A/N: Hi everyone! So this is it! Thanks to all of you who have read this whole thing! :D I know I didn't write the battle or what happened during those few months in District 13, but in all fairness we all knew what happened so I didn't think you guys wanted to reread it. However, I will say a few things just to make it crystal clear! So, Katniss became the Mockingjay with Cato at her side (duh) and they basically did the same thing as they did in the book, like the video messages and such. But one thing I needed to change was Prim and Finnick dying! I was never okay with that in the book so they're living in this #sorrynotsorry. Snow was killed by Katniss when they went to the fight at the Capitol (which they won) and Cato has killed president Coin because he and Katniss didn't trust her. He was imprisoned but Haymitch was able to save his neck by declaring him to have been taken over by insanity at the time and now he is waiting to be relocated to another District. So now, basically the entire clan is back in District 13 :) Also, this first bit of this chapter is almost entirely Prim's POV because I've always believed she was a very important character and if she was given the chance to live I think she would have been one of those people who really sees everything, you know what I mean? So yeah, if you're wondering why it's told from her perspective that's why.

On a more random note, I have somethings I wanted to tell you guys that I forgot to add into the last chapter! One is that I was listening to Fragile Bird by City and Colour and it made me think of Finn and Annie /3 and the second was, for any of you Game of Thrones viewers, I got the idea for Cato's burned face from the character of Sandor (the Hound). Ok, enough of my crazy long authors note. Enjoy guys!

Dear diary,

I know I haven't written in you for a while, but I have some things to tell you. The last thing I wrote was that we came here to District 13 because our home was destroyed. I can't believe it's been seven months since that day! We actually just came back from District 12. Well, what's left of it. Katniss wanted to go back to see if the picture of dad was still there but it wasn't, which made her sad.

Cato and Gale went with us. I'm pretty sure they don't like each other very much, and I even heard Gale make fun of Cato's scar. I couldn't believe it! He said it to mom, but she got really angry at him because of it. Some of the little kids are scared of him and that makes him sad. He tries not to show it, but I know that he is.

Everyone is still trying to recover from the battle at the Capitol. It's been hard on everyone, especially Katniss, she was the Mockingjay after all. She wouldn't tell me everything that happened because she said I was too young. Did I tell you I was in the hospital at the time? Well, I was. Before the fight at the Capitol, I was helping the other doctors, but one day when we were out some bombs went off. I didn't even realize they were there, which was so stupid of me. Cato did though. He got me out- and I will always be indebted to him because if he wasn't there that day, than I wouldn't be here today.

Anyway, I should really be packing. Mom and I are going to go to District 11 because we've heard that the people there are sick and a lot are dying. Thanks for listening, diary. I'll write soon.

Prim closes the book and holds it tightly in her hands. Her mother had gotten her this diary because she was worried about Prim bottling up her emotions. She stands up, taking the book with her and throwing it into the small bag that has her belongings. Well, that's it. She's ready to go to District 11. However, before she goes, she has a few stops to make.

She grabs a handful of sugar cubes- she keeps them in a jar beside her bed- and goes through the steely grey hallways until she reaches her desired room. She opens the door quietly and peeks in to find it's one resident; Finnick Odair.

Finnick survived the war... Well, most of him did. When he was fighting, the Capitol decided to release their lizard Mutts against them as a defense. Finnick lost his left leg because of them. When the lizards would bite, their fangs would release a poison which would work it's way up to the victims heart and eventually cause it to stop. Because of this, the only way to save Finn when he got bitten was to cut off his leg. Cato held him down while Katniss sawed off his leg.

Prim walks in and closes the door behind her. The sugar cubes are still in her hand but the heat from her skin are causing them to crumble. She walks to Finnick, who's in his wheelchair, and kneels beside him. He glances at her and a small smile appears on his lips.

"Hey, Rosie."

"Hi, Finn." she responds with a smile. She extends her hand out and waits for him to open his fingers. When he does she lets the sugar cubes drop into his palm, one by one. "Mom and I have to go away for a while. I promise I'll keep in touch and I'll tell Katniss where I keep the sugar cubes. Will you be alright?" she asks him. Finnick pops a sugar cube into his mouth and smiles again at her.

"Don't worry about me, little rose. I'll be fine."

The next stop she makes is to Cato. He's still being held as a prisoner for killing President Coin, but she hopes he'll be released soon. The cell they're holding him in is small and cramped, much too tiny for the large boy. No, not a boy anymore. He's a man now.

She walks toward him and gently knocks against the glass wall separating them. He glances up and she smiles at him. He stands and goes to the glass wall. He raises his arm and leans against the wall, taking in the sight of the little girl. His scar has turned into a flesh color now, but despite the destroyed skin, his icy blue eyes are still managing to shine.

