Happy New Year :) This chapter is a bit rushed because I wanted to get all of my thoughts on Finnick's games into one chapter without getting a five or six thousand word chapter. Witch I seem to do alot. So I hope you all like it.

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It was decided as soon as his name was called, Annie going to do anything in their power to make sure Finnick made it home safely. Doing this would be hard, she knew that but she wasn't alone by any means. Her family would help and they would be there for the Odair's. Annie also knew that Ronan Longmire, A thirteen year old in the district who was friends with Annie and Finnick threw social circles, would help as well. Sure the two were never close persay and fought more than anything else, but they were in their own respect friends. There was already a plan in case one of us kids ever was reaped, a plan we never wanted to initiate mind you but at least they had a course of action.

The plan was simple really, and was based around one basic idea. Penny Pinch. Every night leading up to and during the games all three families would eat soup together. It was a soup made of parts of fish most people did not eat. When they were kids Annie and Finnick had deemed it Scrap Soup, it wasn't the tastiest thing in the universe but it was cheap and went far. Every other penny would go to the reaped child, Finnick in this case. They would send all of the money they collected once a week up to Finnick's mentor.

Nothing else would be much different, other than the fact when Annie fished before school she wouldn't have to break up Finnick's and Ronan's quarrels, and that she would have to make the net and dive for the fish alone. Add to that long silent lunch periods and girls periodically weeping that their 'pretty boy' was gone. Then Annie would meet up with Ronan and the two would go fishing until the sun set, make their way home where they cleaned the fish and left it in the cooler for Annie's mother to sell the next day. But even though her mediocre life would drag on the pain in her heart would not subdue she knew this all too well. And as she stalked out of the justice building trying to hide her tears, well failing to hide her tears, she wasn't surprised to find Ronan sitting on the building steps waiting for her.

"Annie" Ronan's voice rang threw the silence but Annie couldn't even look up. Soon Ronan had pulled her small form into his arms like he had seen Finnick do so many times before. Ronan was smaller than Finnick however and much weaker so it would seem Annie would fit better, but that was not the case.

"Why Finnick, why today," Annie cried and Ronan just tightened his grip. Trufully he didn't know what to say. People started to laugh at the breaking Annie much to Ronan's disgust.

"Annie, come on, let's get you home." Ronan said as he turned Annie around and lead her back to her house. Annie caught a glimpse at the boy who was so different from the rest of the district. Where most had green eyes and dark hair Ronan had long blonde curly hair that he usually tied back into a ponytail longer than some girls he wore an old faded orange flower ridden button down shirt and jean shorts like he usually did at the reaping. Annie always meant to ask him what would happen if he ever did get reaped and went on stage looking like that. But Ronan wasn't really one to care.

As they passed the beach the memory of Finnick twirling her from earlier that day danced across her vision, Ronan took note of the change in behavior and grabbed Annie's arm tightly in his grip making the small girl glace up at him.

"I will tell them that you needed some time." He said simply and Annie smiled and nodded to Ronan. He was right she needed time. Her feet beat against the sand carrying her to the small shack that held her fishing gear. She wasn't going to be able to fish alone but she could and would swim.

Upon entering the shack she saw all of the mounted fishing gear in the small room including Finnick's trident. She moved closer and ran her fingers over the cold metal of his rusting trident. She remembered two years when he received it. Annie and Finnick wanted their own boat so they could fish without the presence of their guardians. Ronan was going to go out as well to watch the boat while Finnick and Annie fished. They were allowed to, if they could provide their own boat. So every day after school they whould fish alone, without a boat and bribed Annie's mother into selling it for them. Once they had enough money the three bought a small fishing boat from an old man who could no longer fish.

Seeing the kids drive to be independent Mr. Odair and Annie's Uncle decided to help the kids along, It cost almost all of the extra money the two families had for months but they soon had enough for Finnick a trident. And the weapon had brought in a lot more money than it coast. Annie got a small pocket knife as well, it didn't cost anything because it had belonged to her father, but it was just important to Annie as Finnick's trident was to him.

Dragging her self from her memories she quickly discarded her dress and slipped into her off colored green one piece bathing suit that matched her eyes and a pair of black tight shorts she wore because she did not like being gawked at. Sure she was too young to be gawked at but it was a mental thing. She then grabbed her goggles and slipped out of the shack not bothering with shoes. She opened the shack and walked over to their small boating dock using the latter on the side to climb into the frigid water. She then slipped her goggles over her eyes and dove down washing away all of her fear and the worries of the world above.

The next week went by fast, and Finnick was the crowd favorite, his costume in the tribute parade to Annie was insulting, but she guessed the capitol liked it, it was all they talked about. However she doubted anyone really paid attention to it anyways they all seemed too interested in how 'stunning' he was.

His training score was a ten, the highest of all the tributes. The next highest was an Eight and that was the boy from district two, Riven or whatever his name was. The thing that Annie couldn't push from her mind was the fact it was today, today. The games would start today; her best friend would be thrown in an arena made to kill innocent children for the next two to three weeks starting today. As most had guessed she spent most of her time, not being made to watch the games, in the water where she could excape.

Apparently they didn't need to penny pinch as much as they did because the favoritism of Finnick was carried into the arena. On day two his mentor sent him a Trident, which he then used to kill almost everybody in less than twenty days.

Annie could recall the moment when his Trident impaled the last victim, the boy from district six. She was in school not allowed to leave even if it was the last two. Finnick had set up a closely woven net he had made fairly quickly thanks to a trick Annie herself had taught him.

Her heart stopped as the last cannon erupted into the air and tears filled her eyes as she waited silently for the words. Everyone else was cheering his victory but she wouldn't allow herself to yet. Instead she waited until they announced it.

"Ladies and Gentlemen I give you the victor of the seventy fifth hunger games…" He said with a pause as if he was toying with Annie.

"Finnick Odair!" Claudius Templesmith finally says and Annie let out a long winded breath before everyone started screaming somewhere under the screams she heard her teacher say they were dismissed.

Annie sprinted threw the door and out to the ocean. At this time of day her uncle and Mr. Odair would be fishing, no not even the Hunger Games kept them from that. Annie didn't care if she was in her school uniform she took off her shoes and placed them in her back pack and threw the pack to an awaiting Ronan before diving into the water. She then began to swim to where the two usually fished on days like today. The reef.

She swam fast even with her light blue blouse and dark blue slacks. It seemed like in no time she had spotted there boat.

"Mr. Odair, Mr Odair!" She called waving sitting at the side of the boat

"Annie," She heard her uncle say clearly confused as he lifted her into the boat.

"Annie, you are in your school uniform, what are you doing." He asked.

"Please punish me later Uncle, Mr. Odair He won he really did, Finnick won its over, he is the victor he's coming home." She said.

"He won," Mr. Odair said almost as if he couldn't grasp the concept yet.

"Yes, yes Mr. Odair, he just won; they let us out of school early. He's coming home, he is really coming home." Annie said tears of joy streaming from her face. She could hear the other fishermen's comments around her but the recognition in Mr. Odair's face and then the dawning of what had happened.

"My boys coming home, my boy, my Finnick a victor," He said pulling me into a hug.

"MY BOYS COMING HOME!" He screamed and Annie giggled.

Finnick was coming home the nightmare was over.


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