Hey everyone! Thanks for reading this far. Sorry. I haven't updated in a while. Make sure you review because I love them! So we are in the Capitol now! Yay! Who is the first person Finnick will see? Read and find out:)

Chapter three: to the Capitol

Finnick rode the train mostly in silence. The only person he would talk to was Mags, and even with her he was distant. He was only thinking of Annie.

On the second day they arrived in the Capitol. He stood from his bed and went over to the window. He could see the beautiful mountains surrounding the city and thought that maybe the city wasn't so ugly after all. Maybe it was just the people. There was a knock on the door a moment later. He walked over and opened it to see an attendant standing awkwardly holding a letter. She was maybe a foot shorter then him and with a ghastly green wig on and an ugly red jump suit that all the workers on the train had to wear. She stood looking at him and then averted her eyes, blushing profusely. He wondered why she was blushing so much until he looked down and realized he was only standing in his boxers.

"A message for you from the president." she said sheepishly, still trying to avert her eyes.

" How did you get this?" Finnick asked, "We haven't even left the train yet."

"I had strict orders sir, to give this to you before you got off the train but when we were in the Capitol." she replied, and with that she turned and walked swiftly away, but not before she took one more good look at his muscular frame.

He shut the door and plopped back down on his bed. Opening the letter, he found two slips of paper. One was addressed from Plutarch Heavensbee, the other from president Cornelius Snow. He put the paper from Plutarch into his pocket and opened the letter from president Snow. It read:

So sorry to hear that you have been reaped. That's just how things work, never know what's going to happen, especially at reapings, it is a shame though. You are my best worker. But while your here better put you to good use. Mrs. Sapphire Pilopes is suppose to be expecting you tonight at 8:30 sharp. It is in you and your little friends best interest that you attend this "meeting" and keep her entertained. You know which friend I am talking about right. I wonder how she is coping in your absence. Shame she lost her mind like that. It is a good thing that your friend Mags volunteered for her; I don't think she could handle an experience like the arena again. Don't worry, I'll take good care of her.

Cornelius Snow

Finnicks heart sank into his stomach as he read the letter over again in his head. Snow knew exactly what was going to happen at the reaping. He knew he and Annie both were going to get chosen. He also knew some how Mags was going to volunteer. And now that Annie wasn't going to be here with him he couldn't protect her.

"How could I be so stupid!" he shouted as he crumpled the letter and threw it across the room. He slammed his fist into the wall as Mags opened the door and stepped inside.

Mags quietly walked over and picked up the crumpled up piece of paper and read it as Finnick flopped onto his bed and buried his face in the pillow. He didn't want to show Mags how frustrated he was, even though he knew she could already tell by the performance he made at her entrance.
Mags leaned over and tapped Finnick's shoulder. He looked up at her and saw a pained expression on her face and worry in her eyes.

"Mags. She is going to be okay, right? He wouldn't hurt her would he? She's never done anything wrong!" he exclaimed and threw his head back into the bed. He knew the answers to the questions he had just asked. The truth was, Snow would hurt her. She was not going to be okay unless Finnick did whatever the president wanted him to. He was a slave and he could do nothing about it.

"Sh," Mags hushed to him as she stroked his head, " She will be just fine, Finnick. Don't worry about her, she is probably safe at home right now worrying about you like always. Now get up. We need to get our butts off this train before they come and 'escort' us out of here." With that Mags grabbed Finnick by the arm and hauled him up to his feet. Of course he more or less stood up himself because Mags was not strong enough to lift his huge body. He gathered his things and walked out the door of his room with Mags.
They made their way down the hall to the exit door to be greeted by Laurina.

"Good morning!" Laurina chirped as Finnick and Mags came into sight.

"Good morning." Finnick said back in a less enthusiastic tone. Mags just nodded to Laurina as she couldn't really speak very well; not since her stroke. It seemed as if only Finnick and Annie understood her mumbling these days.

They walked off the train together and made there way to a fancy car with blacked out windows. For this, Finnick was grateful. He didn't want the Capitol woman to be noticing him anymore then they already were. If they saw him in a car they would probably lay down in front of it just so they could stop it for him to talk to them.

A few minutes later they arrived at the training center. He looked up at the building and remembered the first time he saw it. As a young fourteen year old boy who didn't have a clue what he was getting himself into. Now he is a twenty-four year old man who has seen this building one to many times.
They went in the front door that lead to the main lobby. As soon as he walked in he saw a familiar face and sighed with relief; Johanna Mason was standing at the elevators.

"Jo!" he exclaimed, trying to get her attention. She turned her head and caught sight of him.

"Finn!" she shouted back, as he made his way with Mags over to her. "Thank god you are here. I was about to kill Chaff a minute ago, I swear, if he makes one more comment about my ass I will rip..."

"Nice to see you too Johanna. You haven't changed a bit." Finnick laughed as he lead them into the elevator carrying his and Mags's bags.

"Hello Mags." Johanna said, turning to the old woman who was quietly humming to herself as the reunion between the two friends went on.

Mags nodded in a greeting manner and mumbled something that Johanna couldn't quite catch.

"What did she say?" she asked, turning to Finnick for a translation.

"She says you look well." he replied.

"Oh, thank you. You look great to Mags, just stunning." Johanna said, giving Mags a big smile. Mags smiled back her toothless grin.

"Hows Annie?" Johanna asked turning to Finnick. Annie was a very good friend of Johanna's, just like Finnick was.

"She's shaken up about the whole victors in the games thing. It didn't help her that she was called and now I'm in the games. I just hope she doesn't watch." Finnick says truthfully. He didn't want Annie watching the games because he didn't want her to see him in the arena and have a break down.

"I'm sorry you can't be with her. I know how much she means to you." johanna said.

"Thanks." he replied. Just then the bell dinged that meant that they had reached the floor for district four.

"This is us." Finnick said, turning to Johanna. "Jo I will catch up with you later. We can talk then, I really have something I need to talk to you about." he said, implying that it was not safe to talk where they were.

"Alright, I'll see you both in training tomorrow. See ya." she said, and with that, Finnick and Mags stepped out of the elevator and turned in time to wave one last good bye to Johanna.

Finnick brought Mags's bags to her room and then made his way to his. He laid his head down on the soft down pillows but he couldn't sleep. He opened the piece of paper addressed to him by Plutarch and read it. His mouth hung agape as he read the letter over and over again and again as if the words were going to change each time he read it. But they didn't. And now he knew that he had to talk to Johanna about one more thing. This letter changes everything.

What was in the letter? You will just have to wait and see! Please review, even if it is just a smiley face or a weird word. It means a lot to me when you review!