Hey guys! Prepare for a VERY shocking chapter that's likely to make some of you who are very emotional over fictional characters. No one dies though… physically. This is very mandatory to understand the rest of the story though so READ IT!

Adams POV

It's been a few weeks since we met Yizziki and I still feel like Feliss, Isabella, and Yizziki are hiding something from me especially after Yizziki told me a few days she wanted to stay in the Capitol , but never gave me a reason why. The thought that the two people I trust more than anyone else are telling someone they just met something and not me is really starting to annoy me.

Nothing much happened for the next few months except that Feliss' pregnancy seems to be progressing at an astonishing rate, I think it might have something to do with the powers because by seventeen weeks she was about ready to pop. Unfortunately, that when things took a drastic turn for the worst.

There was a knock at our door and I answered it to reveal president Snow which is never good.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked trying to keep the disdain out of my voice.

"I have a surprise for you all," He said walking in making me nervous.

"I should go get Feliss and Isa." I asked.

"Yes you should," He said being fallowed by a small girl.

She kept her head down but she looked to be about eight years old and had messy brown hair and was sickly pale looking like she had been beaten some healing some clearly fresh.

I tired to ignore the poor girl for now figuring he'd explain who she is and I blurred to get my wife and sister.

"Feliss," I said blurring to our room.

"Mr. Completely-Despicable's here." I hissed in a voice I know he can't hear. "He needs to talk to the three of us."

"Okay did he say why?" She asked as I picked her up.

"He just said he had a surprise." I sighed. "He wasn't alone though, he had a little girl with him who judging by her appearance and behavior I'm afraid might be another experiment."

"Oh no! Come on lets go," Feliss said and I blurred her to the living room.

There seemed to be some kind of weird connection of sorts when she saw the girl but she shook it off, "Adam told me you had a surprise?"

"Yes I do, and it mostly involves you," He said

She gulped at that placing a hand on her protruding belly, "Alright, what is it?"

"Do you remember what happened to you eight years ago?" He asked confusing me.

"I could never forget." She said in a hiss. Whatever happened then I could tell it must have been just as bad if not somehow worse then with the incident my father.

"Well what if I said I tricked you?" Snow asked

"What do you mean tricked me?"

"She's not dead," He said

"She?" I asked confused.

"Oh! You never told him?" Snow asked looking at Feliss who now looked terrified.

"I didn't want to worry him about something that can't be changed and give him more reason to kill you. Besides, she has to be dead, I saw you kill her with my own two eyes."

"No, I switched her with a fake she is very much alive," He said glancing at the little girl near him.

"Who?" I asked looking between them.

"This girl here is Felicity's daughter." Snow said.

"Felicity's daughter?" I repeated shocked and staring at the little girl as Isabella came in.

Felicity nodded, "One of those gaurds that used to rape me had gotten me pregnant when I was ten. I thought for sure he had killed her though."

"You never told me or Isabella about this though?" I asked.

Then I noticed at this Isabella looked guilty.

"You knew?" I asked her now getting angry.

"Feliss told me not to." She said looking down at the ground.

"Really any one else know? Is there something else I'm not being told?" I asked glaring between the two of them.

"Yizziki and I have been dating for a few months." Isabella mumbled.

"A few months! And your bi and llet me guess Feliss knew?" I asked and she nodded.

"I can't believe this! My own family does nto trust me enough to tell me some of the most important things!" I said close to shouting.

"Adam I'm sorry we both it's just," Feliss started, but I cut her off.

"No, one trusts me! I tell you both everything and no one trusts me!" I shouted as I burred to my room and began throwing my clothes into a suitcase.

With my powers I was packed and out in seconds and out knowing literally no one could stop me if they wanted to.


Felicity POV

I watched in shock as the door slammed behind Adam.

While healthy, I'm faster than him and could have easily caught him but in this condition I'm not even faster than Isabella. I was just so useless right now and there was nothing I could do but just sit there and start crying. He wouldn't leave forever. Right? Please tell me I'm right.

