Finnick doesn't remember the exact moment it happened, but sometime between his return from his victory tour and now, he has spent most of his nights surfing with Mason Lockwood.

Tonight is no different, both of them meet in the middle of their houses, ready to take their minds off of their demons. Finnick feels his body brace for the run and cold water when a blood curdling scream stops them. Both men freeze with tension only a select few can understand; too many memories are connected with screams, too many deaths. Everyone has saw what the victors went through, heard the screams that plague the games, but only 71 feel the screams that echo off their souls.

The second scream sends both men into action, dropping their boards as they sprint to the source; Finnick slowly begins to realize it's Caroline's house they are running to. He picks up the pace, preparing for the worst, and overcomes Mason.

Finnick reaches the back door first, and breaks it down after realizing it's locked, he's halfway up the staircase when Mason finally reaches the house.

Finnick knows the layout like the back of his hand, he lives in an identical house on the other side of the cove, and finds Caroline's room with only his feet guiding him in the pale moonlight.

He flings the door open, the moonlight that peaks through the cracks in the curtains is his only source of light as he watches Caroline attack Bonnie with the intent to kill; he pauses momentarily, but Mason's voice shocks him back into action.

Finnick tries to restrain Caroline without hurting her, but it's futile, she's not here in this moment. He has no choice but to use his size to his advantage and throw her off to get to Bonnie. She lands on the ground with a thud as he pulls Bonnie away. The noise of her body hitting the ground makes his blood run cold.

Mason is at Caroline's side in an instant and restrains her as she thrashes around. Finnick can tell it hurts, as he drags Bonnie away from the scene. Finnick soon has his back slumped to the wall as he takes in the scene, his heart is pounding as he holds Bonnie, but it's not from the exertion.

"Go." Mason shouts.

Finnick wants to argue, but he knows it's for the best. He sends one last look over his shoulder, and finds Caroline slumped into Mason as her eyes focus on Bonnie. The last he sees of her are the tears that form in her eyes, a lone one makes a path down her cheek, the door begins to shut, which prevents him from seeing the tear fall. He pauses, thinking about what just happened, then the click of the door sends his body into action.

Finnick doesn't mentally pay attention as he guides Bonnie downstairs and into the kitchen, not letting go until she's settled at the island. Finnick goes through the motion of grabbing the first aide kit from the cabinet below the sink, and then slowly begins to treat the few scrapes and bruises littered around Bonnie's body from Caroline's attack.

Bonnie's hand encircling his wrist, as he wipes some blood from her face, brings him back to reality.

"Finnick," Her voice is shaky, and he realizes that she's probably never seen him without his Capitol Persona. And right now, Finnick is anything but calm, cool, and collected.

Finnick sighs as he leans away from her, "It's probably best if I take you home."

Bonnie shakes her head, "No, she wasn't herself, she won't do it agai-"

Finnick cuts her off, "She will." He bites out and Bonnie flinches.

He tones it down, "She won't want to, she will try her best not to, but she will lose control. When she sleeps her demons, the ones she's fighting against, fighting with everything she has, will surface and torment her. Next time we might not be around to help." He doesn't mention that she's killed before, the whole district has observed that.

Bonnie's eyes are wide with realization, "I can't leave her alone." her voice is weak, and from what little he has gathered, Bonnie is not weak.

"She won't be." Finnick assures.

He can see the question and understanding in her eyes, but she does not voice them, instead, "Can I at least say good bye?"

Finnick deflates before shaking his head fractionally, "She's not in the right mind. You can come back tomorrow, she will be fine by then."

Bonnie's inner strength has seemed to return, "I'm staying until I can see her." He's surprised by her, he would expect some to run after a loved one tried to kill them, but Bonnie Bennett not a quitter.

"It's going to be a while, why don't you get cleaned up. I'll check on her." Finnick says.

He doesn't wait for her answer before leaving, he takes the steps two at a time, eager to see if there's anything he can do.

Finnick looks through the door frame, every nerve itching to be there as he sees golden locks over the edge of the bed while Mason talks to Caroline. Mason's green eyes flicker from Caroline to Finnick, accompanied by a brief nod before returning back to Caroline. Finnick grabs some blankets before going back, knowing Bonnie's in for a long night if she plans on staying to see Caroline.

Bonnie settles on the couch, and Finnick sits on the edge of the seat that's perpendicular. They sit in silence for a moment, straining to hear what's going on upstairs.

