The Untold Story Of Effie Trinket and Haymitch Abernathy

My Little Girl On Fire

Over the next four days I care for all five of the infants and try to keep my sanity. Prim doesn't bother visiting at all.

Octavia and the head peacekeeper come in my room holding hands and smiling. "Hi Eff!" Octavia squeals.

"Octavia?" I ask looking at her oddly. She isn't her usual self. She is a pale green instead of her usual florescent forest green and she lacks her usual happiness and bubbly personality.

"Yeah. How are you?!" She asks coming next to me and hugging me tightly.

"Well I'm good. I had the baby- or should I say babies." I say looking over at the triplets.

She rushes over to them. "Oh my. They are all so tiny!" She says quieter now realizing they're sleeping.

"Yeah. They are." I smile and stand. I walk to Octavia and stand next to her.

"What are their names?" She asks still staring at all of them.

"Well there is Camilla, Satine, and Maverick." I smile down at them. I turn to Haymitch who sleeps with Victoria and Vienna in his arms. "And then there's Vienna and Victoria."

"Wow....so many.... I'm such a proud aunt!" She squeals and hugs me tightly. "No more though, okay?"

I nod. "I dont need any more kids.... Ever." I say thinking about how I'm going to watch after five infants under the age of one.

She smiles. "But if you want more... I would suggest adoption. That body wont last." she says looking me up and down.

I laugh. "I don't need more and I don't want more. And my body is already wrecked."

"Oh, it can't be that bad!" She says laughing.

"I've had a few operations.... It's pretty bad."

Octavia narrows her eyes. "How many operations?"

"Three."

"How many used Capitol medicine to heal it?"

"I don't know... Two." I say somewhat confused at what she's trying to prove.

She shakes her head. "Not wrecked. You're fine!"

I smile and shake my head. "Okay. Where's Emmitt?"

"He's with Flavius and Venia."

"Oh. Okay. So why are you here with him?" I ask looking past Octavia and at the peacekeeper.

"Well we got together after I found out Joshua was cheating.... And he kept Haymitch and myself out of a lot of trouble...."

"What kind of trouble?" I ask worried.

The peacekeeper walks closer to us. "Well since that incident with Caesar, I've kept Octavia and Haymitch out of jail." He says smiling at Octavia.

I nod. "Oh, well thank you very much...."

"No problem. Oh! My name is Romulus." he says with a gentle smile.

"My name is E-"

He cuts me off. "Effie Abernathy, I know. Pleasure to meet you." He takes my hand and kisses it.

"Pleasure's all mine." I smile.

"I'm also here to inform both of you that you've been invited to Snow's execution. Its tomorrow at noon at his mansion."

I nod. "Thank you. We'll be sure to be there. Who is executing him?"

"Katniss Everdeen."

My jaw drops and my heart skips a beat. All I can do is stare at Romulus. Thoughts race through my head and I know that Katniss would never do that.

"Okay." I say still in shock.

"Let's go." Octavia says taking his hand and showing him out of my room. "Bye Eff!" She calls out just as the door closes behind her.

I sit in the chair next to Haymitch. He wakes up. "What's wrong Eff?" He asks readjusting himself.

"Katniss is executing Snow...tomorrow. We were invited to go."

"Oh." He says with a blank look on his face.

"Katniss could never do that." I say shaking my head.

Haymitch just takes my hand and assures me that everything will be okay.

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It's Snow's execution date. It's still early in the day, Haymitch and I prepare to leave the hospital. We've found that Mrs. Everdeen has a room here in 13, she has agreed that the infants will stay with her until we return from the Capitol.

"Are you going to be okay here with all of them?" I ask handing Camilla to Mrs. Everdeen.

"I'm sure I will be, they should sleep through the most of the day."

I smile and nod. "Thank you so much." I hug her.

"You're very welcome." She smiles back.

"Come on Eff." Haymitch says taking my hand. I follow Haymitch to the elevator.

I shake in fear. Haymitch hugs me to comfort me. The elevator reaches the top floor and we walk up the stairs and open the door slowly. I step into the sunlight, it fills my body with warmth and I remembered how good it felt to be outdoors.

We board the hovercraft and sit. I'm still in my hospital clothes but I have my dress, heels, and makeup in a small suitcase.

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We arrive in the Capitol, its only 9:55, we still have time left until the execution. We walk into Snow's mansion and into one of the back rooms.

I slip out of my hospital clothing. I have a small horizontal scar on my lower abdomen, I've never really noticed it with my previous pregnancies because it was healed with medicine from the Capitol and practically vanished. But I have no one to impress anymore....

I slip on my corset and Haymitch helps tighten it. I put on my teal blouse and black skirt. I do my makeup so my skin isn't pale white, but just a natural glow, I put on my metallic gold wig and patent leather heels.

Its now 10:45 and I'm completely ready. Haymitch leaves the room and tells me to stay put. I do as I'm told and wait. I start making a list of things to ask and tell Katniss, I keep them on my clipboard.

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Haymitch comes in after about an hour later and tells me now would be the time to talk to Katniss. I nod and take my clipboard with me.

We get to her door. "Look Eff..." he shakes his head. "She doesn't remember you as her mom or me as her dad, she had a breakdown and doesn't remember much.... Just don't overwhelm her."

I try to keep from crying. "Okay...."

He looks at my clipboard. "What's this?" He takes the clipboard and looks it through. He shakes his head slightly. "Eff.... Lets not bother with these now, almost everything reminds her of what happened, these questions would cause another breakdown."

I nod as I'm showed in her room. I sit in a chair and stare at the ground in front of me and wait for her.

She comes out of the restroom. I slowly look up from the ground, she has bruises, cuts, scars, and burns covering her body head to toe. My eyes meet her gaze, she has a vacant look in her eyes and I can tell she's been through hell and back. She looks determined, confused, angry, and sad all at the same time.

She isn't my little Katniss anymore.

She is The Mockingjay. She is the symbol of hope. She is the symbol of rebellion. She is The Girl On Fire.

(Will Katniss ever remember? *fake sobs* I haven't written that far... I should do that soon. Comment! Vote! And as always, keep on reading!)