WHAT IF?

What if Annie didn't survive her games and win the heart of Finnick Odair? What if Finnick sees something in Katniss that not many can? What if Finnick was determined to meet our secretly terrified spark? How will the Girl On Fire react to the infamous Finnick Odair when he offers his advice? And if he ignites something inside her that sets everyone around the world ablaze?

How will all of this effect the story we all know? Can Finnick really find a way to get her inner flames to billow out and touch us all? And what about the little shit called Peeta? Will he through a wrench into the plan Finnick has cooked up in his head? Will Finnick just duct tape him to a chair and glue his lips shut to keep him from messing with his Firefly's head?

WAR

The Girl On Fire. Well that's a title now isn't it? The thing is she's hated it with a "burning" passion since the beginning. See what I did there? No? Okay, moving on then. But my Firefly hated the title the world labeled her with. It reminded her entirely to much of her first games that she narrowly escaped with that shit stain Peeta. You're lucky to survive with all your limbs intact if you call her that nowadays.

War changed everyone. Me, Hay, Jo, Cash, Gale. But nothing compared to how it changed Katniss. My little Bug wasn't fazed with much of what happened during war. She just made sure that anything done during war, was done with a purpose. At least as much as she could control. What she couldn't control , controlled her. She always felt she was responsible for every and anything that happened. It wasn't true of course, but she's so damn stubborn.

Everyone thought that every loss and backfire made her more fragile. They couldn't have been more wrong. Snow had taken her tears that were caught on camera and tried to twist it as a symbol of defeat. Little did her know that tears rolling down her face were nothing but pure, unadulterated fury and rage. To be completely honest, if Prim hadn't had been reaped all those years ago, the games would have went on for years upon years longer. Without the Everdeens we'd still be living with our heads bowed and our tails between our legs. Would have never had the courage and determination Katniss showed us we had within us or the intelligence Prim showed us even the youngest of minds held.

HIS LOVE

My Everdeens are magically beautiful people. Prim, the sweet little rose, with the kindest of hearts has always been the driving force behind my Bug and the reason we all held it together. If it weren't for Prim we all would have died. Without her voice carrying through the hallways of district 13 lifting our spirits just the slightest. Without her "hell beast of a cat" as katniss calls him entertaining us in that bunker. Without Primrose Everdeen we would have all went crazy and lost our minds.

Katniss on the other hand still doesn't see it. Doesn't see how much she helped the entirety of the cause. Didn't see how she captured the Capitol with her simplistic beauty. The innocence and relatively unmarred innocence, as much as one could hold in the world we lived in. (Or so she let the world believe, hiding everything away) The beauty she has within her that even the Capitol could detect. My little Bug went to the inside of volcanoes for vacations, that's how much my love has been through. I wish I could have saved her from all of it. Wish I could have kept her and Prim from the hellish nightmare they've lived through.

But the second little Prim was reaped there was nothing more I could do, even though their nightmare began well before that. I could only help my Everdeens by silently guiding Kat.

But more of this later. I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Finnick Odair. My love, life, and wife used to be known as Katniss Everdeen. She, our children and my adopted daughter, Primrose, now wear my last name with pride and love.

Let me tell you how all of this came to be. It's quite the story to tell your grandchildren.