Finnick is the first to rip through the tension, "Don't give up on her."

"I won't." Bonnie says, full of determination.

Finnick doesn't want her heading in blind, so he gives her the truth, "She's not going to get better, she's not going to be the same, she will forever be the way she is now. Time won't take away her pain, it will only build a tolerance to it and she will only recede further. Time will help her get better at controlling her emotions, she will build herself into this person she's not, but underneath it all, she will be who she is now.

Bonnie shakes her head side to side, "That may be other victors," Finnick doesn't react to the low dig, "but Caroline is strong, she will overcome this."

Finnick sighs, he doesn't argue further, knowing the girl in front of him is stubborn. "I'll fix the door, why don't you try to get some rest."

Finnick doesn't bother to wait for Bonnie's response; he walks out the door and heads to his house to grab some tools and put the surfboards away. On his way back he stops by Mason's house to inform Erin of what's going on. Erin seems weary, but she understands, better than most; Mason has had night terrors around her and almost succeeded in killing her once, if Tyler didn't stay that night, Finnick doesn't know what Mason would be today.

Finnick makes his way to Caroline's back door, he says a silent thank you when he finds Bonnie curled up on the couch sleeping. He doesn't have it in him to fight with the girl right now.

Finnick takes his time putting the door back together, needing to take his mind off of Caroline. The door takes 45 minutes to be functional, and Finnick manages to take away any sign of his violent entry, it looks as good as new.

It's one in the morning, but Finnick is awake as ever as he sits at Caroline's island, listening to the noises of the night.

Mason makes his way down, his brown hair disheveled, and green eyes haunted from the past Caroline drudged up.

Finnick perks up, looking at Mason intently, waiting for something, anything.

Mason leans his back against the island, looking out over the sea as Finnick looks at him intently. "She wants to die." Mason states.

Finnick expected that answer, but he stills feels his heart stop at the thought, Finnick swallows his emotion down, "That's to be expected, she did just try to kill her best freind."

There is a pause as Mason's eyes fixate on the horizon, before saying, "It took awhile to get it out of her, but she was dreaming about the games." Mason looks at Finnick before continuing, "She killed Stefan in her dream." It's no secret, Stefan was, and still is, one of the most important people in Caroline's life.

"What do we do now?" Finnick asks.

Mason sighs, "There's nothing we can do." He pauses before asking, "Is Bonnie gone?"

He shakes his head, "No, she insisted on staying until she got to see Caroline. She's currently sleeping on the couch." Finnick explains.

"Okay, I'm going home, can you handle this?" Mason asks.

'No' Finnick thinks, but there's not much Mason can do if he stays, "Yeah."

Mason nods and pats Finnick on the back before leaving.

Finnick's used to sleepless nights and it passes by quickly. He waits until the morning rays make their presence before going to Caroline, wanting to give her a warning before she faces Bonnie.

Much to his chagrin, he finds Caroline sitting on the edge of her freshly made bed facing the window with her golden locks over her shoulder as she brushes it.

"Caroline." His voice barley above a breath, but she jumps nonetheless.

She looks over her shoulder with wide blue eyes, that are filled with tears that have yet to fall. He was going to get mad at her for being awake, but instead he sighs as he steps through the frame, "I didn't mean to scare you."

Caroline gulps before nodding, her unusual quietness has him on edge. He sits next to her, "Why are you awake?"

She looks away, unable to meet his eyes, but he stares at her, waiting. "I can't sleep without seeing them."

Finnick nods, "When's the last time you got a full nights sleep."

"The train." Her answer is soft.

Anger floods his veins, she hasn't been sleeping for the past three nights, and no one has notice, he hasn't noticed. "You need to sleep." He failed to keep the bite out of his tone.

"I can't." She chokes out. She is sobbing silently, trying, but failing, to hold the tears in.

He doesn't know what to do, before she was so emotionless and now she has too much emotion. "Sunshine." He whispers, the nickname only throws her into further despair. He places his hand on her back, to offer some form of comfort, and she falls into his chest, sobbing.

Finnick freezes, physical affection or comfort isn't something he likes, associating it with the Capitol; Caroline doesn't seem to notice though, as she clenches fistfuls of his shirt. Finnick slowly wraps his arms around her and tucks her head under his chin, trying his best to hold together the girl who is falling apart. He doesn't say 'it's going to be okay', because he won't lie to her.

