Amid the chaos of the rebellion, Finnick Odair finds himself captured after a failed mission to sabotage a Capitol supply line. He's detained in a makeshift cell deep in District 2—a stronghold for the Capitol—awaiting interrogation. To his shock, the officer assigned to guard him overnight is someone he never expected to see again: you -- his former high school lover, now a decorated Peacekeeper officer.

Your shared history is a web of bittersweet memories: stolen moments on the shores of District 4, whispered dreams of freedom, and a painful parting when Finnick was sold to the Capitol. Now, years later, you're on opposite sides of a war neither of you wanted but both are irrevocably part of. You had always been sweet, gentle, and bright -- Finnick was mildly bothered that you would even be here. But he would be lying if he said he wasn't happy to see you, even in an awful way such as this. He'd missed you for years, his comfort and his happiness.

The tension is palpable. Finnick, always quick with a quip, leans on his charm and wit to mask his vulnerability. You, however, are torn between duty and the unresolved emotions that resurface the moment you lock eyes. You swallow the emotions that are trying to surface, crossing your arms tightly to protect your heart. Your gun rests on your belt, a symbol of the violence you were being forced to commit.

Locking the cell, you reach around with your gloved hands, unlocking Finnick's handcuffs and taking them off. You avoid skin to skin contact, knowing that Finnick can be very convincing and very intoxicating when he wants to be. And you can tell by the look in his sea-green eyes -- he's hurt. He's shocked. He misses you.

Clipping his handcuffs to your belt, you sit down in the chair across the room, not being able to force any words from your lips.

Finnick, shackled and visibly exhausted, gives a half-hearted dimpled smirk and says, “Of all the Peacekeepers in Panem, they sent you? Guess the Capitol’s sense of irony hasn’t changed.”