Katniss Pov:

"There are certain people in this world that know you more than anyone else. Those are the people you surround yourself with. There are times that they know you better than yourself. They will always be there for you."

Another piece of my father's wisdom echoes in my head while I am looking for Haymitch. Despite the multiple disagreements that we have had over past few months, the man has been the closest thing to a best friend and father figure that I can ask for.

So, I know without a doubt that he should be the first one besides me that should know about Finnick and Johanna's return. Although I trust Peeta, my trust for Haymitch is much higher. Even though this is somewhat ironic since Peeta has not lied to me like Haymitch has. I guess I need to address with him as soon as possible.

But in my mind, that can take a backseat for now due to Finnick's (and Johanna's, I didn't forget) return.

I knock persistently on Haymitch's door until I hear an annoyed, "I'M COMING! I'M COMING! STOP POUNDING ON THE GODDAMN DOOR BEFORE I RIP YOUR FUCKING ARM OFF!"

The door flings open to reveal an extremely hung over and pissed off Haymitch.

"As great as it is to see you sweetheart, why the hell are you knocking on my door so insistently at midnight?" Haymitch asks with slight annoyance.

I answer, "Sorry, for waking you up, your highness. But this is actually important. Hear me out."

"Is this about the rebellion?"

"No."

"Is this about Snow?"

"No."

"Is this about Coin?"

"Kinda…"

"Kinda? Are you just saying that so that I don't slam the door in your face?"

"Partially, but it has to do with her as well at the same time."

"You have 5 seconds before I slam the door in your face sweetheart."

"Haymitch! This is serious news!"

"4 seconds."

"If you just listen…"

"3 seconds."

"This is important!"

"2 seconds…"

"Finnick and Johanna are back alive!"

"1 sec… Wait what? They were not due to arrive until 5 am! Where are Coin's soldiers?"

This news seems to instantly cause Haymitch to sober up and not appear as if he was hung over a minute ago.

"I would imagine being pissed off that their goal is not where they expected them to be."

"Wait, they rescued themselves?"

"It appears so. Still want to slam the door in my face?"

"Only because you didn't tell me sooner. I'm guessing that you want me to talk to Coin." Haymitch says rather than asking.

"Well, considering the fact that I'm not exactly high on Coin's list right now, it might be better that you tell her. Lest she blame something on me again."

Haymitch sighs while he chuckles, "I know that you and she aren't exactly on the best terms. And I know that this is not the best situation. But this is the best that we can afford to get, as well as they are offering us protection while fighting against the Capitol. Alright. I'll go. You can't say that I don't do anything for you sweetheart, considering the fact that I am waking up Coin."

Haymitch starts to close the door, before I shove my foot in its path and ask, "You aren't going to go back to bed and fall asleep again, are you?"

"No, no I won't. I like Finnick and Johanna enough not to do that to them. Plus, you won't leave me alone until you know for certain that I am talking to Coin since you are too scared to do so yourself…"

"Thank you?" I ask while rolling my eyes.

"You are most certainly welcome. See? Was it so hard to thank me?" Haymitch responds with sarcasm while ignoring my own sarcasm.

"Now if you excuse me, I need to go change if I want to look halfway presentable while getting my head ripped off for waking up Coin. Wish me luck Katniss."

He closes the door before I can answer.

Whatever, I wasn't going to wish him luck anyway. He somehow has this magic ability to charm the pants off anyone besides me and Peeta anyway. He'll probably have Coin eating out of his hand before I know it.

I return to the hospital to see Finnick just getting out of surgery. All other thoughts leave my mind as I sprint up to his bedside. I am grateful that Finnick was able to return to me. Otherwise, my guilt would have been immense if I never would have had the chance to tell him.

Still though, I don't feel as if I deserve him.

The silent minutes alone with him has brought the doubts back to my head. This makes my mind reel further into its silent depression.

He has done so much.

He saved Peeta, even though no one would have held it against him if he just simply got onto the ship after saving me.

He saved me multiple times during the Games, without asking for anything in return.

He didn't retaliate when I broke his heart cruelly, even though most people would have done so in the same circumstance.

"Far from the truth Katniss, you guys deserve each other."

The voice makes me jump, since I didn't hear anyone enter the room. I turn around to see Peeta looking at me with a sad smile on his face.

"I… I just don't know. He has done so much. And I have nothing to give him." I mumble sadly while turning back to Finnick's sleeping form.

I hear Peeta sigh, "That's not true. You may have not physically saved him, but you saved him emotionally. After that whole Annie Cresta debacle…"

I turn back to Peeta and give him a confused look while I ask, "What do you mean Annie Cresta debacle?"

"It isn't my place to say. I only know because Johanna told me the basic story, although I don't know the whole story. I think that it would be better for Finnick to tell you. Since he knows the story best."

"Oh. I'll remember to ask him when the timing is right." I respond while stifling a yawn.

"You aren't exactly known for your fantastic timing Katniss." Peeta jokes, making me laugh for the first time in what feels like forever.

"You look exhausted Katniss. I can keep an eye on him while you sleep. You want to look your best for him okay?"

I want to argue, but my fatigue is getting the best of me.

"Alright. Promise to wake me up as soon as he wakes up?" I ask while drowsily walking away.

Peeta gives me a genuine smile while opening the door for me, "Of course. Get some rest. You deserve it."

I pass out as soon as my head hits the pillow.

My dreams are more happy than normal, as the hope of Finnick consumes my mind.