Okay I bet you a million people have already made this up, but this is what I think happened in the end of Book 3: Fire. Gah! I hate how they ended it! They never say what happened to Zuko's mom or if Aang and Katara stay together or anything! Or what happens to Sokka, Iroh, or Toph! And this story takes place 18 years from the last episode. Okay, I'll stop rambling on. I don't own Avatar the Last Airbender.

"You're worrying too much, Zuko." Mai assured her husband, rubbing him on his back. She watched the sweat glisten on his face in the candle light. She stressfully twisted the dull red sheets of their huge royal bed.

"Mai… having nightmares doesn't mean I'm worried." Zuko sighed, staring blankly at nothing. Mai stopped rubbing his back and rubbed the spot of the twisted sheet flat.

"What are your nightmares about?" Mai asked. Zuko opened his mouth, but quickly closed it when he heard small footsteps coming down the hallway. Mai noticed Zuko straighten his back and lift his head towards the door. There was a timid knock on the door.

"Come in, Iroh," Zuko said, smiling. A little, 7 year old boy opened the door leading to his parent's room. He had straight dark hair and brown eyes. Mai loved the name of their son, even though it was named after Zuko's old man uncle.

"Mom, Dad, I couldn't sleep." Iroh said hesitantly. Then he sighed. "I- I was wondering if I could sleep with you." He said it more like a question. Zuko smiled at his son and waved a welcoming hand.

"Come on, buddy." The little boy climbed into bed, on his mother's lap. She played with his hair. It was sleek and identical to her hair.

"What's on your mind?" Mai asked him. Iroh looked at both his parents with sad eyes. Zuko chuckled. He looked just like his mom with his shiny smooth hair hanging in his eyes making darker than they naturally were.

"I'm worried about Grandfather." Iroh said looking down after he heard his father chuckle. Zuko picked him and placed him in his lap. The older Iroh, whom their son was named after, wasn't having much luck with his health. Old age was catching up Zuko's uncle.

Their son called him Grandfather because; to Zuko he was his true father.

"Don't worry about your grandfather, baby. He's a strong man." Mai comforted. Zuko hugged his son. This made Zuko feel like he was protecting his son from anything that could hurt him.

"I promise, he's going to be okay, and your mother is right." Zuko looked at belongings on the floor, next to his bed. A beautifully painted picture of his uncle lie on the top of a stack of papers and books.

"You know what? I just got an idea. We'll go see Uncle Iroh tomorrow!" Mai chimed, hoping to cheer up her son. Fortunately, the little boy's dark eyes lit up with excitement. Zuko looked at Mai surprised.

"Yea!" Iroh cheered.

"Now, hold on. Let's see if your father agrees." Mai said, holding up a hand.

"Oh, please dad! I want to see how grandfather's doing!" his son pleaded.

"I'll decided in the morning." He replied. Iroh's faze of joy slipped away and he rubbed his eyes. Mai's face flashed with anger for a moment and disappeared.

"Iroh, maybe you can try sleeping in your bed again." Mai suggested. The little boy scooted out of his father's lap, hugged his mother good night, and slipped out the door. She waited for the doors to make the official clank that assured her the door was completely closed. Mai glared at her husband.

"Thanks, Zuko. That's how you cheer up the kids?' Mai groaned. Zuko pulled up the covers and turned to his opposite side. Mai slapped his head playfully, and went to sleep.

Dawn peeked over the surface of the horizon and Aang was already awake. Katara already knew where to find him. His absent spot in bed was a morning ritual. He always made his part of his bed, opened the currents to their dark bedroom, left the room, and when dawn arrived the sunlight would wake up Katara and she'd know where to find him.

Katara headed down to the near by coast, that you could spot from Aang and Katara's home. She soaked in the power of the waves lapping over the shore. The smell of water over whelmed her and she couldn't resist sitting on the white sand and watch the sun rise above the water.

"Good morning." A voice greeted her. She torn herself away from the beautiful sight and looked up at her husband. Aang was holding out a newly made shell necklace. The sun was angled at the pink shells to wear you could see how smooth they were.

"Aang, it's wonderful!" she praised, retrieving the necklace. Aang sat next to Katara and sighed.

"I was practicing my waterbending." He informed. Katara looked at him. They both knew he didn't need to practice bending anything. He hadn't master metalbending yet, but only Toph had still been the only one to do so.

"Why were you practicing?" Katara asked. Aang stared at the water. His eyes were disturbed. "Aang, what's the matter?"

"I feel like something's wrong in the universe." Aang admitted. He had felt at peace for the past 18 years. He explained to Katara he had dream the past night that didn't seem right.

"What was the dream about?" Katara asked, concerned. Aang kept staring at the water. He closed his eyes and Katara grabbed his hand. "Come on, let's go check on Kya." Katara said, trying to make it leave his mind. Whatever it was, it was bothering him.

"My dream," Aang started. ", was about Ozai." Katara dropped Aang's arrow-tattooed hand. Katara looked at the sea. She blinked at the sun. It had risen higher than before she last looked at it.

"Aang, it was just a dream." She reminded him, hoping to soothe him. Aang blew himself to his feet and played with sand in between his toes nervously. "What happened in the dream?" Katara asked, a little impatiently.

"It was about Ozai hurting everyone again." Aang said tonelessly. Katara raised an eyebrow. There was no way Ozai could hurt anyone. He had his firebending taken away from him by Aang. All he could do was martial arts and most people now were benders.

