A/N: In Annie's POV

Lots and Lots

"Mommy!" I hear him shout coming home from school.

I walk downstairs and hug him.

"How was school today sweetie?" I ask but he doesn't answer.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Mommy today we were learning about those games."

"Oh the Hunger Games." I say remembering. It's different when your kid has a parent who knows what it's like to be in the arena. Yes everyone knows how those were bad times but it's different if you were a victor.

"Yes but, when they were talking about some of it the teacher made me leave."

"When did she make you leave sweetie?" I ask confused.

"They were going to talk about the victors and what happened to them after they won."

"Okay." I say. I can tell him that. It's not like it is some big secret they teach it to all the kids in school. When they get older they pretty much know everything. Finnick's speech about being sold made it into the school books. It's not like I can lie to my son because he will figure it out eventually. Besides, I don't want to lie to him, I want him to know. I don't want to know how much I suffered though it is still obvious that something is not right, that's when he stays with my parents.

"Do you know what they were talking about at all sweetie?" I ask and stroke his hair.

"Brad, told me they were talking about daddy." He says.

"Oh, do you know what they were saying sweetie?" I ask. The teacher shouldn't have taken him out of class just because they were talking about Finnick, maybe they were talking about when he died but he knows all of that already.

He shakes his head.

"No, but does she not know that I know what happened to him?" He whispers.

"That's a good question." I kiss his forehead. "You remember what I told you about daddy though right?"

He nods.

"You told me daddy wanted nothing more than to have a better world so he was brave because he went to go and fight."

I nod.

"What else did I tell you?" I ask him.

"That daddy died for what he believed in. That he died protecting the people he loved and that he loved you lots and lots."

"Yes and he would've loved you lots and lots too." I say and pinch his sides causing him to giggle.

He puts down his backpack and hugs me.

"I love you lots and lots mommy." He whispers.

"I love you lots and lots too." I say and kiss him.

"Come on let's go, do you want a snack?" I ask.

He nods.

"Okay." I take his hand and lead him to the kitchen and he sits at the table. "Do you want anything special?" I ask him.

I hear a clink and turn around.

"What are you doing Finnick?" I ask knowing the answer already. I see him opening the sugar bowl and has a sugar cube in hand.

"Nothing." He smiles mischievously.

"Finnick you can't eat straight up sugar you'll get sick." I say.

"But mommy it's like they're candy." He smiles.

"We have candy. You can eat those not straight sugar."

"But I would have to get up." He wines.

"Finnick, it is ten steps to the candy bowl." I say.

"I know but I'm too lazy mommy."

"Well at least you know it." I smile "You could've just asked me." I say.

"I didn't want to bother you." He smiles.

I smile and walk over to him and hug him.

"You're just like daddy sometimes Finnick." I whisper and kiss him.

"I'm just like him?" He looks at me.

"Yes but, you're your own person. But, you remind me of daddy sometimes. He always said he was too lazy to get candy so he would just eat the sugarcubes." I say and kiss him. "You look like him too." I say.

He smiles and I give him apples and peanut butter to eat.

I sit next to him and watch him eat.

"Mommy, if you could go back in time and make daddy stay and not leave to fight would you?" He asks catching me off guard.

"Why are you asking me this sweetie?" I ask and stroke his hair.

"Because in science class we were talking about if you change something it could cause catastrophic events even if it is something small."

"Daddy had to go sweetie he needed to go. You know how they talk about Katniss Everdeen?" I smooth his hair.

He nods.

"Yes, well he helped save her. Besides, daddy wouldn't be able to live with himself knowing that he could've gone and helped." I kiss his forehead. "And like you said, something small could have changed the course of history. Daddy was meant to go but, he wasn't meant to come back." I say and kiss him.

I turn my head so he is looking at me.

"Finnick, you can't change the past no matter how much you want to, you can only go forward in life you can't go backwards." I kiss his cheek. "Okay?"

"Okay mommy." He hugs me.

"Why were you asking me this sweetie?" I ask while rubbing his back. I know he said they talked about something in science class but I know that isn't the only reason.

"I don't know." He whispers.

"Finnick yes you do, you can tell me."

He mumbles something.

I stroke his hair.

"What was that sweetie?"

"I don't know I just wondered."

"Okay." I say and kiss his cheek.

He finishes his apples.

"I think it's homework time." I say.

He sighs

"Okay. Oh and mommy."

"Yes sweetie?"

"I just wanted to know what you would say because if he didn't go then we could all be happy and together." He whispers.

When he says this my heart breaks a little. Of course he wants that, what kid doesn't want to have their mother and father together.

"Finnick, I know you will never meet daddy and I know from the stories you hear you probably do want to see him. But, you should know that you and daddy are a lot alike." I kiss his cheek. "And daddy would've loved you so so much, more than me I think." I say.

"More than you?" He asks

"More than me." I say again.

"Well mommy I love you lots and lots." He says again.

"I love you lots and lots too." I say and kiss him.