So if any of you read "We're All Mad Here" you'll probably recognize part of this, but to be fair, I was always planning on writing this scene for this story before WAMH came along.

It's been a bad day, another bad day
and all I want to do is look at you and know I'm okay.
From where I'm sitting
these shoes ain't fitting
and I'm walking backwards,
looking down, don't see the sky
I see the ground.

- Something Corporate, Bad Day

The good days only last so long. There are times when he can pretend that all is well but he can't fake the look in her eyes that shows she doesn't know him like he knows her. He's traced over her body with his eyes, hands, tongue, they've made love on all the different surfaces in his house but not in her mind. Not in her world.

Maybe it's only a figment of his imagination.

Today is a bad day. He can tell the moment he steps into the house. The hairs stand up on the back of his neck and he's running to her room although he doesn't know why.

He does as soon as he opens her door. Her eyes are wild and her hair is missing chunks and there's blood coating her arms and a knife in her hand.

"What the hell are you doing?"

He doesn't care that she may stab him, he runs at her. She fights him but he rips the knife out of her hand and wraps one of her shirts around her bleeding arm. She tries to wrench away from him.

"Get off of me!"

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"I had to get the chip out."

"What chip?"

"The chip. The chip."

He realizes she means the one they put in you before the Games. He drops her wrist like a hot potato, takes the knife, and leaves the room.

He throws it down on her father's desk. The blood stains the wood and the papers there and when Mr. Cresta looks at him Finnick is surprised at how utterly old he looks.

"What is that?"

"Are you not watching her?"

He's staring at the knife in horror and when he looks up there are tears running down his face.

"Is she alright?"

"Would you care?" Finnick is bursting with anger but he realizes with dread that it isn't anger at her father. He's mad at her. It's stupid and juvenile because it isn't her fault but he is so angry and scared.

"Her mother left today." Mr. Cresta's voice is low and for a minute Finnick sees life through his eyes. Daughter chosen for the Games. Miraculously, she wins, but she never leaves the arena. Mrs. Cresta wasn't strong enough to handle it and neither is her husband, but he stayed anyway.

"We need to take her to the hospital," Finnick says and Mr. Cresta nods, stands up and grabs his coat.

He holds his daughters hand on the way.

You'll notice that, unlike a certain OTHER character, Finnick managed to help Annie WITHOUT stripping his shirt off.