Disclaimer: Unfortunately, my name isn't Suzanne Collins and I do not own anything.


"FINNICK!" Annie screeched before throwing herself into my arms. I wrapped my arms tightly around her and buried my face in her hair. She smelled of the sea and I breathed it in as I felt Annie shaking in my arms. I rubbed her back and pretty soon she was sobbing uncontrollably against my chest.

"Shh, I'm right here Annie. It's going to be alright," I cooed, stroking her hair.

"I thought...you...were never...coming...back home," she sobbed, beating her fists against my chest gently to enunciate her point.

"I'm here now Annie. I'm here now."

It took a few minutes to calm Annie down enough that I could let her go. I sat her in a chair and passed her a handful of tissues since she was still sniffling. Once Annie was settled, I turned to my parents.

Tears were in my mother's eyes as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "We didn't know if you'd ever come home," she croaked out, stroking my bronze hair.

"I'm home now mother."

"For good?" asked my father hopefully. We didn't usually do the body contact thing so he just clapped me heartily on the shoulder.

My parents didn't know about my deal with President Snow. Snow hadn't exactly forbidden me from telling them but I figured that the lie that I was a popular attraction in the Capitol with my fishing skills was safer for them to believe than the truth. Only Annie and everyone in the Capitol knew what I did. I was hoping to never have the truth about what I do surface in the districts.

I shook my head. "For a month. I have to go back for some more shows for two weeks and then I get to come back for another week."

"You're not here to stay!?" wailed Annie, angrily swiping tears from her cheeks.

Even crying, Annie was beautiful. With her flowing, dark brown hair and dark green eyes like emeralds, President Snow had wanted her to be a sex slave like me. The only thing that had saved her was the fact that she became unbalanced mentally during her games when her district partner was beheaded in front of her. Everyone called her insane and since the Capitol people were uneasy around her, Snow had no choice but to send her back to District 4.

I knelt in front of her chair and took her hands. "I'm so sorry Annie. President Snow has me booked solid and it took a lot of connections to pull this visit. But I'm here for a month! That's a whole month we can just spend time together."

"We'll come see you tomorrow morning son," my mom whispered, pressing a kiss to my hair. I looked back at them and smiled.

"Sorry," I mouthed, never letting go of Annie's hands.

My father clapped me on the shoulder again and then he and my mother left Annie and I alone in the house. They lived up in town with the rest of the district since Victor Village was only for the Hunger Games winners.

"Come on Annie, let's get you to bed," I murmured, wrapping an arm behind her knees. I picked her up bridal style and she wound her arms around my neck and buried her fingers in my hair.

I carried her up the stairs, into our bedroom and deposited her gently on our bed. She was still crying.

"Shh Annie," I cooed, sitting beside her on the bed and wiping away a tear with my thumb. Her lip trembled as she batted her watery lashes at me. I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers hungrily.

She responded fiercely. She laced her fingers in my hair to prevent me from breaking the kiss while I brought up one of my hands to rest on her cheek. The other was entangled in her hair at the nape of her neck.

She opened her lips against mine; an open invitation. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and I felt her shiver delicately in my arms. She moaned was I moved my hand on her cheek down, stroking down her body and I let my hand wander under her shirt until my palm was pressed against her bare skin.

We somehow managed to fall back on the bed together, our kiss broken as Annie rested her head half on my shoulder and half on my chest. Our heated kissing had left me with an erection that I wanted to cure but I didn't want to pressure Annie the first night I was home in four months.

Annie surprised me when she shifted, purposely brushing her thigh against my erection. I had to bite back a groan when Annie turned her lips to start nipping at my collarbone. I shifted my head to look at her and I almost laughed when I saw that she was teasing me purposely.

She trailed her hands down my torso, hooked the end of my shirt and yanked it up. I pulled my arms from around her to toss the shirt to the floor. Before she could put her hands back on me, I grabbed the end of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head as gently as I could.

Her eyes were glittering in the light as she moved herself to straddle me. She leaned down and started brushing frantic kisses everywhere she could reach, starting with my eyes. She moved lower and nipped at my lower lip, grazed her teeth over my jaw, licked my collarbone. Every time she moved, her silky hair would caress my skin with a feathery touch.

