I let the waves roll freely around me, the water sinking in. I haven't cried so publicly in all my life. I don't tell myself to stop though, because I'm sure Johanna is doing the same thing in a forest of trees, Seeder in a field, and Katniss wherever she happens to go where no one can hear her screams or see her eyes flood with tears.

I can hear the party coming to a halt behind me, but I don't move. After a while, I'm sitting in the dark, just moments before laughter filled the air. It never comes to my mind that maybe I should get up and move on with life. Rationalizing doesn't do any good either.

I know they will have a reaping. There are lots of victors in 4, but my chances are more likely than theirs is. Mentally and physically I'm not too bad and people still love me in the Capitol. I know I can still work a trident, if I can get one. I'm not sure about the female tribute. I hope and pray that it isn't Annie. She wasn't the strongest to begin with and putting someone of her stability back in an arena would cause major issues.

I don't want to volunteer because I might lose her, but I also know that I will be expected to win. I try to think of something else, which fails, so I tell myself to think about why. Everyone knows that this wasn't planned seventy five years ago. It was probably written five minutes before and the old copy was burnt so no one would know.

I don't think it was because of me. In fact, I know it. Katniss and Peeta, they are the reasons this has happened. I don't blame them for it. I'm not that type of person. I just feel bad for Peeta. They obviously had different intentions and now Peeta is being dragged along into this mess because of Katniss.

It seems like hours later when I hear footsteps behind me and I see out of the corner of my eye that Daniel has sat next to me. He doesn't talk which is good. I'm not sure what I would say. IT would probably be a strange mixture of tears, screams, and normal conversation. After a while, when I seemed to have calmed myself down slightly, I turn to him.

"When I'm gone, can you do one thing for me?" I ask him. He nods, willing to do anything at this point.

"Start the rebellion here. Bigger than what is going on right now, with us not sending out product. I'm talking complete shutdown. I don't want us to be like 2 and go along with it," I tell him.

"Of course. Just one question, should I tell your family you are going to stay here or are you going to come back to civilization at any point?" He asks. I sigh. I want to stay here forever but that isn't realistic. Of course, a fourteen year old winning the games wasn't realistic. But, this is different. I'm older and stronger and if that means going back home and acting like nothing happened is what I need to do, that's what I will do.

"Yeah, let's go," I say. I get up, my wet clothes sticking to my body as I walk uncomfortably to my house. We separate and I walk down Victor's Village, looking at all the occupied houses knowing that soon two will be empty, prematurely. Our families will be kicked out too. I find my house, but I just don't have the will to push open the door and face my family. I cross around to the back of the house and open the door to the porch that has a roof over it.

I finally fall asleep in one of the chairs on the porch. My dreams are filled with the arena.

"Do you think I need to train? Get back in shape?" I ask Daniel. We are at the candy store; where I have taken over to both let Noah have some time with Jessica and to get my mind off things. I'm currently moving some of the tables back from the beach into the store.

"Are you kidding me? If you lost any part of Finnick before, they wouldn't still be shipping you over there every four months. You're fine, but moving some more of these boxes wouldn't hurt you," he says, sitting on one of the tables I've already gotten ready.

"Yeah, you should help, too. I don't even have to be here!" I say, dragging some more chairs in from the back room.

"I don't really think that too many people are happy about this. The Capitol people love you and if, you know, something happens would be devastating for them," he explains. He gets up and brings the chairs over to an empty table.

"Okay, let's say something doesn't happen. Then what?"

"You lead the rebellion and become a Hunger Games all-star."

"You really think the rebellion is going to happen?"

"If is not the question at this point. It is a fact. It's happening. Now."

Please review! Next chapter is going to be mainly Finnick/Annie. What do you guys think of the rumored Finnick, Sam Claflin? He seems good as far as the action goes because he was in Pirates of the Carribean, but Finnick is so much more than that! But for now, it is just a rumor. Oh, and we have a Wiress, who I think is perfect!