"Well she is here to stay now, I have things to do," Snow said leaving the little eight year old there as Isabella came over to comfort me or try to.

"He's gone." I croaked crying heavier then I have since… well… since I thought the girl on the couch there died.

"Feliss it'll be alright he'll come back," Isabella said trying to calm me down.

"He took the largest suitcase stuffed to the brim."

"He just needs time," Isabella said though feeling guilty herself.

I looked up and even through the tears, a shimmer of gold caught my eye, "Well, if that's any indication."

Isabella looked over to see her brothers ring sitting there.

"Oh no," she said sadly.

I put my face back in my hands crying even heavier.

"I'm sorry I did not mean to cause this," the little girl said

I turned to the girl who's apparently my daughter wiping my eyes I notice her's were a deep brown, most have gotten that from her filfthy disgusting bastard father, whichever it was, "It's not your fault."

"Yes it is, my being here caused him to leave," She said in a cook emotionless voice

"Please, just don't say that. It's my own fault for never telling him. That's what he's mad about."

"Still sorry," She said looking a bit worried.

I got up and went to hug her. I realized the problem with that when she started thrashing to escape for a while before sighing and asking, "What is this? Why are you holding on to me?"

"It's called a hug haven'y you ever had one?" I asked

"Never." She said looking at me oddly.

"Well it's a show of affection," I said.

"Oh, that explains it then." She shrugged.

"What's your name?" I asked

She just looked confused, "You, know, your name, what people call you by."

"Girl?" She asked confused since that is what she was always called.

"Is that the only thing you're ever addressed by?"

"Yeah it is," She said

"Okay, we need to get you a name." I said seriously trying to think of one besides the one we have lined up for the one on the way but my mind is obviously in such a funk right now that I can't exactly think straight.

"Isabella could you help me?" I asked

"Normal or rare?"

"Rare, just like all of us," I said

"How about Lydia?"

"Do you like it?" I asked the girl.

"I guess that works." She said still seeming lost.

"That's your name now then," I said kindly

"What exactly does that mean anyways?" Lydia asked, "Why is it so important?"

"A name?" I asked

"Yes, a name." She said seeming confused.

"It's what people call you by," I said

"Why is it so important? Girl always seemed just fine."

"It's disrespectful to be called just girl," Isabella said

"What do you mean?" Lydia asked still very confused.

"It's hard to explain," I said.

"Okay." She said being quick to give in.

"So, who raised you?" I asked.

"I'm not sure what that means. I guess that man that brought me here. He'd usually just keep me underground somewhere."

"Did he feed you well?" I asked

She seemed to think about that for a second before saying, "I don't have anything to compare that to."

"How often did you eat daily?" I asked

"Once I had to make it last," She shrugged.

"Oh, that's not right, Lydia. Isa, could you get her some food? Goodness knows I can't." I asked turning to Isabella.

"Yeah I can come with me," Isabella said kindly

I let Lydia go and led her to the kitchen.


Lydia's POV

Okay… this is odd. I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do here or even who I'm even talking to but um… hello there. That black haired girl… Isa I think is what people kept calling her. I'm still not sure what the point of these 'name' things.

Anyways, that 'Isa' girl led me to an empty room. Finally something familiar. It's a little too big though.

"What do you want to eat?" She asked

Everyone keeps askin these questions, "I'm not sure how to answer that." I said and prepared for the worst.

"Oh, well what did you like to eat?" She asked.

I was never given that option before. Nothing really ever stood out. It's just food, they all pretty much taste the same. "What do you mean?"

"What tasted best?" She asked

"They all pretty much tasted the same."

"Did you ever get anything special?" She asked

"Not really."

"Never?" She asked stunned.

"No, why?" I asked confused.

"Just wondering I will make something," She said.

"Okay." I said putting putting my hands behind my back and just waiting.

