air on her face. "He's sober." She said turning to her onscreen lover.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, I'm sober. I have to go talk to tributes about being allies." I snapped glaring at them.

"I think Haymitch has a little crush on someone." Peeta said smiling as Katniss held in her laughter.

"No," I said raising my voice. "I'm simply making sure you stay alive." I snapped as I walked out of the room. As I got closer to the door my hand started to shake. What if she hates me? Or slaps me? I'd deserve it but… I stopped talking to myself in my head when Mags opened the door, jumping in surprise. "Hello Mags, is Sawyer here right now?"

Mags shook her head. "She's training." Mags said shaking her head, her voice a soft murmur.

I smiled politely at her. "Thank you, have a good night." I said as I gave a slight bow before heading to the training arena.

"Haymitch," Mags murmured from behind. "Don't break her heart again."

My lips tugged into a frown as I nodded before heading down. I watched as she helped Finnick train, her hair moving with the rest of her body like a wall clock as she dodged Finnick's triton. I tensed as I saw her hit the floor, Finnick hovering her, a smirk on his face. I took that as my queue to talk to her.

Sawyer

I looked up at the hand expecting Finnick to be holding out his but my eyes met the pair of eyes that ended up haunting my every dream. "Haymitch," I said as I took his hand, holding my breath as he pulled me up, holding me closer than I'd like. "What are you doing here?" I questioned

"I need to talk to you," He started before he stepped up. "Can we go somewhere more private?"

I nodded as I lead him through the hall leading to my room, I let him enter first before entering and shutting the door, jumping when he was right behind me, locking the door. "Wh-What did you need to talk about?"

"I'm starting a rebellion and I need your help." Haymitch said.

My heart stopped, a million thoughts going through my head. What would happen? Who else is involved? Is he drunk? I jumped when I felt Haymitch's hand graze my arm. "I can't."

"You can." Haymitch said as his grey eyes met mine, his hands on my cheeks. "You can, Katniss is the Mockingjay and this is the end of the Capitol." He spoke, his eyes telling me what he really meant.

"What do I need to do?" I asked looking at him, wanting to do this.

"Our tributes will be allies; I already have some allies with some of the other tributes. Johanna from 7 and Katniss wants Wiress and Beetee and she already wants Mags so all you have to do is fill them in." Haymitch said taking his hands away from my face. "During the games, we'll go in and take them."

"How the fuck are we going to do that?" I hissed. "The Capitol controls this little game of theirs."

"Because," Haymitch sighed. "Plutarch is helping start this."

I looked at his tired eyes before nodding. "Alright." I said nodding, smiling when he took me in his arms, hugging me. I buried my face in his neck, smelling the alcohol and a hint of the coal mines from district 12 on his skin. "H-Haymitch." I mutter, my voice soft.

"What is it?" he questioned as he pulled away. "What's wrong?"

"I don't want you to die." I whispered, pressing my lips to his, moaning when he kiss me back. I pulled him closer, missing the feeling of his lips. It's been years since I've felt them on mine. "I've missed you." I whispered against his lips, kissing him again.

"I thought you hated me, that's why I stayed away." He spoke softly as he leaned be against the door, his hands brushing my hips.

"I-" I stopped, shaking my head, jumping when my door was banged on. "You should probably go."

Haymitch pressed his lips in a tight line. "Can I see you later?" Haymitch asked as he pushed my hair behind my ear.

"I'll think about it." I said before opening the door to district fours lovers, rolling my eyes at them before turning to Haymitch. "I'll show you to the door." I said glaring at Finnick and Seattle as I lead Haymitch to the door, giving him a small smile before he walked away. I shut the door and turned my attention to the four people who were watching me closely.

"So," Finnick started "What's the deal between you and Seam boy?"

"Don't call him that." I stated "That's an order. Or you will die in there."