My eyes closed in ecstasy when she brushed kisses along my chest and sucked my left nipple into her mouth. I gasped when she barred her teeth and gently tugged. My breathing was ragged and my pulse was racing.

I felt kind of horrible that Annie was taking control and giving me unbearable pleasure. I hadn't been home for four months so shouldn't I be the one giving Annie the unbearable pleasure, not the other way around? I wasn't a selfish lover so shouldn't I be the one pleasuring Annie without any thought of my own?

I was broken out of my thoughts by the feelings of gentle caresses against the bulge in my jeans. I looked down to see Annie perched between my legs, her fingers expertly massaging my erection.

"Do you need help with your jeans Finn?" she asked, a small smile lighting up her face.

"Only if I can help you with yours," I groaned out. I sat up, wrapped my hands around her hips and flipped her so I hovered over her. I undid the buttons on her jeans and slowly shimmied them down her legs and threw them on the floor.

Annie pressed on my chest with her splayed fingers until I sat up and she followed. She moved in front of me and pressed my back down on the bed. She kissed me deeply on the lips and then trailed down my body, licking and blowing on the wet spot as she went.

Her hands quickly reached down and undid my jeans. In one swift yank, she had them bunched around my ankles. She tossed them onto the floor and went back to her licking and blowing.

She was getting closer and closer to my erection. She stuck her fingers in the waistband of my undergarments and tugged them down, freeing my member. She pulled my undergarments off and threw them away to join her jeans on the floor.

Annie's hand closed around my member as her hair brushed my stomach and abdomen. My breath quickened as I felt her lick my tip. I threaded my fingers in her silky hair, clenched the thick blanket on the bed with my other fist and arched my back in rapture as Annie took me in her mouth.

"Stop Annie," I growled as she sucked harder. I pushed her away gently and flipped her so she was under me.

I hooked my fingers in her panties and dragged them down her legs. She hooked her legs around my waist, draped her arms around my neck and leaned forward to press a heated kiss to my lips. One hand held me up while the other skimmed across her back. I found her bra strap and I unclasped the hook with a practiced flick of my wrist. I laid Annie back down and pulled her free from the bra.

"Finnick," she whined. She writhed under me as I kissed a trail from her lips down to her collarbone. I was going to keep going when she grasped my face in her hands and forced me to look into her eyes. "I need you now."

That was all the invitation I need as I rocked my hips forward and buried myself in Annie's warmth. She moaned as I started a slow rhythm. Annie dragged her lips up to mine and our tongues danced together as Annie moved her hips to meet my thrusts.

I started moving faster. I felt Annie's walls clenching around me and then she exploded, my name ripped from her throat in a moan. My name on her lips laced with that much pleasure was my undoing as I growled Annie's name in my release.

I pulled out and settled down on the bed, Annie in my arms with her head on my chest and a blanket enveloping us in a warm embrace.

"I'm so glad your home Finn," Annie whispered against my chest.


The next morning I woke up to an empty bed. The bedroom door was open and I could hear humming drifting up the stairs. I smiled as I sat up. Annie must be in a really good mood with my return to hum.

I crawled out of bed and hopped in the shower. I washed quickly and then came out wrapped only in a towel. I ignored my bag Annie had left on the armchair by the window and instead went to dig in the closet for my clothes that I hadn't brought to the Capitol. I dressed in light blue jeans with rips in the knees, a white t-shirt and I ignored socks. I planned on walking on the beach and I wanted to feel the sand between my toes. I hastily patted my bracelet dry and then trotted down the stairs.

It was a plain braided bracelet made out of soft and worn brown leather that Annie had given me for my district token when I was reaped for my games. It had been braided by her mother and she had given it to Annie but Annie stubbornly made me take the bracelet. It had never left my wrist since Annie had given it to me, even though I tried giving it back to her when I had came home after my win.

"Morning Annie," I said, coming into the kitchen and pressing a kiss to her temple.

Annie was at the stove, humming as she cooked breakfast. She was making all my favorites; pancakes, sausages, scrambled eggs and bacon.

She was barefoot, dressed only in a long, dark green billowy skirt and a loose black tank top. Her hair was braided in a single braid down her back and but bangs kept falling in her eyes.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" she asked with a smirk.

I lightly chucked her under the chin and turned to dig in the fridge for juice. "Magnificently."

"Your parents called. They'll be here around noon," said Annie, flipping a pancake.