She stops crying, he suspects it's because she's all out of tears, but she doesn't pull away. Normally he would extract himself from contact as soon as possible, but he doesn't want to let her go, briefly reflecting on a time when Alaric said she was a hugger. Finnick sights, knowing this will have to be said, "Bonnie's down stairs."

He feels her whole body tense, and he slowly pulls himself away, wanting to look at her face so he knows what she's thinking. Caroline unclenches her fists, letting his shirt go, and retracts into herself. Finnick holds onto her elbows, wanting to bring her out of her shell, "She wants to make sure your okay."

Caroline says nothing, what can she say to make this better. "All you have to do is see her, and then I can take her home." Finnick says.

Caroline's eyes widen in panic, Finnick squeezes her elbows, "What's wrong?"

She doesn't say anything. "I don't want to hurt her." Caroline deflects.

"You will hurt her more by pushing her away, at the very least say your goodbyes." Finnick explains.

Caroline nods and pulls her arms away, "Is she awake?"

"I don't know." He answers.

He knows she wants to use that as an excuse to not see her, not that he blames her. To his surprise thought, Caroline says, "Let's go see."

Finnick follows her downstairs, having no idea what to prepare for.

Bonnie is awake, sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee. Her eyes light up when she sees Caroline, and she stands up, leaving the coffee on the table.

"I'm sorry." Caroline's apology is meek, but full of so much remorse.

Bonnie opens her arms for a hug, but Caroline steps back, bumping into Finnick in the process. Finnick steadies her before letting her go and taking a step back, wanting to give the girls a semblance of privacy, but not wanting to leave Caroline alone.

Caroline swallows, tensing before saying, "I think you should go."

Bonnie's eyes flicker to Finnick's, silently accusing him of this, but Caroline pulls her back. "I need some space to work through my demons. I don't want to hurt you again." Caroline says.

Bonnie nods in understanding, "Okay, do you still want me to come with you to visit Damon?"

Finnick is full of confusion as his head snaps to Caroline, her back is to him, but he focuses on the back of her head and an invisible shiver runs down her back.

"I think I will go alone." Caroline says.

Finnick doesn't pay attention to the girls as they exchange a few more words before Bonnie grabs her stuff and leaves. He stands there, trying to figure out what could happen if Caroline visits the family whose child left with her, but then came back in a box.

Caroline folds the blankets and leaves to wash them, her lack of presence brings him back. He's suppose to be taking care of her, not getting lost in thought.

Finnick sits are her kitchen table, staring out at the sea, when Caroline sits across from him. "You can go, you don't need to babysit me." she says.

Finnick looks at her, about ready to argue, but she changes the subject, "Why don't you go for a swim?" she gestures to his wet suit.

Finnick realizes he never got changed, still ready to surf in the cold waters. "I don't swim in this, it's more for surfing at night." is the only thing he can think to say.

"Why do you do it?" She asks.

"I can't sleep for long periods of time, most victors I've come across can't. Mason has the same trouble, and one night I stumbled across his nightly outings." He pauses to collect his thoughts, eyes focused on the sea, "It's an adrenaline rush like no other. The sea is one of the most powerful forces on Earth, easily taking and giving life in a moment. There's something about being close to death, that fills a man up with so much life."

His sea green eyes flicker to her profile, she is looking at the sea with a wistful smile adorning her face; it's small, but he takes it as a victory.

Finnick hesitates, knowing this could backfire and turn one of his peaceful pleasures into a work, but he goes through with his thought anyway, "Do you want to try it?"

Caroline's golden locks free themselves of her braid, one she must have done when he wasn't paying attention, as she shakes her head side to side. "I have to get ready."

Caroline stands, about to leave, when Finnick grabs her wrist, "Do you want me to come?" He doesn't want to intrude, he also doesn't want her to get hurt.

"I will be fine." She says, pulling her arm free.

Finnick notices she doesn't give him a 'yes' or 'no', so he stands after hearing the water turn on. He makes his way home, takes a quick shower, and puts on a nice pair of jeans, closed toed shoes, and a button up. He's back at Caroline's before she's even out of the shower.

Finnick decides to make Caroline a quick breakfast, realizing she hasn't eaten and neither has he.

He is eating at her table while reading the newspaper he picked up from his house when she comes back.

"What are you doing?" Caroline asks. He notices some of her attitude has returned, as she juts a hip out and crosses her arms.

