He meant everything to her. Three years later and she'd still do anything to keep him safe, sacrifice everything to protect him- even if that meant keeping him at an arm's length.
She was the one person who truly knew him. The one person he'd choos...
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By the time the sun had risen, a plan had already been formed. Snow was evacuating the Capitol, which gave them the perfect opportunity to strike. Blending into a mass of frantic people wouldn't be too difficult, all things considered, but only Sawyer and Gale would be accompanying Katniss. No one else.
Peia had promised she'd never leave Finnick again. And she'd meant it. Her hand would be in his up until the second they were rescued or captured. It didn't matter which, just that she would be with him 'till the end. Until forever fell apart.
"How is he?" Sawyer asked in a low voice.
"Burning up, but he's fine. He's in a lot of pain." Peia responded, eyes darting back to the hatch she knew Finnick was safely hidden beneath.
"We're gonna get him help. As soon as this is over, we're getting all of you out."
"And if you can't, we both have pills. If—"
Peia was abruptly cut off by Sawyer shaking his head. "No. No, it's not going to come to that. I won't—"
"No, dad—"
"Peia—"
"Dad," She enunciated, forcing him to fall silent. "If it does, because it could, we have them." She shook her head. "I can't go back there. I can't."
Sawyer instinctively pulled her into an embrace, arms wrapping around her head. "I know. I know, baby."
Peia pulled away momentarily, voice unwavering. "Protect her, dad. Do what you have to do, but come back. Okay? I need you to come back to me."
Sawyer nodded his head, dark eyes flashing with tenderness. "I will. I promise you that. I will."
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Kai swirled his spoon around in his oatmeal, half of it already gone. He'd gotten more of an appetite since being rescued, but still couldn't stomach overly large amounts. And since District 13 was against anything even remotely flavorful, downing an entire bowl of bland-ass oats was almost painful.
Annie was doing pretty much the same thing he was, seated diagonally across from him. It made sense why she wasn't hungry though. She'd been told about the incident. His family was her family and she'd lost them. Bland-ass oats only made it harder for her to want to eat.
Johanna sat on his right, situation similar to theirs. Half of her food was gone and now she was just poking at it. Her elbow was resting on the table, head propped up in her palm as she toyed with the stupid bland-ass oats.
It was silent as they sat at breakfast, the world seemingly continuing to spin on its axis around them. People ate, people talked, and people lived. It all felt odd, the way theirs had kind of come to a halt. Lily normally would've been the one to kick them back into line, but she was still recovering from her delivery.
