(Guys, I'm so sorry I haven't updated- I was going to a week ago, but my account was suspened... so I was just aloud to post it today... so here you go :)

Lovelies. I am so, so, SO sorry. I haven't updated in forever. I feel so bad you don't even know.

My life if rather crazy at the moment, with the end of the school year coming up (Exams!) and such. There's so much pathetic drama on the go too, I hate it.

Any who, I haven't really had the inspiration nor time to write. But there's no way I can give up on Gemma and the rest of the lovely gang now! I mean, there's so much left to happen (Cough* Cough* …maybe another book? Cough*)! Well, I suddenly have so many ideas and I'm in the mood to write, so Ta Da! Another chapter. I'm so sorry about the wait.

On another note, any of you that were keeping up with my SYOT… the site deleted it : ( I think I was going to end it anyways, it was too much work for my busy life.

Don't you guys worry; as soon as the summer gets here and I'm free from this horrible place called school I will get back to writing daily again!

I wonder if anyone actually read all of that, or if they just skipped it to get to the story. If you actually read it, put "Finnick Watch!" In a review ;)

OH! Speaking about that! Apparently the casting for Finnick is narrowed down to three? I pretty well hyperventilated. It also didn't help that the two scenes the actors have to audition are the 'Want a Sugar Cube?' scene and the scene where Finnick hears Annie's screams.

…I don't even to think about what I'll be like in the theater during that. I will be breaking down with sobs. I can feel it already.

So yeah, I'll get on with the chapter now! Hopefully it won't be to short… If you want to stay in touch with me, other than through fanfiction, feel free to follow me on twitter and tumblr (GamesPeetaLover and midnight-at-the-hanging-tree). I'd love to talk/get to know you all better!

Thank you all so much, and I'm so sorry. Xoxo.

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"Cut," I hear Cressida say quietly.

"What's wrong with her?" Plutarch says under his breath.

"She's figured out how Snow's using Peeta," says Finnick.

I fall back onto the bed, sighing with relief. Finnick plops down beside me, on his side, pushing the hair from my face. "You are so beautiful." He whispers.

I smile, not answering him. We just got back from our wedding. Our wedding. I love thinking it, I love hearing it. I'm finally Gemma Odair.

It was so much fun; more perfect then I could have ever imagined. The only way it could have been better is if all of my dead loved ones were there. But I can't think about that now. I already had one melt down today, I can't have another.

Trixie must have eaten four pieces of our cake. I couldn't blame her, it was the most delicious thing. Johanna volunteered to let her have a sleepover in her compartment so the two of us didn't have to deal with an overly hyper Trixie. But that's not my point. My point is was that the cake was delicious. Just as good as Peeta's cupcakes, if not better.

After my speech it was time to dance. We had our first dance, and I cried again, of course. At first I couldn't move, I just stayed in Finnick arms as I trembled, because of all the people watching us. With Finnick's help I managed to pry myself out of my fear for a few minutes, long enough to have our dance.

I don't know the name of the song we danced to, but I know I'll never forget it. The whole time Finnick was being his charming self, mumbling little cute nothings into my ears. It was so soothing, instead of sleeping I resulted in crying. Not of sadness, but because of happiness. Because me and Finnick and Trixie can finally live happily ever after.

After that was over, I told Finn I would dance with Peeta. He was hesitant, he didn't want to leave me. My answer, "Oh, C'mon Finn. I promised Peeta a dance. Before he sees Katniss. Just go… dance with Jo. I know she'll just love that." We both burst out laughing as he leaves to go find her. She doesn't dance, she hates it.

A few seconds later, as I was searching the crowd for Peeta, I heard the angry growls of Johanna, "Odair. You put me down right now! I am not dancing with you!" I turned around to seeing Finnick carrying Johanna, who was slung over his shoulder pounding on his back, to the center of the dance floor. They were making a huge scene, intentionally of course, and I couldn't help but laugh.

Once they finally began to dance, despite Johanna's protests, I found Peeta. He was in the corner of the room, staring at the floor still wearing his handcuffs and shackles.

I swear my heart dropped from my chest and landed in my stomach.

I rushed to him, demanding the guards to let him go so we could dance. Peeta was silent as they shook their heads, no.

I still remember the feeling I got, that burning anger, that I smirk. Finnick looks at me confused from his side of the bed.

Do you think I took no for an answer? No.

I narrowed my eyes at the guards, "You undo him before I jump over there and rip your eyes out of their sockets. Don't think I won't do it just because it's my wedding." To scare them further I added, "And if I do recall, the crazy girl didn't take her meds this morning, so I have an excuse." You wouldn't believe how fast those chains came off of him.

