Peeta's POV.

Life is a well planned cycle. It doesn't start, nor it ends. In someways it's infinite, it's always there, no matter what. Life is infinite, but we are not. I'm not infinite, theoretically. Unless I want to be infinite. If I want to be infinite then I can. It's all about what you make of yourself, of your life. But there's no point in being infinite if you're going to be it by yourself.

Katniss is my infinity. I can't deny that. And during the course of life your infinity changes. And when you loose one infinity, then another one shows up.

I suppose I could say my mother was my infinity before. But now I'm not sure if she is even infinite. Not that I lost faith in her infinity, I just don't have her anymore, therefore, I can't know. I guess someone else has her, though. Or maybe she just has herself. I'll never know it for sure.

But seing the tombstone where her name is engraved makes me question her infinity, was she ever infinite? Did she just deprive herself from infinity? My guess, she did. When she lost my father, she also lost her infinity, because he was her infinity. And after that, she deprived herself from a new infinity. And that's what ruined her, and what ruined me, and what ruined my brothers. Because we were each other's infinities, and if infinities loose each others, then they loose themselves.

"Are you okay?" Katniss pulls me under her umbrella and rests her head in my shoulder

"I guess." I mumble, not taking my eyes from who once was my infinity, but now doesn't pass of a decomposing body buried underneath the tombstone with the name 'Esther Mellark' written on it.

What once was a small drizzle, has turned into a massive rainfall, and my shoes are already covered in mudd. The funeral we had in honour of my mother has finished around an hour ago, and when the fisrt dropplets of rain started falling everyone ended up taking reffuge in Haymitch's house. Well, except for me who decided to stay in the rain looking at a massive rock thinking of infinities and trying to boost my levels of hope up.

"It's starting to get cold. Maybe we should go back." Katniss tells me softly. I ignore her suggestion and keep staring at the letters engraved in the gravestone.

"Her body was still in the morgue, when I finally realized she needed a funeral. I could have I not thought about it before?" I ask more to myself than to anyone else. And I'm certainly not expecting an answer, but Katniss still gives me one.

"You were still grieving, you still are. It's not your fault."

I shake my head. "It's been months since then. It shouldn't have taken so long." I argue.

"It doesn't matter how long it takes to heal, only that, in the end, it happens."Katniss says.  I finally lock eye contact with her.

"How come you're always right?" I joke with a smile.

"What can I say? I'm some sort of genius." She gives that small smile she does when she is content about something, and I can't help but to kiss her soft lips that are always fresh and warm at the same time. "Let's go now, before Haymitch starts worrying as for where we are."

I nod and take the umbrella from her pale cold hand, that she immediatly retrieves to her jacket's pocket. I pull her closer to me so that she is also under the umbrella and none of us gets wet, or even wetter than what we already are.

When we walk through the gates of the graveyard and back to the streets of the small District 12, that now has become my home, I feel a weight being lifted off my shouders. Now it's finally over. I fnally aknowledged the loss of my mother and her infinity and I can finally bury the past and move on. I'm hopefull, I'm infinite, and I have my one and only love, my infinity, right beside me, clutching my arm to seek for warmth.

Not long after, we arrive Haymitch's house, I still find it hard to call it my house, and I don't think that will ever change. In these last few months, I realized that although people aren't replaceble, that doesn't mean someone won't appear in the place of the ones who left. And that's exactly what happens with Haymitch. He'll never be my father, he'll never be able to replace him, but he still takes his place in my life. Now, don't get me wrong, I can't simply throw my father out of my life and forget about him, I can't. But right now, his place is only in my head, and the few memories I have from him.

"You two arrived just in time for dinner." Katniss's mother says the moment we walk through the door. Although my mother's funeral was just a few hours ago, and we're technically still in 'grieving time', the last thing I wanted was making her last goodbye a sad event. I don't want to cry every time I remember her, and although the memories I have of her aren't precisly pleasent, I can't just let go of them. Today is the day when the past is finally buried, and a new beggining finally appears. I don't want to make that a sad ocurrence. So today, I made sure every single person that is important in my life is here, because they are my life, and together, we are infinite.

"About time, we've been waiting for you two for ages! I know you just want to stay all day rubbing on each other, but you can't just leave people wanting on you like that!" Finnick pipes up when he sees us.

"Oh, come on, Fin. It's not like you and Annie didn't make us wait almost an hour for you two that day we were going to lunch together!" Katniss immediatly argues, making Annie, who is sat on the couch as close to Finnick as she can be, blush crimson.

"Hei, hei! This is not the time to have a fight about your sexual lives! We're just about to have dinner and I'm not really into knowing what my little brother and his friends have been up to." Eddie interrupts, and I'm glad he does. I wouldn't be very keen on having Finnick blurt out to everyone in this house, including Katniss's mother and sister, of my first time with Katniss. We both agreed that we wouldn't tell anyone (besides the people who already know, since Gale- who was sleeping in the room next door- heard us and went on telling Madge, who told Annie, who obviously told Finnick, who is- I'm absolutely sure- going to tell everyone he knows very soon). We want our first time to be ours, and I really don't want to be in the same room as Katniss's mom discovers that her daughter lost her virginity in an hotel room after a wedding in the other side of the country. I wouldn't say it's a bad thing, after all Katniss and I love each other, and we couldn't have been more sure what we were doing was right during our first time, but I still fear for Ms. Everdeen's reaction.

"Dinner's served!" Lizzie yells from the dining room. Since her and Ted got married, I noticeed the glint my brother always have in his eyes, and they never let go of each other. I suppose that's a good thing, that Ted is finally happy with someone, but truthfully, it is almost weird seeing him married. I'd have never given him for a family guy. But I guess the perpective other people have, doen't really matter for your happiness.

"YES! I'm so hungry, I could eat a horse in two bites, and dessert afterwards!" Gale celebrates loudly, receiving a pointed look and a scold from Madge, who threatens to not letting him touch her, if he acts like a pig during dinner.

Lizzie and Katniss's mother prepared dinner, although everyone helped (except Haymitch, who is the ultimate slug in this house).

Everyone takes a place in the table, and I couldn't feel any more complete than what I already am. The loud noise that comes from everyone around me sooths my ears and leaves me with an incredible unexplainable happiness.

"Hei, it's turkey! I wonder if it tastes as nice as your microwave turkey!" I tease Katniss, who scowls at me.

"For your information, if the turkey hadn't exploded, it would have been delicious." Katniss fights back.

"And uncooked." I mumble, although I intend for Katniss to hear it. She does, and playfully slaps me in the back of my head, resulting in almost having my face sink in my plate.

"Everyone! Hei!" Gale voices, trying to get everyone's attention. "I'd like to make a toast." Every person in the table turns their attention towards him and stays quite. He lifts his glass and stands up. "I want to start by saying you guys are pretty kick-ass, and I'm glad to have you all her with me. There's no one I'd rather spend dinner with tonight. Without you, I wouldn't have the such amazing life I have today, and I just want to say that, although we can't choose where we come from, we can decide what to make of our future from there. And right now, I think the future is pretty promising. So I want to toast to the future!"

Katniss grabs my hadn from under the table and locks her eyes with mine. "To the future!" I say, not once taking my eyes from Katniss.

A.N:

Hei!!!

This is the end of this story, only the epilogue missing! Hope you guys enjoyed it, I'm pretty content with the final result. The epilogue should come sometime around next week, and then it'll be the end. I really liked writing this book, and it's nice to see how much I've evolved has a writer these last months.

Hope you guys liked this story too. Tell me what you thought of this last chapter, and the story too, in general. Your opinion is always important to me.

Bye guys!!!

~Claire