A/N: I know I said I would update last week but I live in England and we've been having really crazy weather and basically we had really strong winds and it cut my internet off. I'm
very sorry, as always reviews are appreciated.
Effie wasn't sure just how long she had been asleep, she wasn't really that sure of anything anymore The only thing that she could remember from the past few days was the same doctor reassuring a voice that she would be ok. Who the voice belonged to was still a mystery, she couldn't open her eyes to see who it was. But whoever it was, their presence seemed to calm her down and she had often heard the doctor say that her heat returned to a normal pace when the person was around.
The day Effie finally did open her eyes, nobody was around. At first she had thought that she was back in her prison cell, she let out an ear splitting scream which alerted the nurses and they ran to her. "NO!" She sobbed "no no no, leave. Dont hurt me." She felt one of the nurses arms reach around her and her soft voice reminding her that she was in 13 "you're safe now dear. I promise" the woman's comforting voice finally calmed her down and her breathing returned to normal "you must not thrash like that dear" she explained "you see, you have a few broken ribs and throwing yourself around like that will only make it worse." Under normal circumstances Effie would have told her to not be so patronising as it wasn't polite but when she tried to speak her voice was hoarse and sore, probably from lack of use. The nurse smiled at her then and sat up "now, if you're feeling up to it I believe you have a visitor. Your fiancée, he's been awfully worried about you, though I doubt very much he would admit that." A look of confusion flashed across the former escorts face, who on earth was the person talking about? It was highly unlikely anyone in 13 liked her enough to visit her, she had heard one of the nursers saying the sooner that Effie went back to the capitol. But now there was someone here to see her? A fake fiancée no less. She was so invested in her thoughts that she didn't hear the double doors opening and closing. Nor did she hear the heavy footsteps making their way to her bed. When the person finally spoke, Effie jumped slightly "you ok there princess?" As soon as Effie heard the voice her head snapped up and she frowned. There, stood next to her bed as slightly yellow look Haymitch stood. "H-Haymitch?" She stuttered feeling her cheeks quickly becoming pink. She could hear her step mothers voice in her head 'its not good form to stutter, ladies annunciate'. Haymitch said nothing else but offered her a trade mark smirk and sat on the old chair that was next to her bed. Thats how it was for it was for a long time. Haymitch would come to see her, neither of them would speak but they would sit together, in a comfortable silence. Effie wasn't sure if she wanted to speak but she also wasn't sure what to say, which was a first. Effie always had something to say, even if it was just correcting somebody's posture or explaining to a tribute how a knife and fork worked. Effie was very happy with their arrangement though, she was glad to have the company even if the company was Haymitch. It isnt just Haymitch though a voice in her head told her, she chose to ignore it. Since the day she turned 18, her step-mother had Effie meeting up with potential suitors. Effie had always brushed them off, she was to focused on finding herself a good job to have a husband.
Haymitch had been visiting her for a week or so when he did finally said something other than "you ok princess?" He had walked in that day, looking more miserable than usual. A deep frown on his features, he had stormed into the room and sat him self down. "Effie" he grumbled, his voice sounded strained and hoarse "the doctors said you're doing well enough to go home" at first Effie thought he had finished speaking and he would leave but he pressed his lips together and took an deep breath "Coin...president Coin. You'll meet her soon enough, she wants you to be here when.." he trailed of and looked down into his lap. "When what?" Effie whispered, she wasn't sure if she could manage anything other than that and as weak as she sounded, she knew it was the truth. Haymitch seemed to be struggling with his next words "when Katniss executes Snow" he finally says.