Finnick held up his hands before going to the sitting room. "You know, we're going to find out eventually so why don't you just tell us what happened between you two?" Finnick asked, his girlfriend Seattle nodding in agreement with him.

"How about this? You two listen to me and after the games I'll tell you." I said rolling my eyes as I started on the districts tributes, going through them one by one.

"I have a question." Seattle asked looking at me.

I sighed. "If this is about Haymitch-"

"It's not." Seattle said shaking her head.

"Okay then what is it?" I asked sitting down

"You said you would tell us after the games but what if…Finnick doesn't make it.." Seattle asked shrugging when her boyfriend gave her a look.

"Finnick is going to make it." I spoke silently. "We're starting a rebellion; we're getting you out of the arena." I said looking to Mags and Finnick as Mags and Annie looked shocked at me while Finnick and Seattle raised their hands. "What?"

"Who is we?" Finnick asked

"Haymitch," I said glaring at Finnick when he snorted. "Plutarch, Johanna and both district three tributes. Katniss and Peeta do not know so don't open your mouth, Finnick." I said looking at the golden boy.

"So we're allies?" Mags said pointing as Katniss and Peeta came on the large screen.

"Yes, we're allies." I said nodding.

I wrapped my arms to keep me warm as I walked on the roof, stopping as I saw Haymitch sitting beside two lite candles. I gave him a smile as he patted the seat next to him. "Hi."

He smiled at me before draping his coat over my shoulders. "You look gorgeous." He spoke silently as he looked over, grasping my hand.

"Don't do this." I pleaded pulling away. "We can't do this again."

Haymitch nodded. "Have you talked to your group?" He questioned.

"Yes, they said they'll do it." I nodded. "I told Finnick and Mags that Katniss and Peeta don't know about…" I trailed off, not knowing if Snow was watching us.

Haymitch nodded. "Do you want to dance?" he asked me as he stood up, setting his bottle of liquor down.

I smiled as I took his hand. "I'd love to."

Katniss

Peeta looked at me as we watched how Sawyer won her games. "She's…deadly." Peeta said looking at the net covered in fishhooks as a tribute bled out.

I nodded watching as she looked up at the sky, smiling as she laid down, passing out as they announced her the victor. "This doesn't explain how her and Haymitch…" I trailed off.

"Do you think Effie knows?" Peeta asked as we looked at Effie as she talked to our stylists.

"I don't know." I said shrugging.

We both turned through the door as Haymitch stumbled in. "What?" He questioned before throwing up in the plant next to the door before passing out on the floor while Effie yelled at him.

"Let's get him to bed." I sighed as Peeta helped me get him to his room.

Sawyer

The tributes were on their last day of training and all of the mentors were talking to soon-to-be sponsors, the worst part of being the mentor.

"What are you thinking about?"

I jumped as I looked at Haymitch. "Nothing." I said shaking my head.

"You are always thinking of something," He stated smiling at me as his arm wrapped around my waist, his lips grazing my cheek. "Tell me what's on your mind, you used to tell me everything when-"

"When what, Haymitch?" I questioned as he stopped, his arm dropping. I followed his gaze as Snow smiled at us, tipping his glass to us with a cynical smile on his wrinkled face. I looked at Haymitch as he tightened his grip on the railing, I grabbed his arm and turned him into me, kissing him like we were alone.

Haymitch smirked when he saw Snow's shocked face; he knew I did it to show him I wasn't scared of him. "I missed that." He said smiling as his tongue traced his bottom lip.

"When what?" I questioned again.

"When we were still in love, Sawyer. That's what." Haymitch whispered looking at me with hurt eyes.

"We had no choice." I said looking at him.

"We have a choice now." He said, his eyes boring into mine.

"No, it's over. You hurt me once I can't do it again." I said before walking away and heading to my suite. I shut the door and covered my face in my hands as I sobbed, I jumped when my door flew open when I turned around I was stuck in the face, falling to the ground as I swung back, screaming as I was stabbed with something before passing out.