"You can sit down," She said.

"I'm fine standing." I said. I'm not sure why, but sitting hurts lately.

"If your sure," She shrugged.

She ran her hand along the was and a whole bunch of stuff came out of it. Now it's not so familiar anymore.

"What is this room?" I asked

"It's the kitchen, where you make all the food."

"Oh, okay" I said surprised.

"What does all this stuff do." I asked looking around at all these large… objects? Sorry, I'm not sure what else to call them.

"Each thing does something different to help you prepare, preserve, and eat food," Isabella said

"Alright, what's that?" I asked pointing to a smaller object suspended on the wall.

"That's a microwave it warms food," Isabella said.

"Oh." I said deciding to stop talking and let her do what she has to.

"Sorry it may take a bit, Adam was the cook," She said.

"That's okay, I can wait."

"Well alright then," She said hesitantly.

"Is something else wrong? Beside's Adam being gone I mean."

"No, just that was unexpected," Isabella said

"What was?"

"You showing up and him leaving," Isabella said

"Oh, I'm sorry to cause that." I said really feeling guilty

"It was not your fault," She said.

"Why does everyone keep saying that?" I asked, they're all acting so odd. So… suspicious… honestly. Maybe it's a bad choice to take food that she made. I really wish you guys could talk back to me. Then you could help me know what to do.

"Because it was not, we just want to be nice," She said.

"What's that mean?"

"What does what mean?" She asked

"Nice." I said simply.

She froze for a second..."I...it...it's hard to explain," Isabella said.

"Oh," Everything's so complicated and confusing. Why can't it just be easy and simple?

"Nice is...well do you know what mean is?" She asked

"Yes I do."

"It's the opposite of that," she said.

"Oh, okay then." I said that almost making sense.

"Yeah that is the best way to explain it," Isabella said.

"This is all just so very confusing and complicated. Back with the one man things were bad but they were simple and straight forward. There was nothing to misunderstand."

"We'll I'm sorry," She said.

"It's not your fault."

"Still, I hope you can get comfortable here," Isabella said

"Hopefully, do you think that 'Adam' guy will come back?"

"I hope so, but I don't know Feliss and I really hurt him," She sighed.

"Well, I hope so, too. For you two."

"You would like him," Isabella said

"Is he nice?"

"Yeah most times," Isabella said

"Let's just hope I get to find out."

"I hope you will," She said

"What's up with my mother's belly though?"

"Oh! She's pregnant," Isabella said.

"So, I'm going to have a little half brother or sister?"

"Yes you are," Isabella said.

"Not sure how to feel about that?" I said honestly.

"That's to be expected,"Isabella said

"Was it intentional this time. The man said that I was conceived because she was raped. Being raped is no good."

"Yes, it was intentional," Isabella said

"Was Adam the father?" I asked worried about that if he is.

"Yes he is," Isabella sighed.

"That's terrible, a child and one on the way, both now fatherless."

"Yeah, it is, but he'll be back," She said.

"Hopefully before this baby is born."

"I am not sure he will be, we really hurt him bad this time," She said.

"I know, but it would be very sad if he isn't."

"Yeah it would, they were both so happy," She sighed.

"Isa! Lydia!" I heard my mom gasp from that room she was in.

We rushed in and saw the couch and floor in front of her was wet.

"My water broke," She gasped.

"Oh my god!" Isa gasped getting her up. "We need to get you to the hospital."

"How?" She asked.

I know how but… I've never done it before… it not like there's any other choices though, I saw the hospitol on the way here and remember where it is. I grabbed both of them and was gone in an instant.

We arrived at the Hospital in the main lobby.

"You have powers?" Isabella asked sounding surprised.

"Yes I do," I said

She must have decided there was more important things, which there are because she went over to some woman that I assume must work here. Soon enough my mom was being wheeled away to a delivery room.

"I'm going to go find him," I said

I was gone without giving anyone a chance to try and disagree.