I tugged him to the dance floor, still only occupied by Finnick and Johanna, and they were laughing about something. They both said hello to Peeta before we began to dance. "Keep your eyes on me, okay? Don't look around the room." I remember whispering to him.

Peeta's a fine dancer. I even got him to smile and laugh a few times out there. I'm glad.

After Peeta finished, I danced with Trixie, Haymitch, Johanna, Annie, Katniss, and even Plutarch before I danced with almost every single one of District thirteen's citizens.

So now I'm pretty tired, that the wedding is over and I'm all danced out.

I know you hear rumors about what you're supposed to do on your wedding night, but by the look of Finnick's dozing eyes beside me, I doubt we're going to do much more then sleep.

I stroke his hair soothingly, "Mr Odair, wake up. We aren't even in bed yet." He jolts awake, smiling from ear to ear.

I jump up, stripping off my dress and bikini, leaving me completely naked. I make sure I don't look down at myself as I walk over to the dresser to get one of Finn's baggy shirts to wear to bed.

By the time I have the shirt slipped over me, Finnick is in his boxer's, in under the blankets of the bed and almost asleep. "God, you're so lazy, Finn." I say jokingly as I slide into his arms. It's as though we're made for each other.

"Hey, Gem, remember when you were in your first games… and it was during lunch… and Annabelle came over to me, and she told me you had a crush on me for years?" He whispers into my hair sleepily.

I sigh, not wanting to think about that. It hurts. "Yes, Finn. I remember. Now go to sleep."

"No, I love that memory. That's when I first decided I liked you, you know." He's told me this a million times.

"I know you did. You've told me before. You're just half asleep, you don't know what you're saying." I turn around to face him before I kiss his nose. "Goodnight, Finn."

He opens his eyes for a second, grinning, "Goodnight Mrs Odair." Then he kisses me [passionately before drifting off into his slumber.

…

I wake up and Finnick isn't in bed.

I immediately start to panic. Where is he? Why did he leave me?

I jump from the bed, eyes frantically searching the room. "Finnick?" I call out. I race to the bathroom, swing the door open, only to find he isn't in there. "Finnick!" I scream, breathing harder.

Still only wearing my thin t shirt, with nothing underneath, I race out the door into the hallway. "Finnick!" I repeat looking down the hall. I can feel myself starting to cry as I start running, desperately looking for him. I know he's probably just gone to get Trixie, but I can't help but react like this. My mind automatically assumes the worst. Snow's got him. They managed to get into District thirteen and they have him. He's dead. Someone went crazy and killed him. Why would they kill him?

I climb up some staircases at the end of the hall, and I pass some people. They call after me, wanting me to stop.

I trip up and fall, and with no energy to get up again I curl into a ball in the middle of the hall way. I'm sobbing, "Finnick! Finnick why'd you leave me?"

Then I feel someones arms go around me, lifting me, and I start to thrash around. "Sweetheart, sweetheart, relax. It's okay, it's Haymitch." I hear the gruff voice whispering in my ear. I cling to his dirty shirt, soaking it with my tears.

"H-Haymitch! F-Finnick is.. he's dead! I woke up, and- and he's not here! He's dead!" I sob into him. I can hear a door opening, and soon enough I'm place in a chair, and blanket thrown over me. "I c-can't- Haymitch!" I wail over and over.

He sits on the floor across from me, waiting for me to calm down. "Are you done yet, sweetheart? Finnick isn't dead. He's down working with a special trident Beetee invented for him." I stop immediately.

"W-what?" I sniff, wiping my red eyes.

"He's fine. He didn't want to wake you. You have to learn to not freak out whenever you're not with him, Gemma." He scolds me.

I'm furious at this; he has no idea what it's like. Well maybe a little bit… he is a victor after all. "Haymitch! How can you say that! Do you not get it at all? I thought you of all people would understand…" I scream at him, throwing the blanket off of me.

He sighs, "Gemma, wait, I'm sorry. You know I didn't mean it like that. And Jesus, didn't you think about putting on any clothes before you started running the halls? You're naked!"

I look down at myself and notice my shirt is half off, ripped in a few places. My lower half is completely exposed. "Oh, right. I didn't realize. Do you have any pants I could borrow?" He grunts and stands up, walking to his dresser. He comes back with a pair of grey sweat pants. I shove them on, "Thanks."

He tells me he'll walk me to Finnick, so he can explain to him what happen. We leave for the door, and he holds my arm to keep me steady.

Oh, what would I do without my Haystack?

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