A/N: request by HGfan229 can you do one about Finnick/Annie or both getting cosmetic surgery like after the games because it was mentioned in the book that they wanted to give Katniss a boob job after the first arena.

I've actually thought about writing about this. I do remember it from the books and I've always figured they did something to Finnick. Especially since Katniss thought Finnick was too good looking when they first met. He could just be very handsome, but it made me wonder. I'll probably do both Annie and Finnick eventually, but for now we'll start with Annie.

Fake

I wake up in the recovery room. I notice this time I'm naked and restrained with something. I did try to run away a few times. I didn't believe I was out of the arena. It didn't matter that I saw my mentors or Capitol people it didn't matter, I still thought I was in that hellish arena. I do wonder why I'm naked though. Did they think if they stripped my clothes I wouldn't try to run away. I don't like this, I wonder how many people can see me. I wonder who took off my hospital gown.

I look down at my body and see that I have lines on my upper torso. It's almost as if they are a guide to cut something. I hope they aren't going to turn me into some cut up doll. I know what the citizens do here and I heard what my prep team said when I was getting ready for the tribute parade. How they wanted to shave down my cheek bones or if only I had more support up top.

"That is unreasonable!" I hear someone shout outside the room.

I hear a loud bang.

"You can get rid of her scars." Someone else says in a calmer voice. It sounds like a woman.

"But you can't cut into her!" I hear someone else shout. It sounds like a male.

"Miss Cresta needs to look the part. She's too heavy and not as desirable with her physical attributes." I'm assuming this is the doctor

"She's not fat." Another female voice says.

"Well… no but she doesn't looks healthy." The assumed doctor says

"She didn't get lots of food in the arena." Another male voice says.

"But when she does gain proper weight it won't look flattering. If we just-" The docotor says.

"No!" The first male voice says.

All of these voices sound familiar. I think it;s my mentors.

"Well we might still do her breasts ." The doctor says. "I'll have to talk with President Snow."

"But-" The first female voice says. Mags I think.

"They can't turn her into a dress up doll. She did almost die." The first male voice says. Finnick I think.

"I think we can talk them out about the waist shrinking but I dunno about the rest. Victors are usually molded differently after the arena. Let's just calm down." The second male says. Zayden I think.

I feel myself start to get drowsy. I can faintly hear them talking. If they are talking about what they think they are then I'm scared. I don't want to look like some freak.

I wake up. I'm not naked this time. I'm in a hospital gown. I have lots of bandages on my chest and upper stomach. I did get stabbed in my stomach. I don't understand why I need all the bandages on my chest though, there are so many that my chest looks bigger. It hurts to breathe. I notice I have strange tubs hooked up there and what I assume is pain medication.

"What's wrong with me?" I ask to the empty room, but I know there are people watching me.

I moan when I try to sit up. I feel more pain medication and soon pass out.

When I finally wake up again. I'm in the same room and have a blanket on me. I still hurt all over and have these weird tubes hooked up to me.

The door opens after a few hours. I don't know who to expect, a doctor, my mentors, an Avox. When the person finally comes into view I see it is Finnick.

"Finnick." I whimper. He wouldn't be my first request but a friendly face is nice.

"Hey." He smiles and sits in the chair next to my bed.

"What's wrong with me?" I ask.

"They're just treating your cuts and scrapes from the arena. The stab wound was most worrysome. You broke a couple ribs and your lung collapsed and started filling up with blood" He says.

"Ew." I say that would explain why my chest is hurting, but wouldn't they already bandage me like that if it was so 'worrysome'. "Finnick." I say and he looks at me.

"Yes?" He says

"I heard shouting about wanting to shrink my waist or something." I say.

"That didn't happen." He says.

I nod.

"They didn't staple your stomach either." He says.

I look at him confused. What the hell does that mean.

"Never mind." He says.

"So they just gave up?" I say.

"Not exactly." He says. He sounds angry and I know it's not directed at me.

"What does that mean?" I ask worried. Did they do something weird to me.

"The other stuff got waved, but President Snow insisted that... well something should change. Especially since you weren't exactly very exciting." He says.

"So what did they do?" I ask annoyed and worried.

"You have so many bandages on your chest because they gave you breast implants." He says.

"Like they made me bigger." I say monotone. I wasn't really a chesty girl, but now I'll just look stupid.