I pulled a carton of orange juice from the fridge, grabbed a glass down from the cupboards and poured myself a full glass. "What time is it?"

Annie glanced at the clock on the stove. "It's only ten."

I understood why Annie was labeled crazy but whenever she was with me, she was just like the girl I had met before the arena changed her. Before her games, she was shy but she was sweet, and funny and she was talkative. The arena stole her innocence. Now she usually lived in her own world in her head where only I could reach her. She only talked to people she knew but even then the conversations were stilted with her laughing at odd times and staring into space. When she was with me, it was like the arena had never happened but she reverted back into herself when other people were present. It broke my heart but the arena had changed all us Victors in different ways.

"I bet Marina and Cray will come with my parents," I said, sticking the juice back in the fridge. "They'll probably bring Briny and Seaton too."

Marina was my sister and Cray was her husband. Briny and Seaton were their two kids; my niece and nephew.

"Your parents probably called her this morning and knowing Marina, she'll come charging over here way before noon."

"Is that why you're making such a big breakfast?" I asked, leaning against the counter and taking a sip of juice.

Annie smiled at me as she flipped another pancake. "You know me so well."

I gently tousled her hair and then set the table for five people. Seaton wasn't old enough to have his own place setting but Briny would insist that she was big enough to sit with the adults.

Just as Annie was placing all the steaming food on the table, the front door burst open and Marina marched into the kitchen followed closely with Cray clutching their two children.

"Finnick," she murmured, marching straight to me and wrapping her arms around my neck. I smiled and wrapped my arms around her back. She eventually pulled away but kept her hands clasped on my cheeks. "I missed you little brother."

"I missed you too," I said, grinning at her. She finally let me go and took Seaton from Cray's arms. Cray shook my hand with a grin but it was Briny struggling in his arms that had my attention.

"Uncle Finn!" she cried, trying to grab for me. Briny was six but she already had a strong personality, just like her mother.

"Hey little mermaid," I chuckled, taking her out of Cray's arms and resting her on my hip.

"Where'd you been?"

"I've been working but I'm back for a long visit," I explained, sitting down at the table and settling Briny on my lap.

She was instantly sidetracked by the food and insisted to her mother that she get her own seat. Marina sighed but settled Briny in the seat right next to mine.

"Are you sure it's okay that we eat your food?" Marina asked Annie. Annie smiled and nodded, taking the seat on my other side. I tenderly squeezed her hand to offer her a small amount of comfort.

"Why do you think she made all this food," I chuckled, reaching forward to start serving myself.

All during breakfast I let Marina dominate the conversation. She caught me up in the happenings of District 4 and the latest news of the families fishing business.

"Oh, and we've had to do a lot of repairs," said Marina, finishing her story about one of our families boats running into some rocks during a mild storm.

I finished my last bite of bacon and pushed my plate away. "Have you heard from Mags recently?"

Mags was like a part of my family after we came back home after my games. She joined us for all our gatherings and she often came to me and Annie's place for meals. Even though she wasn't fighting to keep me alive anymore, I still looked to her for advice and guidance when I needed it most. In a way, she was still my mentor.

"I ran into her at the store last week. There wasn't much new with her," said Cray, trying to get Seaton to eat a small piece of pancake.

"I don't think mother told her you were back yet," said Marina.

"I'll call her right now. She'll like hearing it from me," I said, jumping up and walking to the phone near the back patio door.

I dialed her familiar number and waited with baited breath as it rung. Finally on the sixth ring she picked up.

"Hello?" The voice was croaky and familiar and I felt a rush of joy.

"Mags, it's me Finnick."

There was silence on the other line. I counted to fifty in my head before I heard Mags starting to laugh. "I'll be over."

Mags hung up without another word and I was left grinning at the phone in my hand in amusement.

"What did she say?" asked Marina as I came back to the table.

I laughed. "She hung up on me."

"Angry?" asked Annie, a frown creasing her brow.

I leaned down and kissed the furrow in her forehead. "No. She's just being Mags. She'll be over here right away."

True to her word, Mags bustled inside without knocking not even five minutes later. In the months I had been away she had adopted the use of a cane but she still looked just like the Mags I loved.

"Finnick." She only had to say my name and I was in her arms, just like when I was fourteen. I had to stoop down but her arms still had strength as she held onto my back.