Final Chapter! Eek! Remember that this will continue into being a sequel so don't hate me for what happens. Thanks for everyone who reviewed, it means the world. I know that I sad I would announce the gender earlier, but in order for the story to work out the way I wanted it to, I needed it not be figured out until the baby was born. Thanks to TheGigglingGummyBear for suggesting the name. A bunch of people suggested another name I liked so I chose it for the middle name. :) enjoy.

Cato followed Cinna down the hall looking at all the beeping machines and sick people behind curtains, he shuddered at the thought of Clove being one of those people. Cinna left the ICU and headed down the hallway to an elevator, he motioned Cato in. The elevator music attempted to mask the awkwardness, but it did a lousy job. The elevator stopped on the third floor, the maternity ward.
Cato stopped realizing where he was. Excitement momentarily over came his worry and grief. He was about to meet the rest of his life, his little boy or girl was feet away, he was going to meet them. He was going to get to hold it, count its little toes, fingers, smell its head, nuzzle its stomach, lie awake watching their little chest rise and fall as they slept. He pictured his kid growing up, playing in the yard, its first day of school, graduating school, but that was in the future, he had to meet his kid before all of that stuff.
Cato caught up to Cinna in the hallway, he was standing nursery window. Cinna smiled at all of the babies. there are so many, Cato thought. How will I know which one is mine. His worry about Cove was momentarily shoved out of his head in anticipation for meeting his child. He smiled at Cinna, they hadn't exchanged any words. Cinna waved to the nurse and motioned at Cato, the Nurse smiled back, and left the nursery. She came up to Cinna and Cato.
"Sir I'm going to take you to meet your child now," the nurse whose name tag read Lavinia said. She smiled at Cato's worried Face.

"Don't worry, you're not the first person to be scared about meeting there baby. Besides your child won't know if your a bad father or not."
She smiled again and led Cato down the hall into a nursing room. Another nurse was there but there was no sign of Clove.

"Where's Clove?"
Cato asked. The nurses just ignored him and picked up a bundle of clothes and handed it to Cato, gently putting the delicate bundle in his arms.

"Cato Bradley I'd like you to meet your daughter."
His daughter, Cato smiled, his daughter, his little princess, he smiled down at the baby in the pink bundles. Looking at his daughters rosy cheeks, he felt as if his heart would burst from Joy. She looked just like her mother but with Cato's eyes and hair, otherwise she was Clove's spitting image. He looked at the nurses and handed them his phone in order for them to take a picture of him with his baby. He smiled and held the baby as the flash went off.
"Your the only girl for me now, he cooed at his baby," he sat down in the rocking chair and the room and rocked his daughter as the nurse looked at him.
"Do you have a name picked out?" The other nurse asked.
"No..." He had never thought of baby names, he always figured Clove would be the one to pick out the name.
"I figured Clove would have a name picked out. Where is she? Is she all right?"
The nurses looked sad, and one called for a doctor with a button on the wall.
"Paging Dr. to room 307 please." She said over the intercom.
A couple of minutes later a middle aged man with a scruffy beard and a lab coat came in.

" I'm Dr. Haymitch Abernathy. I'm the one who relived your daughter."
If Clove was able to deliver the baby that meant she was alive right? If so where was she?
"How is Clove, is she alright may I talk to her?"
"Mr. Bradley, I'm sorry to tell you but... She was dead when she arrived, we had to retrieve your daughter out of her stomach, I'm sorry."
Dead? How could Clove be dead? She was stronger than this? Dead? Cato gulped and jumped up startling the sleeping baby in his arms. The baby shrieked and Cato sat back down rocking his now mother less child.
"Dead?" Cato asked his voice cracking, "can I at least see her body?"
"I'm sorry but her body has already been claimed,"
"By who?Maybe I can talk to them..."
"I'm sorry sir but that information is classified, I wouldn't linger on Clove's death sir. You have other things to worry about, like your daughter's name for instance..."
"Lillian, Lillian Joy. Lillian Joy Bradley. Lilly." The name for his daughter flowed off his tongue. Lilian for his mother, and Joy for the happiness he felt when he first saw his daughter. Tears flowed to his eyes thinking about his child growing up without a mother. He couldn't help it when glistening tear rolled down his face and on to his daughter's. Be strong Cato, you have to know... For your baby for Clove...

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"Surprise!" came Glimmer's voice in the darkness, "I figured out how to disappear forever..."

A.N- sooooooo yeah. Sorry about all the feels I broke and the terrible cliffhanger. You can expect the sequel in Juneish. I'm so happy you all took the time to read my story. I guess this is goodbye until than...
-Mrs. Kílí Mellark.