Finnick tied and untied his line of rope as he waited for any news about you. He was not sent on the rescue mission for one simple reason, he was too emotionally unstable without you. He started lashing out unexpectedly, so much so that he had to be sedated a few times.
He was silent as he fidgeted, he just wanted his girl back, safe in his arms. Haymitch had come in to check on him a few hours ago but other than that, he hasn't left his room, not even to eat.
When Finnick was nearly giving up his door opened and Katniss rushed in and said the words Finnick needed to hear.
"They're back." She called to him and he immediately dropped the rope to the ground and stood up.
Katniss and Finnick both marched toward the med bay. Haymitch greeted them at the entrance to the med bay. When the two were allowed inside Finnick was the first to rush in.
He looked around running past Joanna, but then he heard your screams of protest. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!" You shriek at the doctors, terrified. You kept pulling at the needles in your arms and removed them.
Finnick couldn't believe it, you were alive, and here, and safe.
"(Y/N)!" Finnick calls running to you. You whip your head around and spotted him.
"FINNICK!?" You call relieved as you jump into his arms. You cried into his chest as his strong arms held your malnourished body. "I was so—so—scared!" You sob and Finnick was there to soothe you.
"I'm here, my love—I'm right here." He whispers staring into his girls eyes. He sat down on the hospital bed with you in his lap. He rubbed your greasy and matted hair from lack of washing. But he didn't care how dirty you were, as long as you were here with him.
Finnick then snapped his head up to the doctors who had scared you. "She's been traumatized you idiots, can't you see that?" Finnick snaps at them, "you scaring her isn't gonna make her get better." He finished scolding the doctors who apologize and leave you in his care instead. "I got you." Finnick says rocking you gently to soothe you further.
You look up at him, "please tell me I'm not—dreaming?" You pleaded and Finnick just grabbed one of your hands and placed it on his chest. You felt his heart thump beneath your palm; so it wasn't a dream, after all!
"I'm real, my love." Finnick confirmed for you and you finally felt truly safe. You felt safe knowing that he was real, and you would never have to experience the torture you received in the tribute center ever again; your Finnick would make sure of that.
You pulled your hand from his chest and wrapped it around his neck before using your other hand to hold his cheek. "Oh Finnick." You whisper before pressing your lips to his, and his were there to greet yours when you did.
Finnick leaned his forehead against yours and stared at you with a look that couldn't be described as anything but pure love, which was mirrored in your own eyes.
Katniss looked over and saw how the two former victors looked at one other. Oh so that's who Finnick loved? Katniss noted. Not some fancy capital lover; but a poor, traumatized girl that reminded him of home.
Finnick hugged you to his chest placing a hand at your back so you wouldn't accidentally fall. He had seen how weak your body looked when he had walked in. But he knew that you were stronger than you looked and knew you would recover in no time. But that was only physically recover; mentally was a bit more uncertain.
Finnick didn't know what the capital had done to you; how could he have known? But all he knew was that you were finally safe, because you were finally in his arms once again.
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Finnick Odair Imagines
FanfictionFinnick Odair imagines. All characters unless said otherwise are the works of Suzanne Collins.