Haymitch POV

"Come on Effie, you're going to be late for your own wedding." I shouted down the hall, where my fiancé was finishing getting ready.

I walked down the hall and knocked on the door.

"Effie?" I asked.

"GO AWAY HAYMITCH!"
She yelled.

"IT'S BAD LUCK FOR A GROOM TO SEE THE BRIDE BEFORE THE WEDDING!"

"Alright, Alright." I said and walked away, laughing at Effie's silly notions.

I walked to the bathroom and straightened the collar of my white button up shirt.

I had gotten my way, and was wearing jeans.

But Effie convinced me to get a haircut and wear a button up.

So I acquiesced in her decision.

A minute later I hear Effie shouting.

I walk up to her door and press my ear against it.

I hear crying so I ask her what's wrong.

"I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING BLUE!" she sobbed.

"And that matters why?" I asked.

"BECAUSE!" she shouted.

"You have to have something old, something new, something borrowed and something BLUE, for your wedding!"

"I'll be right back." I said.

I went to the bag sitting on one of Effie's island chairs and pull out a blue box.

I was going to give it to her on the honeymoon but, apparently she needs it now.

I open the box and look down at the sapphire necklace sitting on the blue velvet.

I walk up to Effie's door and say. "Eff, open the door just a crack, I wont look but I have something to give you.

She opens the door a sliver and takes the box out of my hand.

Then she closes the door and I wait to here her reaction.

"Oh my goodness, Haymitch this is beautiful, I love it !" she shouted.

"No problem princess." I said smiling, even though she couldn't see me.

Effie's POV
I stood at the alter facing Haymitch.

Days before, I had been having doubts if marrying Haymitch was what was best for me.

But looking at him now, and feeling the love rising up in my heart, I know that this is the right decision.

I hear the words "I do." coming from Haymitch's lips, and I realize it's my turn.

When the pastor ceases talking I let the words flow from my lips.

"I do." I said.

"You may kiss the bride."

Before I know it Haymitch's soft lips are pressed against mine.

He leaned towards me and whispered in my ear.

"We're married!"

"I know," I whispered back.

"I love you."

I said aloud.

"I love you too sweetheart." he said.

And this time the sweetheart wasn't sarcastic.

Haymitch POV

Later that night, when everyone was visiting and eating, I spotted Javier and Hazelle sitting at a table with each other.

They were smiling and laughing, and they look to be enjoying their selves.

I knew that Effie deliberately set it up where they would be sitting together.

I search the small crowd and find my wife with Katniss, chatting about babies.

Not already I think to myself.

I walk up to Effie and wrap my arm around her waist.

"I see you been playing matchmaker, Mrs. Abernathy." I said motioning towards Hazelle and Javier.

She blushed and said.

"I just thought that they might be happy together, I just, I mean, I…" she trailed off.

I laughed and pulled her closer to me.

"No need to be embarrassed." I said and gave her a smooch, not caring if Katniss was there or not.

"I love you Mrs. Abernathy." I whispered.

"I love you too sweetheart," she said sarcastically, and I have a feeling by the gruff American accent she put on, that she was trying to sound like me.

I kissed her soft pink lips again and again.

This was so worth giving up alcohol for.

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