Ocean Eyes ~Finnick Odair ~

Chapter Two

//I was going to write this in the third person, but then I went and read some of the books and noticed that it was in Katniss' POV so I decided to write this in Astrid's POV instead of the third person. But tell me what you guys like more.      

The roof was nice and quiet, I would often come up here when I needed a moment away from the game. I found it my first go around with the games, I was terrified and needed a moment to take a breath and not think about how my life was going.  It was also the best place to look at the stars, and pretend that the world around me wasn't as bad as it is. I didn't have to kill anyone when I was up here, and I didn't have to put on a fake face.

        Turning to look at the man, who had quickly become the only person that I cared about, I finally asked.  "So what did you need to tell me?"  I asked biting my lip softly, a nervous tick that I had picked up over the years of being a victor. 

        "I talked to Haymitch, and well I need us to be allied with District Twelve,"  Finnick told me, I looked over his features to see if he was joking or not, knowing that this wasn't something to joke about.  It still could have been to him, something to throw me off guard so that he could protect me. 

        "Are you sure Finn? I mean I haven't agreed to be allied with you yet." I said as if this was all a joke, I always had bad timing.

        "Astrid, this is about the rebels, District 13 is still alive, just underground, we need to protect the Mockingjay and I need to know that you'll do it.  It might be our best chance at us both getting out of there alive.  Even if we don't we will know that we went for a good reason and that the future is brighter. "  The blonde man looked at me, I had never seen him more serious, this was new and it slightly scared me. 

        "Finnick, I will help in any way that I can,"  I told him letting my hand rest on his arm.  Looking up I saw him I just took a moment to memorize the color of his eyes, it might be one of the last times that I could look into them. 

        "We have to get her out of the arena, and protect Peeta as well, Haymitch thinks that she won't be able to do anything without the boy.  I can see it though, I just can't see her loving him."  Finnick admitted.

        "We got this Finnick, we are a great team," I told him, remembering all the times that he and I would train.  It would be when one of us would come to see the other in their home district. 

        "I'm still planning on getting us both out of there too, but more importantly we need to get Katniss out." He told her knowing that the two of them would have made it to the end, and he wasn't ready to have to kill her, he knew that he wouldn't have been able to.

        "I hope we can get out too," I said to him before laying my hand on his arm, the feel of him was one that I had become fond of. Something about this man drove me insane and I needed to know that he would make it out of this alive. He was the one that I was betting on and even if I had to help Katniss as far as I could, I would die trying to save Finnick's life.

        Finnick was the only person I cared about, I didn't have any family left, and the brother I did have never forgave me.  It was the year after I had won the games, my first year as a mentor. My brother had been seeing this girl, her name was Glass, and she was the nicest girl you would have ever met, then she was reaped.  My brother Cash had made me promise him that she would come home, she was 16 and she seemed like she could have done it, but she didn't listen to me, she went for the bloodbath and she was the first one who died that year.  Cash hasn't spoken to me since that day not even when our parents were killed.

        "Finnick, if these are the last few days of my life I just want you to know how much you mean to me."  I gave him a small smile while telling this to him.