"What would happen if he did get out of jail anyway?" Katara asked, a little jokingly. She grabbed both his hands this time. "Let's go home and check on Kya."

Meanwhile, at Aang's home, a 14 year old girl made herself breakfast. Her name was Kya of Aang and Katara. As she slowly slurped her tea, she thought about her life. She liked to play things in her head, as something to do when she was bored.

She remembered living half her life in a Ba Sing Se orphanage. She remembered the day the Avatar and his wife came to visit the orphanage. The keeper of the orphans had told them to bow when he arrived and wait for his command.

She hadn't pictured the Avatar, in real life, so scrawny and gentle. When he had arrived he instantly told them to act like they normally did. That was a command, so they did! They all returned to their rooms.

A couple minutes later, she was walking beside the Avatar and his wife, towards their home! She couldn't remember what happened before that, because she was so astonished the Avatar was in her room. Her little 6 year old heart was bursting with pride standing on the porch of the Avatar's house.

Now, it wasn't unusual to eat with him, talk with him, and do whatever with him. She was a child of the Avatar now. It wasn't unusual to see Zuko and his family or Sokka and his family, or Toph.

When she was finished reviewing her life, she realized she was clutching her tea cup a little harder than intended and it shattered. Her life really stunk. Everyone knew her where she went and they never treated her correctly.

Kya was found by her parents picking up pieces of clay on the kitchen floor. She jumped when she realized her parents were watching her.

"Good morning, mom, dad!" she said a little nervous. "Um, sorry about the cup." The pieces weren't hard to find. The cup had been made out of red hardened clay after all.

"It's ok, sweetie." Katara said, helping her daughter pick up the pieces.

"What happened?" Aang asked. Kya didn't have time to explain, because the doorbell rang. "It's probably Sokka." He said, going to answer the door. They were planning on having another day with them. Kya always enjoyed having he little kids over! But her thoughts were interrupted by something that stuck out from their morning.

"What's wrong with dad?" Kya asked. "He seems tense right now."

"Your father had a dream last night that startled him, that's all." Katara assured her daughter. Aang answered the door to find it wasn't Sokka with his family.

It was Zuko.

"Z-Zuko?" Aang gasped. Zuko looked up at Aang with urgent eyes. His family wasn't in sight. "Is this about-"

"We need to talk." Zuko informed. Aang knew why he was here from first glance. It must have been important. He apparently snuck out, because there weren't any guards with him.

"This is about the dream, right?" Aang asked. He traced the thick yarn on his clothes nervously. Zuko nodded.

Sokka carried one child of his, Hakoda, on his shoulders and held two other's hands, Yue and Kanna. Sokka's wife, Suki, was holding a baby, named Teo.

Hakoda was holding a plush animal of a wolf and dangled it in his father's face. He had his brown hair held up in a pony-tail and big 8 year old brown eyes.

His sisters, Yue and Kanna, were twins. They were both strong and always cheery for 5 years olds. They danced and twirled, still managing to keep hold of their father's hands.

The little baby held in the Suki's arms, Teo, was sleep and often making baby noises in his sleep. It made the children laugh a lot, knowing Teo wasn't even a year old.

"Sokka, you look exhausted." Suki noticed. Sokka gave his wife a helpless look. She recognized this look as, I-couldn't-sleep-because-of-the-baby-again look. She giggled. They had adapted to having a few more children than their friends, Zuko and Aang, but their new addition to the clan was tiring.

"The sooner we get to Katara's the closer I get to taking a nap." Sokka groaned. Kanna twirl faster than Sokka expected, and his weight was pulled a little to his right.

"And closer we get to Aunt Katara's, the stronger the smell of cookies get!" Kanna cheered.

"Yeah, cookies!" Yue echoed. Hakoda shook the wolf plush toy excitingly.

"Please quiet down, Teo's trying to sleep." Suki hushed her children. A loud caw from a hawk caught the parent's attention. It also woke up Teo.

"That looks like Aang's bird." Suki said. Sokka picked up his pace little bit.

"It could be an emergency." Sokka suggested. "We should walk faster." Suki tightened her grip on Teo and walked faster.

In the middle of the mountains was a house in a tiny village that had come on the map about 4 years ago. A few earthbenders had formed this village and named it the Bei Fong village.

One of those villagers was blind, and was relaxing by their home. Her name was Toph. She rubbed her feet on the ground, feeling everything around her. The sound of flapping wings brought her attention, but didn't bother looking up. By the vibrations of the landing, it was a hawk.

Toph took the note off the hawk and felt it leave the ground. She walked into her brick-made home. She had one of her friends, The Duke, read to her. He liked stopping by when he passed the village.

"Toph," he started reading. "Please head to my house immediately. Zuko and I need to discuss something urgent. Your friend, Aang." The Duke finished, but was left to a Toph-empty house. He got up and left her house, being polite.

Oh no! What will happen? Just kidding. But I really wanna stop it here and hear what everyone has to say about it. One thing before you review I let Aang have a wife because I needed to make it interesting. I know that's not possible him being a monk and all, but whatever. I have a thin plot I'm following so, a quarter of this is by ear. And all of the people's names were named after people on the show. If you figure it out e-mail me or review it. (Hint: use .com it's useful!)