"Don't expect the worst thing to happen when you are happy. Sometimes, just accept the happy moment and be happy. Don't let your fears ruin your happiness."

Katniss Pov:

I jump in surprise as I see Haymitch grinning at me in a way that I know he gets what just happened to me.

"Hello sweetheart, Finnick. About damn time! Anyway, I talked to Coin. Although she is annoyed, she is satisfied that both Finnick and Johanna are okay. Her only condition is that you and Finnick fight with the soldiers of 13. Peeta has already been training and Johanna is exactly in the best condition after everything that happened. Anyway, you guys agree?"

I sigh as I ask, "Do I really have a choice?"

"Not really."

I look over to Finnick to notice him giving me a curious look as he says, "I'll go wherever you go."

"What about your injuries?"

Finnick smirks, "They are just flesh wounds. I'll be fine in a couple hours."

I groan out, "Fine. We'll join."

Haymitch grins, "Good. I thought that I would have had to twist your arm a little more, since you seem to have that track record. But, I guess hell is freezing over. I should have seen that coming as soon as I saw you two cuddling up and not moving an inch since I came in."

"Crashing in is more like it…" I grumble.

"There we go, the world is right again! Sweetheart has said her smarmy comeback!"

I roll my eyes at his stupidity.

"How much have you had to drink Haymitch?"

His grin grows as he answers with, "Actually, I'm quite dry. Only had 3 shots of jaeger and a shot of vodka. I would consider that an accomplishment. Wouldn't you?"

For any other person, they would be puking their guts out and people would be worried about their help. But Haymitch was right, it was a huge step for him.

But I can't give him the satisfaction of agreeing with him.

"Congrats, you are now half man, half liquor. Step in the right direction." I sarcastically respond.

His grin doesn't fall, as we both know that it is my way of congratulating him.

I look back over to see Finnick smirking at the exchange.

"You are enjoying this, aren't you Odair?"

He lightly pecks me on the cheek before he enthusiastically responds, "This is a great glimpse into how to deal with you Katniss. I'm learning!"

I lightly punch him on the shoulder while I mumble, "Shut up…"

He laughs and lightly shoulder bumps me in response.

Our moment is interrupted by Haymitch once again when I hear a throat clear.

"What now Haymitch?"

"Well, as nice as it is to see you be somewhat sensitive to someone that isn't a family member or Gale, I have one more piece of news to give to you. But, since you have been mean to me, I am not sure that you deserve to hear it…"

I growl and glare in annoyance at his stupidity.

"Just tell me Haymitch. We all know that you want to tell me. Right Finnick?"

I glance over to see Finnick in agreement as he says, "You know that I will agree with you when you are right, but she has a point Haymitch."

Haymitch rolls his eyes.

"Oy vey. What happened to the idea of bros before h…"

"If you want to keep your balls, I would shut up Haymitch…"

Haymitch throws his hands up in defeat.

"Fine, fine. Anyway, here is the good news. I'm getting married!"

My jaw drops in confusion.

What the hell?

Who the hell was he marrying?

Haymitch notices my obvious confusion immediately.

"Right. You don't know the whole story. Effie and I have been seeing each other secretly in order to prevent Snow from knowing and harming her. We have been together for several years now and I felt that this was as good a time as ever to tie the knot with her."

"But wasn't she a prisoner at the Capitol as well?"

Haymitch's grin falls as he answers, "Yes, she was. But she was able to continue her ruse long enough for them to believe that she was mentally incompetent. That way, they didn't harm her. They just left her alone in her cell. Coin's men were able to find her while they were looking for the two of you."

I look over to Finnick.

"Did you know about this?"

He shrugs as he answers, "I had no idea about the prisoner part. I'm just as surprised as you are about that. But I had the gist of them being together, but he made me swear not to tell anyone about it. Otherwise, he feared that Effie would have to deal with Snow's wrath because of her connection to Haymitch. Besides, it wasn't my place to tell anyone anyway. Better to get it from the source instead of the resident 'Man Whore'."

I roll my eyes as I ask, "Did you really just call yourself a man whore and use quotations when you called yourself a man whore?"

"Yeah, I did. Sorry, used my sense of humor again to try and overcome the discomfort. I really hate to see my longtime friend so sad. So, you aren't mad that I didn't tell you?"

I sigh, "No, I'm not mad. I guess we all have secrets to hide from Snow, huh?"

Both Haymitch and Finnick nod soberly in agreement.

I turn back to Haymitch.

"So, when is the wedding?"

His grin returns when he bring the wedding back up.

"It should be within the next week. Effie and I have waited far too long for this day, so once we were free, we knew that we had to tie the knot as soon as possible."

"So, does this count as an invitation?"

"Yes sweetheart, this counts as an invitation. It will be filmed by Beetee and displayed for the Capitol to see. I personally asked for this, since I wanted to put in my own personal 'fuck you' to the bastard in charge. Anyway, best I get going. I need to check up on Effie to see how she is holding up. Sleep tight lovebirds."

As soon as he closes the door, I turn to Finnick and ask, "This means that everyone knows that we are together now, huh?"

Finnick wraps his arms around me again as he chuckles and answers, "I'm afraid so love. Sober Haymitch and Effie mean that everyone in District 13 will know in the next half hour."

I groan, "Shit…"

"Hey, it's all good. About time that I rumored to be with someone I actually love." He says while giving me his giddy smile.

My own smile appears as I begin to return to sleep.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't make me barf Odair."

As I fall asleep, I hear him chuckle as he increases his grip on me.