alive Finnick AU, your Finnick

three years post Mockingjay before epilogue

You watch as Annie and your son play on the beach,standing where the tiny waves meet the sand. gentle waves crashing delicately onto the mother and son’s feet

you smile watching the scene eternally grateful for there being no more games, no more Snow. you’re family can live in peace

soon enough you go over to join them, sitting in the shallows of the sea, holding a hand out and gently taking you’re son’s hand and holding him on your lap, keeping him safe from slipping on the sand, silently Annie sits down next to you, resting her head on your shoulder as she looks out into the golden sunset