Finnick Fanfic #19 I finish brushing my hair and begin to get ready for bed. I open the bottom draw of my large dresser and pull out two neatly folded, cream coloured blankets. "Catch!" I laugh. Still lying down, Finnick casually lifts his arms and catches it. I walk over to him and sit on the bed. "I'll sleep this end ." "Sure." He nods. We both pull the blankets over ourselves. As I settle under the covers, the kitten comes and curls up next to me. "Finnick?" I whisper. "Yeah?" "Goodnight." "You too." He answers. I close my eyes and place a hand on the cat's side, feeling it's tiny heart beating away, slowing down and sending me to sleep... "Help! Help me Finnick!" My screams echo through the boiling hot arena as a career pins me up against a tree. The male career laughs at me, mocking me. I am weak and pathetic. "Stop! Stop! I'm coming! Wait!" I hear Finnick's voice, the leaves rustling as he quickly brushes past. It's too late, the tribute lifts his bloodied knife and prepares to kill me. I hold my breath as he plunges forward. "AGGHHH! NO! HELP!" I wake up panting, it was just a dream. Finnick is sat up next to me. "It was just a dream, It's okay." He wraps an arm around me, patting me on the back. Tears fill my eyes as I try to blink them away. "I can't go back to sleep now." "Okay." I wait for him to lie down again, but he doesn't, he just sits there with me as we chat quietly. My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier and before I know it, I have fallen fast asleep... I sleep for a long time. In the middle of the night my eyes open slightly and I find myself still sat up next to him with his arm still wrapped around my shoulder. Without a word, I place my head on Finnick's chest and drift off again...