It occurred to me I had no idea where to even begin looking for him. I knew I had to look though so I just started where I was and looked on.


However after a while I could not find him and had to go back to the Hospital. "I'm sorry, I can't find him anywhere." I said once I got there.

"It's okay, want to come meet your new sibling?" Isabella asked.

"Yes, please."

"Come on and be quiet," Isabella said leading the way

Quite I could do like a pro, so I snuck in without a single peep.

I saw the little girl with jet black hair, and pale skin she was asleep so I could not see her eyes. She looked very cute I think is the word.

My mother looked up at me her lips upturned in a curved line, "Roslyn, your older sister, Lydia is here to see you." She said in a soft voice.

I looked down at her she slept on.

"Do you want to hold her?" Mother asked

"If that's okay with you." I said.

"Okay," She said gently handing the baby to me

I tried to hold her the same way I saw mother hold her and it looks like I did it right. "So, her name's Roslyn then?" I asked remembering her calling her that.

"Yes that's her name," She said

"I like it." I said and looked back down at my sister whispering, "Hello Roslyn."

She of course did not respond and slept on keeping me close.

"Is cute the right word here?" I asked mother.

"Yes it is," She said

"Then she is very cute." I said

"Yes she is, you both are," She said

"No, I don't think I'm that cute. Or at least I imagine I wouldn't be. I've never actually seen myself."

"You haven't?" Isabella asked.

"No I have not, how could you?".

"Yeah you can with a mirror," she said

"What's a mirror?" I asked having never heard of one. If you guys are laughing stop that right now. I have about as much life exposure as Roslyn here does.

"It's a piece of reflective glass, there are large ones in bathrooms," Isabella said

"Oh, where are the bathrooms?" I asked officially curious.

"Just through that door," mother said pointing.

I handed Roslyn back to her and headed into in the bathroom. I think I found what I'm looking for… I don't know what mother's talking about, I look absolutely horrid. Just as I thought I would.

"Well?" Mother asked.

"I look absolutely vial."

"Not to me," She said.

"I guess," I shrugged heading back into the room.

"I really do think your cute," She said.

"Well…" I trailed but sighed, "it feels like there's something I'm supposed to say here."

"Thank you?" Isabella offered

"What's that mean?" I asked having never heard it.

"Feliss you take this one, Isabella said.

"It's something you say when someone does or says something nice to or for you. Just kind of to show recognition." Felicity explained.

"Oh, well...thank you?" I said hesitantly

"You're welcome." Mother said, something else I've never heard. "That's what you say as a response to 'thank you' kind of a way of saying 'thank you for saying thank you'."

"Got it," I said after a moment.

Mother looked down at Roslyn in her arms for a while then just started crying again.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"Adam and I tried for months to have a child together and now one's finally here alive and healthy and he's not here to see it."

"I'm sorry mother," I said giving her one of those hugs she taught me about.

Though she had Roslyn in her arms so she couldn't return it, I could tell she needed it, "I tried to look for Adam." I told her. "I couldn't find him anywhere though."

"That's not surprising," She sighed

"Wouldn't he have to at least come back for the victory tour?" I asked since they had both won. "You could try and talk to him on the train."

"Yeah he does have to come back for that," She said hopefully

"Then if he's not back in that month and a half then you best do everything in your power to get him back."

"You think I can?" She asked me.

"I like to think you can do anything."

Her lips curved upwards again. I can only assume that's good and I felt relief? I think that's what this is again I'm not great with emotions.

"Thank you, Lydia" She said

"You're welcome." I said ignoring how foreign that feels.

"I would hug you, but Roslyn," She said.

"I'll take her." Isabella said and did just that.

Then for the second time ever my mother hugged me and I felt actually I was not sure what this feeling was, but it was good. I didn't feel trapped like the first time, for the first time in my life, I felt safe. "I could get use to this."

"I hope you do, because with me you'll get a lot of these," She said.

