Four months later

Finnick paced in circles around the small hut he had constructed over the last few months from living on the island. He had first gathered as much wood as he could spare and spent nearly a week snapping branches and weaving them together as he would with a fishing net. Once he was finished, he took as many leafs from the highest palm trees and began to make a roof tall enough so he could stand up comfortably. He stacked rocks in a large circle, and dug down a foot or so before finally he made a good enough shelter that suited Olive and himself. He had two old fishing nets he had gotten from Maggie and for food caught Fish almost every other day along with sea snails, and crabs. He made small fires every night whenever he was cooking fish, or birds that he shot flying over head, and fed Flower leafs and a few mellows and coconuts that grew further in. Flower kept supplying milk, and he prayed she would continue doing so as long as Olive needed it. Olive was all ready getting so big. She had put on a great deal of weight from all of the extra goat milk, and was starting to sleep through and become regular. Finnich would bathe her in the shallow tide pools in the morning, and couldn't believe it when he blew a raspberry on her stomach to find her giggling up at him.

Holding her in his arms, he smiled in utter amazement seeing that she had gotten his eyes. She was far away from getting any hair yet, but just by looking at her he knew she was going to look just like Katniss. Nights he would fall asleep with Olive on his chest. Nearly every night he would lay there, listening to Olive breath, thinking of Katniss.

One year later.

"Happy birthday Olive."

Finnick said smiling holding the baby on his lap. It was a beautiful warm day and he had just gotten back from another one of Olive's swim lessons. Ever since she was a couple of months old he began getting her used to the water. Lucky for him the tides here were mostly calm, the water crystal clear, and almost always warm. He first began with having her float against him in the tide pools. Now he held her watching her little legs kick. It had been a busy morning. He had caught, and cleaned three fish, and had climbed up a few of the trees and got a few melons. Cutting one in half, he broke off tiny pieces and fed them to her watching her chew.

She had a couple of teeth coming in, and was talking up a storm. So far she was saying Dada, Flower, water, want, and lots of no. He had to watch it lately with her crawling since she was always getting into everything. She could stand, and had taken a few steps so far but her chubby little legs still seemed unstable. Most nights he had to tie off the flap of the hut so there wasn't any chance of her trying to get out. Bouncing her on his lap, he laughed breaking off another piece and giving it to her. Gurgling, she smiled up at him. He had his weapons handy, but this past year had been beyond peaceful. The island had only gotten two really bad storms, with minor flooding. He spent most days with the baby. He was in the process of trying to get her to count, and talk.

Whenever he was hunting or fishing he would either wait until she was napping, or simply tie off the flap. Whenever she was awake she would scream, crying at the top of his lungs and reaching out for him. "Dada no!" Flower was still healthy as ever, and often whenever they were in the hut Olive would tug gently on her tail and giggle. Sure he had been lonely, but at least he was safe, and the baby was okay. Looking down, he gently leaned down kissing the top of his head before sighing. Not only did today mark the birth of his little girl. But also...the day he lost the last person he thought he would ever love.

Fifteen months later

"FINNICK!"

Finnick woke with a start. He had been taking a nap inside the hut. It was a miserable hot day, and he had decided after talking Olive for a walk around the island to stay inside. Both were a bronze tanned, but he knew too much sun wasn't good for her. Taking berries, Finnick had discovered after mashing them up Olive could finger paint on some of the larger leafs. Earlier, he sat Indian style across from her and had begun on showing her numbers. Together they would hold up their fingers and mirror each other. So far she was doing great. Humming gently, she was leaned over finger painting on the leafs while Finnick slept. He had fallen asleep listening to the sounds of birds. When he heard his name being called, he shot up. Right away he looked over at Olive.

She had Katniss' long dark hair, she was just really starting to grow. She was wearing a makeshift sundress Finnick had made ripping some of the clothes he had gotten. It was one of three, that she had, and from the looks of it she seemed to be growing out of it all ready. Olive just a little over two years old, but was an adorable toddler. She still had the baby weight, but between her sparking green eyes, and happy go lucky smile, Finnick fell in love with her over and over again. She love swimming, running down the length of the beach, and picking flowers. Right away she looked over at him.

