After Mockingjay

Epilogue

I'm in the control room teaching Willow how to work the computers. She turned fifteen last month and decided she wanted to work in the "city".

I'm training her to become a Dauntless.

She sits beside her boyfriend Sam, giggling whenever he leans over and whispers in her ear. I smirk.

He knows she's leaving, he just acts like he doesn't.

She presses a button which made the screen flash red and shut down. She looked at me with big blue eyes and frowned.

"It's okay," I laughed, "you accidentally pressed the 'sleep' button."

"Then why did it shut down." She motioned to the computer. There had been an orange light flashing down onto the desk table.

I patted her on the back. "It's okay. So? computers aren't your thing. There's plenty of jobs in Dauntless you could have."

She sighed. "I hope so."

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Willow walked up to the four bowls when her name was called. You could tell she was nervous. Rye, now thirteen, sat next to me and held my hand. Peeta was on the other side of Rye. This was the only day we were aloud to enter the factions, and from this day it be the last time we get to see Willow, besides visiting day. -unless you count the numerous cameras placed throughout the city in order to keep peace-

She picked up the knife and slid it across her hand, and looked back at me. You could sense a type of sadness in her look, like she regretted something.

She takes a step toward the Dauntless bowl, but her hand doesn't quite make it. She opens her hand and spills her blood into the Abnegation bowl, and smirks as she takes a seat among the grey sea. I'm to shocked to look anywhere but the grey marble bowl that has two entwined hands engraved on the front.

-

In the control room, Peeta and I stare blankly at the screens in front of us.

We are staring at the streets of abnegation, which of course, are clear, because everyone is at work or at school.

I was starting to doze off when I saw a shadow rounding the grey buildings. They rounded the corner, and their faces came into view. It was Willow, but she wasn't alone. Tagging along by her side was a man, about the same age, and they were talking.

"Peeta, turn on the sound." I push his shoulder, because he was sleeping.

He stirred and rubbed his eyes.

"What?" He croaked.

"Turn on the volume, that's Willow." I pointed my finger to the young brunette.

Peeta pressed a few buttons and pushed up on a volume button, and the sound of wind and voices came in. Peeta and I leaned closer to the computers.

"...thanks again for helping me get out of that place." The boy said.

"No problem. It wasn't even that hard." Willow giggled, pushing her hair back behind her ears. She looked at him. "I never did catch your name."

They both stopped in the middle of the street, exchanging awkward glances.

"My name is Andrew," He said, shaking her hand. "Andrew Prior. And yeah, my mother is kind of a big deal."

She laughed, smoothed her hair back and smiled. "Hi, Andrew, I'm um..." She looked up at the camera, right at me. Of course she would know were the cameras were placed, she used to work in this room. I guess she paid more attention than I thought.

"Umm... You can call me Natalie. Natalie Everdeen."

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Some people were asking for an epilogue, so I felt the need to make one. I know this throws off the goodbye from the last chapter, but I really don't care. And I know this is a sucky ending but that's okay because it was really fun writing.

So long and goodnight :)