District Four had dived into a new set of peaceful days that the victors couldn't be any more grateful for. Weeks after Coin's assassination, most of them had been rushed out of the Capitol and brought back to their respective districts—all but those who attended Katniss' trial. Although Katniss had never been present in it, Liv could only hope she had heard about Peeta's masterful manipulation of the rebels' opinion. He had taken their idealised version of The Mockingjay and broken it to pieces, then turned them into the remnants of Katniss Everdeen's tragic story.
Despite being pretty stressful days for them, Liv quite enjoyed the recent leeway the doctors had awarded her for her amnesiac title. Very few people knew she had recovered most of her memories—up to the Quarter Quell she remembered with a great deal of exactitude—yet Capitol people and rebels alike dismissed it as a temporary situation. She wasn't allowed to testify as a witness, much less have any participation outside of spectator during the trial. Peeta and Finnick, however, included whatever information she remembered to shatter Coin's recent idealisation. In the end, Katniss was declared mentally unstable and taken back to Twelve in a Hovercraft without public notice.
Less than a week later, another awaited at the mansion's rooftop to send the few victors left back to their homes. They needn't wait long to arrive at District Four, as it was the first stop. Minerva ran out of the Hovercraft with visible joy, though she eventually turned back around to give Peeta a long, crushing hug. She promised him to visit. In fact, she, along with Liv, assure him he'd be seeing them so much he would end up tired of them. Peeta laughed it off, saying that such a thing could never happen. Then, while everyone waved him goodbye, the Hovercraft took off into the sky and disappeared somewhere beyond the woods.
Though property became a hazy concept after the war, Piscia gathered what 'little'—or at least she claimed—she had saved up and bought a tiny old cottage near the beach. The owner, a girl in her early twenties with deep red bushy hair, seemed quite glad to give it away. Months later, Katniss wrote in one of her regular letters about a boy she had met recently, who looked so similar to Peeta that she couldn't believe they weren't related, and who was giving a girl with bushy red hair some kind of 'tour' around Twelve.
As schools returned to their routine, Minerva signed herself up for a program that would help young war medics continue their education. Annie wrote about it all to Katniss, who told Prim, and somehow got the very same program to schedule immediate classes in a mere month. Johanna had a harder time keeping in touch than Katniss and Peeta, though her letters weren't any less surprising. Her last one had been a single sentence, "Come fetch me at Four's train station the day after you've received this letter".
Bright and early on the following day, Liv and Finnick stood at District Four's platform awaiting the weekly train that brought both visitors and supplies. Johanna stepped down, dragging a heavy-looking trunk with her, which she forgot about the moment her gaze met Liv's. The way they hugged, anybody would think they hadn't seen each other in years. However, great part of the Cresta family, including Finnick and Angel, had spent part of the summer in District Twelve, where Johanna stayed for a couple of weeks in Katniss' house.
"Four is no District Seven," said Johanna quietly, which became a great surprise for the couple, "but it'll do for a new home."
"I sure hope so," replied Liv, taking Johanna's trunk right out of her hands to guide her up to the road leading straight to Victor's Village. "You'll be staying at the Village with us, won't you? Piscia and Minerva wouldn't dare move into the vacant houses—they said those ought to be only for victors and whatnot."
Johanna took up the offer without a second thought, though, just as quickly, got Gianna to move in with her. Opposite to them, Theo moved to an empty house all on his own. He didn't seem to mind, though Liv would often find him pacing through Victor's Village sometime around midnight. He would never accept to have a sleepover, but they had spent many nights watching television, specially Caesar's newest show, 'Heroes Or Victims?', in which he went over Sixty-five years of Hunger Games—those before the eleventh having been lost somehow—covering their tributes, and the eventual 'victors'.
On the first day of winter, Annie and Angel received news worth celebrating for days to come. Their adoption submission had been reviewed and approved. Soon enough, the orphanage, which had bustled with more children than they could care for, would contact them to let them meet their child. When Katniss and Peeta heard of it through their letters, they decided to pay a long visit, bringing Katniss' mother, Prim, and Haymitch along.
A week later, after spending half a day out in town, Annie and Angel came back with a delightful seven-year-old boy named Charlie who clutched onto Annie's hand as he walked. He had bright yellow hair and eyes so clear brown they seemed orange. When they would have expected to meet the little boy a little later on, as he would first have to get used to his new life, Liv and Finnick ran into him the following day about an hour before noon. His big brown eyes set upon Finnick while fiddling his shirt and said, "Mister, do you know where my mums live? All houses look the same".
"Your mums, huh?" Finnick knelt in front of the child, grabbing a hold of his hand to say. "Of course I know, Charlie. Did they not tell you yet? Everyone in these houses is your family. I'm your uncle. My name's Finnick." He motioned to Liv, who bent forward with a smile. "She's your aunt. Her name's Liv. She's your Mum Annie's sister."
Charlie grew fond of 'Uncle Finn', enough to spend countless afternoon's at their house, playing whatever game they could think of. That, until Annie or Angel would have to take him back home for supper. He took a month to learn how to pout, and less than two to throw his first tantrum, though neither meant Angel would give in.
"He's adorable," said Finnick, setting up the table for supper just moments after Angel picked up Charlie. "Reminds me a lot of Angel. We better brace ourselves for when he learns how to argue."
"Would you like something like that?" Liv mumbled, setting the cups near the plates as she spoke. "Do you want children?"
Finnick froze on the spot. "I won't lie. I think they're lovely."
"Thought you would." Liv smiled. "It's obvious how much you adore Charlie."
"If you don't want them…" he began, but she shook her head firmly.
"I would love to form a family one day." She glanced up at him, her smile widening. "Though we might need to think about our wedding first. We've been putting it off for more than a year."
"I don't care where or how," he said, sliding closer to grab a hold of her hand. "As long as you're the bride, I don't mind."
"Almost everyone's already in Four," she mumbled, failing to stifle a chuckle as she continued. "Well, we're not ones to plan things out, are we? Should we recreate our wedding in the meadow? I'm sure my father's got my mother's wedding dress somewhere, and even without that, we've got enough Capitol clothes to make something out of them. If we write to Cario early tomorrow, I'm sure he could show up next week."
Just as expected, Cario appeared in Four on the following train. He had barely any time to greet everyone, including the new member of the family, when he took Liv and locked themselves up to start 'working'. Minutes after noon, she was dressed in the least extravagant yet most elegant and plain wedding dress she had ever seen—a gown similar to her previous interview's wedding dress.
Per Finnick's own petition, they held their small, private event near the shore. Their vows were no different from those they had recited way back before the last reaping, though nobody but them would know. They kissed to seal the union, and Piscia sung Four's ancient song while Cario played the flute. There was senseless dancing and fun galore, leaving the family to spend their evening and part of the night in each other's company with great delight.
Time couldn't fade the memory of that day for Finnick and Liv, and they would often recount it to their children, who were eager to hear tales of their past. When they were old enough, and they had just stared to learn about the Hunger Games at school, Liv showed them her old diary, which Katniss' book had excerpts of. She would have never thought, back when she was writing it, lost and confused in a life that didn't seem hers, that she would ever share her thoughts with anyone else. But her children, like everyone else, needed to know. Memories, that was what the book was all about—putting into a page those things one could never trust the memory to keep. And those she had sent Katniss and Peeta were one of her favourites, as it showed the light that was so easy to overlook inside a world of darkness.
The very first page read, after many crossed out spaces, "Though I'm scared, and I don't know who I am, I can tell, and I'm sure you will too—once I forget—these people who we can't recognise love us more the world."