"Daddy, who's dat?"

Right away Finnick grabbed his bow and arrow. Quickly, he got up and went to the door. Looking out of the flap, he didn't see anything. Feeling his heart hammer in his chest, he waited before he heard his name again.

"FINNICK!"

It was Haymitch. Looking down at the baby, he knelt down. "Honey, stay here no matter what okay?" Olive stared up at him with confused eyes before slowly nodding. Patting her head, he slipped out and carefully hid behind the trees before seeing a large boat dragged up on shore. Haymitch was walking down the length of the beach, he looked pretty much the same besides a large beard covering his face. He cupped his hands and shouted again.

"FINNICK!"

Finnick watched not knowing if he should come out or not. What if it was a trap? Taking a deep breath, he got his arrow ready and revealed himself.

"Over here!"

Haymitch saw him. Hurrying over, Finnick kept the arrow pointed down, but kept scanning the tree line. Once they reached each other, Haymitch laughed and brought him in for a hug.

"Good to see you!"

Finnick pulled back, staring at him with disbelief.

"What...how..."

Hatmitch smiled.

"Snow is dead."

"What?"

"He was killed half a year after you left. Assassinated. The capitol fell, and the districts came together...you wouldn't believe what's going on back in the states. It's amazing. There's no hunger games, everybody is working together, we have a new president...a good man..."

"Who?"

"Beetee."

"Beetee?!"

"Yeah, the man is amazing. Everything in all the states are equal, no more districts...and lots of booze."

Finnick laughed.

"I can't believe it."

"We've been looking for you for a while. There were tons of people looking for you before Snow was taken out. Once that was all over we began looking. It's taken forever, but we found an island with this woman Maggie, she described a young man named Finnick with a baby who went down South towards the tropics after she learned we were friends. We've been searching nearly every island...hoping you weren't dead..."

"Dada?"

Finnick and Haymitch turned. Olive stared, tugging on her lip before running up behind him and hiding behind his legs. She stared up at Haymitch with wide eyes. "

Who's dat dada?" Finnick's brow wrinkled looking down at her.

"I told you to stay put honey..."

Haymitch blinked.

"Oh my God...is this her? She's so big..."

Finnick smiled.

"Olive, this is Haymitch, he's a friend." Haymitch stared down smiling before lifting his eyes.

"Hey...I think there's somebody here who might wanna see her." Finnick raised an eyebrow.

"Huh?"

Haymitch looked at him and grasped his shoulder.

"Listen, I wanna explain what happened, it's nearly impossible but you know Beetee..."

"What?"

Just then Finnick's eyes lifted, and he saw her. Katniss limped over, dressed in a black, with her own bow and arrow swung over her back, she stopped dead in her tracks.

"Finnick?"

Finnick stared, suddenly the world blurring for a second before everything seemed to come back clear. Standing there, he looked at the woman who laid once on the floor bleeding as he had to cut their child out of her. The girl who he had watched raise a rebellion, fight for her and everyone else's rights, the one who was so strong when he wasn't, and fought until the end. The girl who he had been trapped with, and had fallen in love with. The mother of his child, the one who he dreamt about every night.

"Katniss?!"

He said, feeling as if he was somewhere off, drifting away. His arms went numb as he dropped the bow and arrow onto the sand. Staring, he blinked thinking maybe this was all just a dream. Some cruel trick, that he would wake up from any second.

"It's impossible...she was dead..."

"Beetee was able to get her heart started somehow and get some blood back into her. She was in a coma for a while, but she's okay. He saved her..."

Finnick slowly shook his head.

"It's impossible...it can't be..."

Katniss came over, she looked just as beautiful as when he last saw her. she stared at him, blinking past tears.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you..."

Finnick felt as if he couldn't breath. He stood there as she came over. Laughing through tears, she reached up and cupped his stubble covered cheek. Finnick felt himself crying, staring down.

"Am I dreaming?"

"Am I?"

Both laughed through tears of happiness before Finnick leaned down and deeply kissed her. Their mouths opening and closing, both shut their eyes as they held onto each other. Haymitch stood back proudly smiling, before they broke apart. Finnick leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers.