"Mom and I have to go away for a while to District 11. I just wanted to say goodbye before I left." she says quietly.

"Katniss told me you were leaving. Good luck but please be careful." he says quietly.

Prim nods. She begins toying with her hands and waits for a moment before answering. "I'll be careful. Will you be alright?" she asks him quietly.

He snorts and straightens to his full height. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."

Saying goodbye to her sister was the worst. She found Katniss sprawled out on her bed, her hair a tangled mess around her shoulders and her lumpy, grey clothes now have a bit of an odor. Prim shakes her shoulder to wake her up. Katniss jumps and looks up at her young sister, trying to make her grey eyes focus. Then she remembers Prim is going to be leaving her. She sits up and wraps her arms around her fair sister immediately. They don't say goodbye, they hate saying goodbye to each other. So instead, Prim asks her a question.

"Will you be alright?"

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." Katniss whispers.

Prim bites her lip and hugs her sister tighter. The same answer from three different people. I'll be fine is all she seems to hear these days.

Once Katniss unravels herself from their embrace, Prim leaves. She finds her mother and board the Hovercraft. She sits on the cold steel seats and thinks about the people she has just visited. What will happen to them? Will they be able to pick themselves up and continue their lives? Or will they just commit suicide like some other people decided to do. Will they give into their sadness and their misery like so many others have?

Prim begins fiddling with the hem of her dress again.

"Please let them be safe. Please protect them," she prays quietly.

It's been a week since Prim left and Cato has finally found out where he is to be sent to live out the rest of his life. And that place is District 12. When Katniss hears the news she comes barging through the guards and goes straight to his cell. He's lying on his cot, trying to get some rest before his journey to 12, but Katniss bangs on the glass wall, causing him to jolt awake and then tumble off the small cot.

"For fuck sakes," he mutters and looks up to see who's stupid enough to be bothering him. But then he sees the familiar dark hair and grey eyes. He stands up and goes to the wall, pressing his hand against the glass. "What are you doing here?" he asks her softly.

She's looking at him with determination in her eyes. "I'm going with you."

"What?" he asks, surprised at her remark.

"I'm going with you to 12. It's my home anyway but I want to go with you." she tells him.

"Katniss, you don't have to do this-"

"No. I'm going with you because... Because I think I love you, Cato. And you love me too. They won't seperate us, not now. Not after everything we've been through."

Cato knows there's no point in arguing and he doesn't want to. Because she's right; he does love her. He's loved her for a long time.

Seven years later

Cato stands on the porch of his home. The sun is rising and the smell in the air is that of dew and wildflowers. It's been five years since he's arrived at District 12 with Katniss and he can say, for once in his life, he feels... Happy. Despite everything that has happened to him, he still feels happy. The reasons for his happiness are in the house. Katniss, his beautiful Katniss, who has never left his side since they've arrived here. She even saw him break down-which had been one of his biggest fears- and she just held him while he sobbed. She didn't leave him, she didn't mock him. She just held him and kissed him.

He turns around and walks back into the house, trying his best to be as silent as possible, because there's something else in his life that is bring him great joy and it's asleep upstairs. It's their baby girl named Zasha. Cato carefully makes his way up the stairs to the two-year olds room. He can hear her giggling. He opens the door and finds the child awake and sitting up in her crib. He walks over to her and scoops her up in his strong arms. She giggles again and nestles into the crook of his neck.

When Katniss first discovered she was pregnant, she wanted to get rid of the baby immediately. She didn't want anything to do with raising a kid. How was she supposed to do it if she couldn't even take care of herself? Cato's begs meant nothing to her and just went in one ear and out the other. He desperately wanted the baby, but in the end he knew it should be her choice. Surprisingly, it was Haymitch, who had moved back to 12 as well, that convinced her to keep the baby. He sat her down and told her that he knew that she was scared, but they all needed something to bring them back to life, including her, and this baby could be the way to do it. And, for once, Katniss actually listened to her mentor. They even named the baby after Haymitch's mother.

Cato presses his lips to Zasha's forehead and the baby reaches up and presses her soft hand directly on to Cato's scarred skin. The scar doesn't scare her at all, like it doesn't scare her mother. Cato carries the baby out of the room and to the room her shares with Katniss. The latter is asleep on the bed, her wild hair covering the entire pillow so no white is visible. The blanket covers her body, but can't hide her now growing stomach. She found out she was pregnant again about three months ago. Once again, it took another talk from Haymitch to convince her to keep the child because she was just as scared as the first time. She's a tough woman though, so she can handle this pregnancy better than the first one.