"It's not that... trashy or anything." Finnick says he sounds uncomfortable. "Capitol doctors know what to do. After all, lots of citizens want and get this done... " He trails off.

"So that's why they did it, because I wasn't exciting enough?" I say angrily

"Probably." He says. "All of us tried to stop it though, even Cora." He says. Which is saying something because Cora hates everyone. She has weird tattoos on her, but I don't think she's ever had surgery.

"I'm touched."I say annoyed.

"They played with Cora's face." He says.

I don't say anything for a long time.

"I'm going to look stupid." I mutter.

"You don't look that bad Annie, yes you can tell, but it's not a bad job. They get the best doctors to work on the victors. It might even feel normal." He says.

I don't say anything.

"They never did anything to you." I whisper.

Finnick chuckles.

"This isn't funny Finnick." I say annoyed. "You were already 'perfect' when you were fourteen and you still are good looking." I mumble.

"Yes, but how does one stay as good looking. When you grow up looks can change."

"So?" I ask unamused.

"They can't have the handsome victor from Four change, they need to make sure he stays good looking." I raise my eyebrows. "Every time I come here Annie they like to 'play' with my face. It's just a piece of clay to them. I can show you pictures of my 'transformation'."

"Are you saying that's not your real face?" I ask confused.

"Technically when you change things around yes, but since I was young when they started, who can tell. They also made me taller, I don't understand how the hell that works I thought that was controlled by genetics."

"So they just play with you?" I ask.

"They can't do it too much or else it would be obvious that Finnick Odair's good looks aren't authentic. That's part of the attraction towards me."

"Ah yes you need to please your fans." I say.

"Well, these cosmetic fixes aren't exactly my idea." He says.

"Then why do they bother?" I ask.

"Because I'm very popular." He says but it sounds like there's more.

"Is there anyway I could just fix this at home." I say.

"No doctor in District Four is going to undo something the Capitol did."

I know he's right.

"You should just focus on healing up." He says.

"Okay." I whisper.

Three Years Later.

I examine myself in the mirror. I still don't look right. I can still see the scars from how they 'enhanced' me. It doesn't look unnatural, but it isn't me. I wasn't supposed to look like this.

"Babe, dinner's ready." Finnick calls from downstairs.

I pull my shirt down and head to the kitchen.

Finnick and I started... dating? That's not the right word to use. I don't know what to call it, all I do know is that Finnick and I have confessed our love for one another around a year ago and we now live together. Calling him my boyfriend wouldn't fit. I think he is closer to a husband. I know Finnick will always be here for me and I will always be there for him.

Finnick and I have just started to become more...physical in our relationship. Finnick doesn't like doing it often because of bad memories, but more recently he has been more comfortable with kissing and touching. We've only slept together twice but I don't mind. I wouldn't say I'm the biggest fan. Finnick isn't bad in bed well I don't have anything to compare him to, but I just have some insecurities. I don't know if Finnick has picked up on this but it's not like I'm trying to hide it.

After dinner Finnick and I start kissing and then clothes start to shed.

"Finnick." I whisper as he is about to take my bra off.

"Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?" He asks worried.

I shake my head, but move his hands to my waist.

"What's wrong?" He asks and kisses my cheek.

"They didn't get rid of all the scars when they... made me... fake." I whisper. Even though Finnick and I have slept together twice and do other stuff I've never let him see those fake breasts. I don't know how he hasn't noticed this until now.

Finnick kisses my cheek.

"You're beautiful Annie and it's not because the Capitol changed you." He kisses me. "It's your inner beauty I love." He whispers.

I nod.

"Okay." I say. I sound weird. I can't explain why..

"Do you want to stop." Finnick says.

"No, I don't want to stop. I just don't want to take it off."

"Do you want your shirt back?" He asks.

"No, just this." I whisper.

I lie my head on Finnick's chest after.

"I love you. You're so beautiful, every part of you." He whispers and kisses the top of my head.

"I love you too and I love every part of you too. No matter what they've done." I whisper because I know they have done things to him.

He holds me against him for a long time.

"I love you." He says again.

I kiss him. I wonder if I'll ever to be able to fully give myself to Finnick. I don't like when people look at my chest because it's fake, which makes me feel fake. I know Finnick will always love me, but something in my head tells me that if I showed him he would think I was fake too.