Finnick looks up from his paper, "Eating." He states like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

It ruffles her even more and she snorts, "No, why are you still here? And dressed like that?" She gestures to his attire.

"I didn't realize I had to run my clothes by you, I've been dressing myself just fine before you came along." He retorts, enjoying Caroline's change in mood.

"Ugh" Caroline complains. "You are irritating."

"I've been told I'm charming." Finnick's response is immediate.

He watches as she closes her eyes, takes a few deep breaths, and then opens her baby blues, which happen to be staring daggers at him.

"You didn't say no." He points out, paper all but forgotten at this point.

"I didn't say yes." Caroline retorts, sitting across from him. She picks at the plate he set out in front of her, not really eating.

"Eat." He instructs. Caroline must still see him as an authority figure, as she starts eating without an eye roll or argument.

Once she's done, she says, "No."

"Too late, I'm already to go." Finnick stands, taking the plates and placing them in the sink.

Caroline doesn't argue, and for a moment he thinks he's won, but one look at her shows that she's to busy thinking about what's about to happen.

Finnick walks over to her, "Hey, nothing bad's going to happen."

Tears leak out, one by one, "They could say no. Damon could hate me, kill me if he wanted, he's more than capable."

Finnick remembers reading about Damon after Stefan became his responsibility. Damon could have won the games if Alaric didn't take the top spot from him, he had the physical and mental capabilities; Damon is a top notch fighter, and unlike his brother, he isn't known for remorse or forgiveness.

"You won't know if you don't try." Finnick says.

Caroline nods as she slowly stands..

"Let's go." Finnick's voice is soft and light as he guides her out of her house.

Finnick easily slips into his Capitol persona the moment they leave Victor's Village, walking with a grace of a predator and a sly smile full of promises the Capitol is paid to keep. Caroline on the other hand, is acting like a robot with wide blue eyes and a lowered head.

People's heads turn when the two victors make their way through town, Finnick is immune to this after years of dealing with it, but Caroline is really struggling with it, she's not used to being the center of attention, and when people talked about her before the games it was about what a good girl the head peacekeeper's daughter was. The hidden glances, the whispers, and the space everyone gives makes Caroline want to scream, instead she digs her nails into her palm.

Finnick notices Caroline's distress, but he can't do anything about it with everyone looking, it will just add to the drama that comes with being a victor. He picks up the pace, silently promising to take the long way home.

The walk was full of silence. Finnick breathes a sigh of relief when they walk to the part of town where the Salvatores live.

Walking up to the estate, Finnick feels out of place, he didn't grow up rich and had to fight for everything he had. The estate is on many acres, with multiple buildings, and private access to a beach.

Caroline buzzes in and says she has an appointment, constantly fidgeting with her fingers. Finnick is picking up on her nervous energy, he reaches out and steadies her hands, "Deep breath." Finnick says with his signature smirk.

Caroline nods as she looks through him, waiting for the gates to open.

Finnick lets go of Caroline's hands and hangs back a little, she is capable of doing this by herself, he's here for support.

A butler answers the door and leads them into a seating room with refreshments. Caroline sits on the edge of the couch, crossing one knee over the other and linking her hands over the top knee, her back is straight, and hair draped over one shoulder. She is the picture of a perfect lady, not like the ones that live in the Capitol but one from the past. Finnick fills the seat next to her, leaning back and getting comfortable, still acting the part he has had for six years.

Giuseppe and Zach Salvatore walk in after a few minutes, both men are very stoic. Finnick discovers that Stefan's hair, skin tone, and eyes are his father's fault.

Caroline leaps up, while Finnick takes a more leisurely pace.

"Finnick Odair." Finnick says, holding out a hand.

Zach smiles as he takes the offered hand, "Everyone in Panem knows your name."

"You brought pride to District 4." Giuseppe adds.

Caroline stays back as the guys exchange pleasantries, fiddling with the bracelet she's wearing. Her blue eyes are darting around the room, Finnick knows she's looking for Damon.

Giuseppe turns to Caroline, his lips are pressed firmly together and Caroline begins to squirm. Finnick realizes the woman he has come to known reverts to a little girl in front of Giuseppe.

Zach is more welcoming, he offers Caroline a small smile and gives her a brief, awkward hug; the pain of losing his nephew is incomprehensible.

"What brings you here?" Zach asks as they pull away, offering a seat in the same motion.

Caroline returns to her earlier position, with a rigid back, and Finnick takes the seat next to her. Zach sits across from them, but Giuseppe remains standing, giving Caroline a disproving look.

