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FINNICK

I felt her grip on my hand tighten. She was scared. I was too. But for some reason, not for my life, but hers. I had never worried about someone so much since Annie. Mags even.

"Dad" She whimpered "What are you doing in here?"

"Looking for you actually. Why do you have that look on your face?" He asked, perfectly calm. For a second I thought she would tell him.

"You hit me dad. You hurt me" She spoke up. I pulled her a little closer towards me. I had no idea what President Snow would do now, what he was capable of. I didn't want her to get hurt because of me.

"Yes, I was here because of that. Finnick Odair, would you mind giving us a moment alone?" He asked me.

I looked at Renee. At her wound above her lips and at how fragile she was.

"No" I said. Might have been the wrong thing to say but I was scared he would hurt her. Even more, that she would spill her guts and then she would really be killed.

"Excuse me?" He asked again.

"I'm not leaving her alone with you again" I said. I was shaking but I hoped I was clear and stern. Renee glanced at me. I wonder what she made of all this. She knew that I didn't actually love her so this had to be confusing for her. It was even more conflicting for me.

"Very well" President Snow said and smirked. Was this all a test? To see if I would open up about my real feelings for her? Which was, as far as I knew, nothing?

He left the room without another word.

"That was close" I muttered.

RENEE

"Yes it was" I said. My palm was getting all sweaty so I quickly pulled my hand back and wiped it on my pajamas.

He looked at me doing that and stifled a laugh.

"What?" I asked him, hurt, kind of.

"Nothing" He said, still smiling.

"Thank you Finnick for everything" I said "I guess you'll be returning to the district tomorrow"

"Yes I will" He said "And Renee, what we talked about-"

I cut him short "I know Odair. I'm not going to tell anybody okay?"

"All right" He said and left. I sighed. What was I going to do now that I knew what dad had done?

I made my way to my bed and slipped in the covers. It was going to be a long, sleepless night.

FINNICK

Tonight was my last night at the Capitol, fortunately. I just had to get through. I went to my hotel, a large building made entirely out of glass. The women were still there, half of them so sleepy they looked unconscious.

When I entered the lobby, there was a ripple of gasps and giggles. They were all awake now.

Damn it. Just one more night. That was the only thing that kept me going.

Next Day

I woke up with a start. I had had another nightmare. This one was different from the others.

Renee was there. She was standing over a lifeless body with a knife in her hand. She had blood dripping from her teeth. She was dressed in a silver night dress. She looked menacing as she lifted the knife to her lips and licked the blood. Then President Snow appeared.

"It's done. I did the job" She said to him, laughing hysterically over the body. I walked towards it and saw that it was Annie. Annie's corpse.

And that was the part where I woke up.

Could that really have been true? Could Renee have killed Annie? I tried to remind myself that it was just a dream but somehow that image kept coming back in my mind. I shook that thought out of my head because I didn't believe Renee could hurt anyone.

RENEE

Finnick. That's what I was dreaming about when the door to my bedroom burst open and dad stepped in.

I sat straight up in bed and rubbed my eyes. I covered myself up with a sheet even though I was clothed. My cheeks were bright red.

"Dad, what are you doing?" I asked him.

"It's your birthday sweetheart. Come to have your special breakfast"

Was it all a lie? Everything he said to me about my mother's death? About how she died. I had to know the details but there was nobody I could trust. No peacekeeper knew, no avox could talk, no mentor knew. All that left was my Dad. And Seneca Crane.

When I was young, I used to have a crush on him. That was until he grew his weird beard and became evil. Though the latter I had just realized yesterday.

I had to find him today and get some answers. I got out of bed and draped myself in a purple bathrobe. I went downstairs to the kitchen. Dad was standing over there with pancakes in his hand. He smiled at me. Gosh.

I tried to smile back, during the meal, his kisses, but all I could think of was Seneca.

As soon as I was finished, I ran outside of the house and went up to his.

FINNICK

I smiled as I saw the approaching district. I had almost reached District 4. The ride from the capitol to here wasn't that long but it had seemed long to me because I couldn't wait to reach.

That picture of Renee with a bloody knife was still etched in my mind when I got off the train, went to Mag's house to make sure she was okay, went to my own home in the Victor's Village. But I still couldn't get rid of that dream.

RENEE

I knocked softly on the door at first. Then I knocked louder. The door opened and he peeked out.

"Hello beautiful" He said and opened the door wider and I stepped in.

"I'm going to make this quick so answer me" I said without saying hi to him.

"I know my dad had something to do with mom's death. He got her killed. So I have a question. If dad was responsible, then who was the girl that-?"

Seneca's eyes widened as he pulled me away from the doors and windows and said "What?! Where did you hear that?"

"I have my sources. Now tell me" I said, not a bit of remorse in my voice. "Who was the female I had killed?"

"That was, an enemy of your father. We needed to get rid of her" He said, pausing after every word.

"Who was she, really?"

"She wasn't the one who assassinated your mother; she was just another random citizen that needed to get dumped. So your dad made it that way" Seneca said, staring right through me.

"So I killed an innocent girl?" I asked. He slightly nodded. I tried to hold back my tears.

When I had asked what happened to my mother, dad told me a girl was involved. That he saw that girl kill mom in front of his own eyes so I got angry, and I went to talk to her but things got out of hand and I accidently stabbed her. I was too angry, sad and drunk.

But I never felt too bad about it. She killed my mom, she deserved to die.

Until Now.

"Who was she?" I asked again.

"Her name was Annie"