Cato hears the door downstairs open and then soft footsteps come up the stairs. A moment later Prim comes into the room. She's nineteen now and has grown into a beautiful woman. She has her hair braided into a bun and her blue eyes shine against her pale skin. She smiles at the sight of her sleeping sister, then goes and collects her niece into her arms.

"Mom's downstairs. I'm going to bring Zasha to her." she whispers to Cato. He nods and kisses his child before Prim caries her downstairs.

Cato sits back and looks over at Katniss beside him. Everyday he's amazed that, despite everything she's been through, she's survived and continues to fight everyday. Cato leans down and presses his lip to her cheek.

"I love you." he whispers.

"I love you too," she responds. He didn't expect to hear an answer from her, but it makes him smile regardless.

He turns his body so he's enveloping her. He wraps his arm around her and she leans back into his embrace. Last night, neither of them had a nightmare so it was a good night. Cato rests his chin on her shoulder, and that's when something catches his attention. A letter on her nightstand.

"Who's that from?" he asks her.

She smiles before answering. "It's from Finn. He got married a few weeks back to a woman named Astrid. He said he was sorry that he couldn't have us come, but it was just the two of them. He said they'll come visit soon. Here's a picture of them." She reaches over and takes a small photo from the table and hands it to him. The photo shows Finn in his wheelchair and a beautiful woman beside him. She's grinning and has her arms wrapped around his shoulders. She has soft brown eyes and long blonde hair that tumbles over Finnick's shoulders. Finnick has his eyes closed and his face turned towards her, as if he was about to kiss her but then the photo was taken, causing him to stop. Cato wonders if he has his eyes closed because he could pretend the woman was Annie instead of Astrid.

He quickly pushes away the thought and instead hopes that Finn is generally happy with Astrid. He deserves someone to love, and who loves him back. After the accident, Cato was worried Finn would have completely withdrawn into himself after his accident and that he would never have allowed anyone to become close to him again. Maybe it was this woman who had drawn him back into life.

Cato puts the picture back on the night stand and buries his face into the crook of her neck. Her skin feels so soft against his scar. He's still not comfortable with the scar, how can anyone be comfortable having that thing on their face? But he's learned to deal with it.

He still can't believe that, despite all the odds, they've survived. Finnick has found love again, Haymitch has been able to cut back his drinking- only slightly but that's a start- because of Zasha, who he adores and now he's once again living beside them in District 12. Katniss has embraced her role as a mother and has managed to make her family her top priority. Prim has become a doctor and along with her mother, she travels the Districts helping anyone who needs them.

But...

Along with the good, there's always bad. Finnick can never walk again. Cato and Katniss are plagued with nightmares and sometimes break down for no reason. It happened the last week to him. He was just chopping an onion, but then memories of using a knife to kill someone hit him like a train and Katniss found on the floor, the knife still in his hand. He had cut himself to make the memories stop. Sometimes he still thinks of Syra, who was so damaged and beyond repair no one could have saved her. Despite knowing this, he still finds himself thinking of some way he could have helped.

When he gets like this, he has to remember what Haymitch once told him...

"We've had a fucking bad life, kid. I'm not going to sugar coat this shit and say you'll be able to stop having nightmares or fits, 'cause you won't. But you need to stop beating yourself up over little things you can't change or couldn't have prevented. Yeah, Syra died but you couldn't have saved her anyway because she would have eventually killed herself. You couldn't have stopped Finnick from losing his leg. You can't stop Katniss from having nightmares and fits like you. You couldn't have stopped anything like that. But think of all the things you have done. You saved Prim, Katniss and Finnick. You have that little girl to take care of now and you'll do a good job. Listen to me, kid. We'll be okay now. We'll be okay."

Yes, they will be okay now. They can not only survive- but live. And maybe, just maybe, they'll be one day when they won't cry because they have a knife in their hands, or drink until they're passed out or wake up in the middle of the night because of nightmares. Maybe one day they will no longer have that dull, empty feeling in their chest that is heavy and makes it hard to breathe.

Cato knows that, until that day, that even if he gets that horrible empty feeling in his chest, or that if the thought of using the knife he's holding to cut his wrists, he can go hug Katniss or hold his baby to remind him that not everything is darkness and that there's always something to smile about if you look hard enough, whether that be a baby, the person you love or, simply, a flower growing amongst rubble of the graveyard.

"Deep in the meadow, hidden far away

A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray

Forget your woes and let your troubles lay

And when it's morning again, they'll wash away

Here it's safe, here it's warm

Here the daisies guard you from every harm

Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true

Here is the place where I love you."

― Suzanne Collins