Caroline briefly glances at Finnick before returning her attention to Zach, "I want to say goodbye, Stefan's going to be laid in his final resting pla-" Caroline pauses, she struggles to breath for a moment before continuing, "Is it okay if I come to Stefan's funeral?"

Zach looks taken aback, whatever he was thinking this call would be, wasn't this. Zach's blue eyes briefly connect with Giuseppe, who gives him a small nod. Zach turns back to Caroline and gives her the warmest smile he can, given the situation, "Of course, your family."

Finnick watches as the world lifts off of her shoulders in that moment, a small smile of peace makes it's way across her face and her blue eyes fill with a few tears of happiness. If he knew this is what would have come of this interaction, he would have dragged her hear the moment they stepped foot in the Capitol.

"Thank you." Her voice is light, and her body sinks forward as she breaths for the first time since Stefan's last breath.

Finnick looks toward Giuseppe as Caroline focuses on Zach. The man who lost his son is looking at Caroline with a mixture of love and resentment. Giuseppe sighs, "Zach."

Zach looks at his brother before saying, "Finnick, let me show you the boat."

Caroline's eyes fill with panic as her head turns to him, she doesn't want him to go, that much is clear, but he doesn't have a reason not to. Finnick offers a smile before following Zach.

Zach waits until they're outside, with the door shut, before confessing, "Damon actually took the boat."

Finnick drops the act and lets his concern show in his eyes, "Why?"

"He is unlike Stefan, he doesn't forgive or forget." Zach sighs, "He loves Caroline, he truly does, but right now he hates her. There's this storm raging in him, and I don't know who he will be when it settles."

Finnick nods before closing his walls and starting to be his usual charming self. Zach doesn't seem to mind the change of topic, and easily slips into it as well.

Caroline walks out a few minutes later, looking shaken up, Finnick offers her a smile before turning back to Zach, "Thank you for having us, we should get going."

Zach nods, "Anytime." He then looks at Caroline, "I mean it Caroline."

Caroline nods, but she's not in the moment. Finnick nods at Zach before leading Caroline back into the house, once their out of sight he lets her take the lead since she knows the way out.

Finnick stays true to his internal word, and takes the long way back. He wants to ask her about her conversation with Giuseppe, but doesn't know how to go about it. He finds in ironic how he has always been in control, but then this girl comes into his life and turns it upside down.

"Thank you for coming." Caroline says at her door.

Finnick senses she wants her space, "Try and get some sleep."

She doesn't acknowledge him, just offers the smallest smile before closing her door. Finnick walks back to his house, enjoying the twilight air. He walks into his house and heads upstairs to his closet, where he finds Stefan's shirt wrapped around a journal. Finnick takes his dress shirt and shoes off before sitting on the edge of his bed.

He carefully unwraps the shirt, briefly thinking about his letter that's hidden between his mattress and box spring. He gently rips the five remaining letters out, and carefully folds them into thirds. He then walks out of his room into the barren hall, where he makes his way to his sparse office. Once there he takes out five envelopes and places the letters in each, careful not to harm the letters.

He changes into dark colors and fills a backpack with the precious cargo. He pulls his baseball cap down, covering his face as he rushes past people to the Bennett household. Finnick finds the house empty, much to his surprise, making his job easier. He slips into the house, and finds Bonnie's room without to much difficulty. Once in there he places the envelope on a pillow, knowing she will see it before going to bed.

The Salvatore Estate is his next stop. Finnick realizes how lucky he is to sneak in undetected, he also overhears that Alaric and Damon went out earlier for drinks, making his next stop easy. Giuseppe's bedroom was easier to find than Damon's, it's enormous and with a gigantic bed in the middle and a desk off to one side. Finnick places the letter on his desk, and leaves before anyone could stumble across him. Finding Damon's room is harder, each bedroom looks like the one before, and all lack personal belongings.

It takes Finnick twenty minutes to discover that Damon lives in the boarding house, that's on the edge of the estate, when he overhears a few servants gush about him.

Once there, Finnick finds Damon's room relatively easy. He places Stefan's journal in the middle of the bed, with the letter tucked into the book, he then folds Stefan's shirt and places it under the book for Damon to find. He hopes that this helps Damon with what he's going through, he knows from personal experience that losing a loved one is one of the hardest things to endure on this planet.