"You were gone..."

"I know...i'm sorry I left you..."

Both pressed together, crying even harder before Finnick felt a tug on his pant leg.

"Dada?"

Glancing down, he saw the baby and smiled before looking back up at Katniss.

"I have somebody I think you might want to meet. I kept my promise..."

Turning, he scooped up Olive and turned towards Katniss who gasped and covered her mouth. "Katniss, I would like you to meet your daughter Olive." Olive was shy and nuzzled against Finnick, blinking with wide green eyes.

"Sweetheart, remember how I told you your mamma was in Heaven looking after you? Well..."

He stared at Katniss.

"She came back..."

Olive turned and looked at Katniss who took a long shaken breath, tears still rolling down her cheeks.

"Let me look at you..."

Carefully, he handed her over before Katniss turned and looked down at Olive who gazed up at her with wonder. Right away Katniss laughed again through tears of laughter, before she gently stroked her face and hair.

"God your beautiful..."

"Mamma?" Katniss right away clutched onto her, crying loudly as kissing her daughter's head. Finnick came over, wrapping his arms around them, and holding them tight. Silently, he thanked god.

"Thank you...thank you for giving me my family back..."

One year later

Katniss and Finnick had decided to stay on the island. They had thought about it, weighing in the pros and cons before finally deciding that Maggie had the right idea. Even if everything was better back in the states, they were better off here. Finnick and Katniss made sure Haymitch delivered plenty of supplies to Maggie who still seemed to be going strong up North. Finnick and Katniss decided that Olive's middle name should be Maggie since she was one of the main reasons she survived. They had built an actual house on the island, and were watching Olive grow. Every few months Haymitch or Beetee would visit, and bring news on how well everything was going. Olive had Katniss' long hair which was always braided, and had just discovered how much she loved the outdoors.

She would spend hours exploring the beach and trees, picking up tiny bugs and bringing them back for her parents to see. Katniss sat on the beach watching her play in the sand. She was absolutely perfect. Rubbing her six month pregnant stomach, she had somehow been able to carry another baby despite the odds. Beetee on the last visit had examined her and said the baby was strong and healthy, and a boy. A son, she was going to have a son. Finnick had been over the moon, and they had decided to name it Peta. Katniss was ordered to take it easy, and still had the horrible scar stretched across her stomach. Still, she counted herself lucky. Finnick was coming up from the shore, carrying a net of fish he had just caught. His hair slicked back, and his muscular chest glistening. Smirking, he ruffled Olive's hair, before climbing up the slope to Katniss and dropped the fish down. Sitting down beside her, he smiled.

"How's the kiddo doing?"

He rubbed her stomach leaning in and kissing her. Smiling through the kiss, she patted her stomach.

"He's good."

Just then Olive came up smiling.

"Look mamma, I found another seashell!"

Smiling, Katniss leaned forward and looked at her little girl's hands before kissing one.

Later that night...

Katniss woke up with a start.

"NO!"

Finnick lifted his head, he had been sleeping on his stomach beside her. Half asleep, he looked at her.

"You okay hun?"

Katniss looked around, in the next room Olive slept peacefully. Looking around the dark room and hearing the wind chimes they had made out of the shells she had collected, Katniss sighed deeply and nodded.

"Yeah, just a dream."

"Baby okay?"

"Yeah..."

Katniss laid back down.

"Just a dream..."

"Nightmare?"

Katniss nodded.

"Yeah...real bad one..."

Finnick reached over and gently rubbed her stomach.

"What was it about?"

"You...I was dreaming we were storming the capitol. A huge group of us, Peta was there...we were in these tunnels and this creature from the games got you and..."

"Shhhh, it's all right. It was just a dream...I'm here."

Turning slightly over, Katniss felt the necklace she still wore lay against her chest. Gathering his hand, she kissed it and squeezed.

"I know, and your never going anywhere." Together, they fell asleep and just a few hours later, Olive waddled in before climbing into bed and laying between her two sleeping parents. Laying their hands on her, she snuggled in close and fell asleep.

The End

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