This Means War! (Finnick Odair Love Story)

Chapter eight

Just then the t.v. went black without him announcing who the body was. "NO!" I cry, I need to know, my mind echos and I shut down closing my eyes into my toughts.

As a child I believed anything was possible, that hope grew inside of everyone. Hope, is all that I have, Katniss may not know it but she takes the hope deep inside of us and makes it blossom. We have to fight for what is right, we have to fight for our children, our family...our loved ones, Finnicks face runs through my mind. Love is like paper, you hold it to close but not tight enough, it slips right through your fingers. You hold it too tight, it crumbles. You crumple it around to much, it falls apart...and in every image it holds, a new amazing memory it stores. Love, like paper...is to valuable to see get torn apart.

2 weeks later...

Sense the broadcast, that shut off from a mysterious power outage me and Precious are finally back to the only thing we can call home, my room, in this weird place of Haymitch's. I showed Precious all of the photos of her daddy, still haven't heard from him, it's even worse now that we can't even call out where they are in the teams journey. That is if, my Finnick is still alive, Precious' favorite toy is the rope shaped into a heart that I watched Finnick tie together for me. I look at her play with it and tears flow down my cheeks in every thought of Finnick not coming back to me, to her. Today, Precious is three weeks old, and her hair is turning a dirty blonde color as I suspected. Her little layer of hair has turned into a puffed up fuzz ball. Her eyes shape more and more like her fathers each day. Her nose is a tiny button nose, she gets the tiny nose from my side, beacause Finnick's nose is as big as a horse's. I lift Precious' tiny body from the bed and we go down to the cafeteria to see what fruit we can smash for her to eat. Thresa said this would be fine for her to eat, I just had to be very catious and careful. As soon as I walk in, everyone looks in total shock, I look towards Annie who seemed very upset. I look up at the t.v. broadcast as they play reruns for people who miss things like me.

"BREAKING NEWS! Here from the capital we would like to tell you to lock up your doors someone has spotted members of district 13 coming in and bombing the capital. They say they are good, but look at this..."

A video of a hovercraft flys over injured with some of district 13's own people helping them. I spot Katniss' sister, Prim, a bomb drops and I cover Precious' eyes, even mine. I can't bare seeing the innocent being killed.

"They shoot their own, they shoot you! Katniss has yet to be also spotted, lurking around desgised, there  may be more, so be careful!" The t.v. plays reruns again, and I hurry out of there so I don't have to watch it again. I sigh, still no sign of Finnick, nor Peeta or Gale in that matter. I sit on my bed, placing Precious and my tray next to me. I smashed up some apples, feeding Precious some apple sauce. I eat bread and some dull soup, with barly any flavor because of our scarce supply of food and spices. I was shocked to finally see Annie, we haven't spoken sense our inncodent and I'm glad. But the more I see her and Precious and fall asleep I see Finnick. I miss the soft touch of his skin, the warm sensation of his lips pressed against mine. Knock! Knock! I drag my feet out of bed slouching as I place Precious in her crib and head toward the door. I crack it open, then slowly open the rest fully,

"Hello" I look down at a deppresed man.

"Hey buba, the hospital let you out?" I ask Bryce with a frown.

"Yeah, may I?" He points his hand towards the inside and I nod.

"Of course!" Bryce wheels himself inside my room and stares at Prectious. "Hey Precious!" He smiles for once, then it dissapears. He looks up at me, "Theres still hope you know" he pulls a half smile and looks back at Precious.

"What exactly?" I say

"That Finnicks still alive" he replys.

"How do you know?" I frown, trying to stay strong and hold back my tears.

"Well because..." His voice trails off like he doesn't know what to say to me, and really there isn't anything. "You just got to have hope!' he says loud and proud. He is so different, I'm so proud of how he grew up to be, he's not the same annoying brother I had in the past. 

"Well, I haven't given up on him...that he's still out there, I just" I don't know what to say, and if I did, how to say it. 

"It's okay" Bryce grabbed hold of my hand and squeezed it tight. He smiles and kisses it softly the takes a deep breath. "Well, I'm glad I got to see you and Precious again, but it looks like yals food is getting cold." 

"I love you" I whisper to him.

"I love you too sis," he rolls over to Precious and lifts her up, "and I love you too little girl!" He plops a slobbery kiss on her cheek. gross, Bryce places her down and starts strolling himself out the door. "Bye"

"Bye..." I look over at Precious with a smile from ear to ear, she has a smile that could change a persons world. Just then I get another visitor from Haymitch...

"Hey Haymtich, what's up?"

"We lost all power even with the capital, there is no telling if they defeated there mission, or if Finnick, Peeta, Katniss, or Gale made it" Haymitch catches his breath and closes his eyes. As I'm sitting on my bed I put the palms of my hands over my eyes and Finnick runs through my mind. 

"Waaa!" Precious starts to cry.

"I'm sorry, I was really loud huh?" Haymitch frowns and picks up Precious, "Hey beautiful!" Precious settles down, "You should get some rest, you're going through alot!" Haymitch suggests.

"I don't think that's possible" I tell him.

"I can babysit Precious for the day" Haymitch smiles. A red flag rushes through my mind, I'm not so sure if I trust Haymitch just yet with his drinking issues, and Precious away is the last thing I need.

"I can't even sleep Haymitch!"

"Well, if you need me I'm here for you" I apprecciate the offer, but I don't really know if I'll ever take it.

"Well see you around Haymitch, she needs to eat!" I say

"Of course!" Haymitch leaves and we finish our lunch. "Yum yum!" I tell her and she cracks up a high pitched contageous laugh. That night I get woken up 5 times from Precious crying, I guess I don't mind, sense she's just taking me out of my misery of nightmares. I imagined Finnick being ripped apart once again by a human lizard mutt and Katniss' sister Prim being blown to bits along with all of the other innocent. But when I awake Precious' heavenly face gives me all of the hope in the world that my brother spoke of. Around eight me and Precious head to ask Beetee if he can make ma a stroller so I don't have to carry Precious around all of these long halls. When all of a sudden Bam!

"Sorry mam!" a woman dashes off from out of her room without even turning around to look at me. How rude! Bang! Another gentlemen hits me almost making Precious slip from my arms, I grab her tight. More and more people come as I draw closer down the halls, What on earth is going on? I shuffle my way through a mysterious crowd in the main room where I was brought to when they put a bag on my head. The people are screaming and cheering so loud I can't even understand what they are saying. I decide to ask a lady near me,

"Exuse me, mam? Do you know what's going on here?" I shout over the crowd covering Precious' tiny ears. 

"They're back!" she hollars and smiles big walking farther in the crowd.

"Who's back?" I shout to her, but it's no use, she's gone. Does she mean, the team? A feeling of joy overwhelms me and I rush closer to get a good look of the people who are being surronded by the rest of us. I finally spot Haymitch shaking hands with Katniss and I almost burst out a screech of joy. Then I spot Peeta as he walks towards Katniss, he looks good. I scan the whole crowd looking for Finnick, but I can't seem to see over anyone's head. Luckly the crowd shifted towards the Mockingjay so I could look on the other side of the crowd. My head stops, I see a tall man, I freeze and keep my stare as he turns around. My heart drops into my chest and the corners of my lips slip down as I see Gale shake hands with a man. I want to die, he's gone, if Gale's alive Finnicks...dead.