Finnick leaves the Salvatore estate as quickly as he can without being discovered, the place is full of family, but everyone is so isolated from one another.

Getting into Alaric's house was the easiest, most of the Victors leave their door unlocked, no longer afraid of anything after the games. Finnick places the letter on Alaric's bedside table, underneath a glass of water, knowing Alaric will return home drunk.

He tries a different approach with Caroline, he knocks on her front door. It's well past midnight, but he knows she hasn't been sleeping. Finnick begins to get worried when there's no answer, so he slips around back and opens the door, knowing where she keeps her spare key because she's an open book.

Finnick runs up to her room, and finds her asleep, much to his surprise. But she's murmuring and tangled in the sheets, meaning this is anything but restful. He can't make out what she says, but her body freezes and she looks at him with bleary eyes, "Please don't leave."

He doesn't know if she's lucid enough to realize it's him, so Finnick says, "Caroline-."

"Please don't leave me." Her voice is small as she begs.

Finnick enters the room and sits on the ground, next to her bed. She gets as close as she can without falling off, she reaches out a hand and rests it on his shoulder. She's out like a light moments later, but Finnick waits until her breathing deepens before getting up. He places her hand by her side and puts her letter on the pillow beside her.

"Good night Caroline." He whispers before leaving, hoping she doesn't wake in a panic.

Finnick skips out on surfing tonight, and by the looks of it, so has Mason. He walks barefoot back to his house, hoping tomorrow will be better than today.

Finnick strips down to his boxers before going to bed. Finnick reaches under his mattress, feeling around for the paper before bringing it up. He gently unfolds Stefan's letter, wondering why he wrote one to him.

Dear Finnick,

Don't blame yourself. We all saw what happened after Annie, I don't know your history with her, but you weren't responsible for her death, and your not responsible for mine. My death was no one's fault but my own; I volunteered. My death was a choice, it was the only choice I could make to save my sister. I die with no regrets.

I also wanted to thank you. You fought for Caroline when no one else did, she didn't even fight for herself; you gave her the best shot she had. She means the world to me, and I will fight until my dying breath to make sure she gets out alive. I'm going to ask you a huge favor, please look out for her. Caroline's stubborn and insecure, she will say she won't need it, she will push you away, but it's all a cry for help. I know I don't need to ask this, I can see how much you care for her, but it will get hard when she pushes you away. She cares, too much in most situations, it's one of her biggest flaws as well as perfections. Let her care for you, it will help her as much as it will help you.

Thank you for everything, Finnick.

Stefan Salvatore.

A/N I feel as if this was very choppy, I hope it's not though. Please let me know what you think.

I know Caroline is very depressed right now, and boring, but give her time, she will become more interesting, especially when the 72nd Hunger Games rolls around.

I find Finnick hard to write, I'm trying to show his caring side as well as what he shows the world. Please let me how I can improve.

It's late, I have a huge test tomorrow, so this may be riddled with mistakes. Please let me know if there are any, and I will go back and fix them.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed.

Until next time!

Mama's Stories: Thank you for taking the time to read my story, and review! I really appreciate it. I hope this chapter answers your questions, if you have any more please let me know! I'm trying to draw some parallels between The Vampire Diaries and The Hunger Games, with Caroline's relationship with her mother. On the show, after Caroline became a vampire, Liz initially rejected her, that's why Liz is being harsh in this story. I hope I can build their relationship up to what it was on the show. Bonnie will not be living with Caroline, I'm trying to create and show the rift between them. Bonnie cannot understand Caroline right now, she didn't experience what Caroline did. They will grow apart, and that's all I'm saying for now :) I hope you enjoyed!

Loveklaroline: Thank you for your kind review :) I hope I didn't go overboard with Finnick and his feelings for Caroline in this, I just think he would feel responsible and would want to help. Bonnie is a great freind, on the show she died like 5 times to save them, and in this (she won't die) she will show some of the same qualities: loyalty, selflessness, kindness, strength. Caroline and her mother will have a rocky relationship, just like on the show, but I hope to make them as close as they were on the show. Damon is avoiding Caroline like the plague, but he will be forced to see her at Stefan's funeral (I can't wait for you to read that). Petite means small in English, usually associated with a person's frame. I must sound ignorant, but I did not know it was French. Thank you so much for your support, I hope this chapter didn't disappoint. I plan on having the next chapter up sooner than this one, but I make no promises. Enjoy the rest of your year!. Until next time!