"Good, because this feels good." I said returning the hug.

"See, your coming around," She said.

"I'm trying, it's just hard. Everything's so confusing and completely foreign to me."

"Well we will help you," She said

"Thank you, I'll certainly need it."

"Adam will to when he's back," Isabella said

"It seemed like he hated me."

"He does not hate you," She said.

"What makes you so sure?"

"I know him," She said

"Well, I guess I can trust that then."

"Yes you can," She said

"I'm sure you'll be a great mother to both of us." I said

"I hope so," She said

"You already are." I correctly still hugging her.

"Thank you," She said.

"You're welcome, I only say what I feel is true."

"Then you are a good girl," she said proudly.

"Well, I kind of had to be." I said.

"What do you mean?" She asked worried.

"Just had to try and be a good girl and not make him mad. It's inevitably bad but the last thing you want is to make it worse."

"You poor girl, don't worry you don't live with him now," She said.

"I know, but you know what it's like being under his custody not knowing anything different. You can't just switch into a normal thought process right away if ever."

"True," She sighed

"I know all about what happened to you guys. He made sure of that."

"You know?" She asked.

"Yes, I could recite it but I'm pretty sure you don't want me to."

"No please," She said.

"Figured, then I won't, but yes, I do know."

"Well, still that's bad," She said

"That I know?" I asked confused. "Or are we back to the beginning?"

"Both really," She said

"I know it's bad." I sighed.

"It'll be better now," She said

"I know it will."

A month and a half later mom was getting ready to go on the victory tour

"Well, this is it." She said to me with a sigh in what I'm guessing are nerves, I'm getting better at this emotions stuff. "Do you really think I can convince him?"

"I know you can," I said holding Roslyn

"Hopefully, he's not still two terribly mad. If any of the other districts see us fighting then they might think that we were faking it the whole time and we could have a full scale rebellion on our hands." Mother sighed.

Roslyn looked at her concerned. This baby was smart like scary smart she understood alot more than newborns should and seemed to have emotions, worries and opinions that she could not voice yet.

Mother managed a smile down at her, I had just learned that word a few weeks ago. Apparently it's something you do when your happy. Another word I just learned, these actually aren't as hard as I was worried they would be. You just need to compair them to their opposite and it make perfect sense.

"Will you be good for Isabella and Lydia?" She asked smiling.

Roslyn nodded. Yes, the baby can nod. It true is amazing. It was also incredibly cute.

"Good, you want me to bring daddy home?" She asked.

Roslyn nodded again reaching up towards her.

"You want to come with mommy?" She asked taking her from me.

She nodded so I handed her to mother. "You two have fun and may the odds be ever in your favor." I told them.

"Well I guess she can come," Mother said causing Roslyn to hug her.

"Hopefully it will help get him back even." I offered. "If he won't come back for you then he'd have to for his own daughter right?"

"That's true but I hope he comes back for both," She said.

"Hopefully, he will. I'd love to meet him for more than a few seconds."

"I'm sure you would,"

"You have a train to catch though." I said hugging her being careful not to hurt Roslyn.

They both hugged me as well before she blurred off.


Adam POV

I sat in the train waiting, I had not been home in almost two months and now I had to deal with Feliss and I missed my own child's birth

She could be here any second literally without warning and I won't be able to leave if things get too out of hand and it's obvious she's going to try and take advantage of that fact I'm just... not quite sure if I'm ready to forgive her and Isa yet.

Then there she was stopping right in front of me.

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HANGER! Yes, I just gave you a cliffhanger on that it's a cliffhanger. I just love cliffhangers that much. Thank you for scrolling and singing along since you know you did but seriously. Adam and Felicity just basically had a non-officialized divorce and this is her last chance to make it right! This is the biggest cliffhanger I've ever done. Will Adam forgive Felicity and live happily ever after or will this be the end of HG Adicity FOREVER? You're reviews will tell… no they won't but they are appriciated. Even if they're flames.