A/N.

I AM SO SORRY! I know it's been forever since I updated but I have an excuse! I went out for like 4 nights in a row last week and then I had a date on valentine's day, and I've been studying like mad! Please bear with me, stuff has been really stressful with me recently!

Ok, in chapters to come (but not this chapter) the storyline is something that actually happened to me a couple of years ago. It left me really depressed for a while, so I just want to say if any of you readers are going through something like this then let me know through private mail on this and I'll give you my twitter name and I can give you some advice or just listen. It left me in a really bad place and I was so low, and I had no-one to talk to and it was just baaaad. So if anyone wants to talk I'm here!

Enjoy x

Chapter 15 - October

Katniss and Peeta got changed into normal clothes and took another cab to Finnick's house. The door was jar, so they let themselves in.

"Finnick?" Katniss called, heading towards Finnick's bedroom. Peeta followed, getting worried. Finnick was never this quiet. Every time Katniss and Peeta had come her before, as soon as they had gotten in the door Finnick would be there welcoming them.

Katniss hurried down the hallway towards Finnick's bedroom, throwing open the door when she got there. Peeta heard her gasp, so he followed her in. From what Peeta could see, Finnick was sitting on the ground, slumped against the wall. Katniss put a hand on his forehead and gasped, letting out a quiet sob. She turned to Peeta and began to panic.

"C-Call an ambulance! Now Peeta!" Katniss screamed. Peeta took one look at Finnick and pulled out his phone. Finnick had a two-inch gash on his forehead, which was bleeding heavily. The crimson liquid was flowing over his eye at an alarming pace.

"H-Hello, I need an ambulance. Now." Peeta continued to give the address and details of the injury, while Katniss got some towels and tried to stop the bleeding. Finnick was conscious, but unaware of everything that was happening. He may as well have been sleeping. Katniss took Finnick's pulse for the third time to check if he was still there, and then turned over and slumped against the wall beside him. Tears welled in her eyes.

"Who would do this to him?" she quietly sobbed, and Peeta lowered himself down beside her. She turned to him and buried her head in his shirt, still crying. He held her until they heard the ambulance sirens five minutes later.

Two paramedics burst into the room and got straight to work. One pulled out some sterile cloths and the other sprayed the wound with a clear liquid that smelled like aloe-vera. The small stream of blood that was still trickling out of the wound stopped, and Peeta felt Katniss relax with slight relief.

"Is he going to be ok? We don't know what happened, we just came in and he was-"

The paramedic stopped her. "He should be fine, but we'll need to take a scan of his head and confirm. You can follow us to the hospital if you want."

With that they unfolded a stretcher and gently placed Finnick on it. They lifted him and took him out to the ambulance, which was still running outside.

Peeta took Katniss' hand and tried to re-assure her. "He'll be fine Katniss, you know that. And we'll find out who did it. Don't worry."

"I know, Peeta, but who could do this to him. He never hurt anyone. It isn't fair." Katniss began to cry again, and Peeta directed her to Finncik's car, intending to drive them to the hospital.

Katniss and Peeta got to the hospital ten minutes after the ambulance, and because Katniss was on an internship in this hospital a few months back, she was allowed into Finnick's room. When they entered, Finnick was sitting up in his bed staring blankly at the wall.

"Finnick?" It was well past three in the morning, and Peeta could hear the exhaustion creeping in to Katniss' voice.

Finnick snapped out of whatever daze he was in and looked at Katniss. He gave her a wonky smile. "Hey."

Katniss let out a relieved sigh and rushed to his bed to hug him. "What happened Finnick? You scared me to death!"

Finnick's grin slipped off his face, and he averted his eyes to his lap. "Can we talk about it later?"

"Of course." Katniss smiled at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. A gesture like that should have made Peeta jealous, but it was obvious that it was more of a friendly love than anything passionate or romantic. Besides, he wasn't really sure that he could be in the position to be jealous. They had only kissed three times, hadn't been on a date since he came to America, and Katniss hadn't even mentioned the word boyfriend to him.

Just then, a doctor entered the room. She was tall, blonde and probably in her mid-thirties.

"I have to take Mr. Odair for his scan now." Finnick got out of his bed and followed her out of the door, after whispering something about how hot the doctor was to Peeta. Peeta shook his head and chuckled at the fact that even when he was in hospital, Finnick was still a ladies man. Suddenly a thought occurred to him.

"How did you and Finnick meet?" Peeta asked, curious.

Katniss eyes shot up, and she looked embarrassed. "We.. We went on a date." Peeta was shocked to hear this. Katniss seemed like the last person that Finnick would pursue.

"And how did that happen?" Peeta was half joking, half serious.

"Well, we met at a bar on my seventeenth birthday, and I'm not surprised that he approached me. I was dressed just like the skanks he usually goes after. Against my will. He came up to me and tried flirting, but I wasn't falling for any of it. I saw right through him. He asked me out at least ten times, so I said yes because he was getting annoying." Katniss was laughing slightly at this point.

"Sounds.. Weird." Peeta offered, as it was the only word that came to mind when he thought of Finnick and Katniss on a date.

"It really was. We had a great time, and he kissed me at the end but we both agreed that it was totally disgusting. He asked for my number and called me the next day, and we talked for hours. We decided that we would be so much better off as just friends, and I was so happy. I mean, he saved me. I never told him this, but I was verging on depression when I met him. Life in general was horrible."

Peeta smiled, and realised that if it wasn't for Finnick, he probably wouldn't have been able to find Katniss. He owed him a lot. He and Finnick had grown close over the last few months, like brothers.

"Well then, it sounds like I owe him too." Peeta smiled.

"What for?"

"For making you happy. I can't stand to see you sad."

Katniss beamed at him. "Well, I don't think I've ever been happier than I have been in the last few weeks. Thank you."

Peeta gave her another smile, and leaned in to give her a peck on the lips. Life was good.

A/N.

Well, I just wanted to say sorry again for the wait on this chapter! I have been suuuper busy and life has been fucking stressful and ugh! More exams this week so another slow update, I'm really sorry! I love each and every one of you readers, please keep reviewing and telling me what you think. Suggestions and everything are welcome!