I don't own avatar. I don't own much of anything. This story is a brain child of a bored day at work. Rated T right now, but it is me. The Yuck factor will apply.

YUCK Factor: 0 of 10

He opened his eyes lazily and looked up at the evening sky. He took in a deep breath letting the warm air fill his lungs. He pushed himself to sit up and looked around. Everything was so peaceful. He stood up and stretched his arms up to the sky. He couldn't remember the last time he had drifted to sleep like that without having to worry about the world around him. He let the peace sink into him as he took another look out at the valley. The grass seemed brighter, the air cleaner, and the world just over all better. The smell of food found him, and he closed his eyes as he took in the delicious odor. The women were cooking. He turned and looked back at the small house, and smiled as the cloud of puff gray billowed out of the smoke stack. He set his hands in his pockets loosely and walked the short ways to the door, but before he opened it he paused. He could have sworn he heard something.

"FOOD!" Yep that's what he thought. He jumped out of the way just in time for Sokka to come barreling through the yard. He watched the man run into the house, the line of fine trailing behind him. A smile crawled over his face. The moron had been convinced that he would catch 'the big one' today, so he had been at it since early morning. He laughed and walked through the door. His eyes scanned the house curiously until his eyes settled on the kitchen. He walked over and propped himself up against, watching her across the kitchen with ease. He walked up behind her as she stirred the pot over the fire. He curled his arms around her and nuzzled into her neck. He kissed her gently on the back, before she pushed her elbow back into his stomach.

"I'm busy." He smiled and stepped away from her.

"You're always busy." She shook her head but couldn't hide the smile. He turned and watched Katara walk in the kitchen. He walked over and looked down at the little baby in her arms. He waggled his finger at the little girl until she wrapped her tiny fingers around his. He smiled.

"I'm glad you made it. I didn't know how you would fare on a ship." Katara frowned.

"I'm fine. I wish you men would quit worrying about me."

"Now what kind of fun would that be?" Haru retorted as he walked in. He took the little girl from his wife and shook his head as he looked over at Zuko.

"Spirits! What happened to you?" Zuko frowned and cocked an eyebrow at him. Haru pushed a finger down on Zuko's shoulder and picked it up quickly. He watched the white spot disappear into red. He stifled a laugh as Zuko growled and covered his shoulder.

"You're sun burned?!" Katara said trying to hold back her own laughter. Zuko frowned and started to make a wise ass come back but was cut off.

"All of you are really messing up my rhythm! Get out of my kitchen! Except Sugar Queen, you have to help." Toph said with her hands on her hips. Her blind eyes stared at them. She stomped her foot and pointed toward the door.

"OUT!" Haru and Zuko did as they were told. Toph frowned and shook her head.

"That means you too, Sokka." She said as the man at the table tried to remain perfectly still. Maybe if he didn't move she wouldn't sense him. Or not.

The men made their way out into the yard, but Haru wasn't going to leave well enough alone. He smiled and turned to Zuko.

"Tell me: How does a fire-bender sunburn?" Zuko frowned a mock evil glare sent towards the Earth Bender.

"How does someone like you get hit by a boulder?" Haru frowned. Zuko smiled triumphantly. It was three years after the war was over, when Haru had proposed to Katara, which, needless to say, took everyone by surprise. What was even more of a surprise was that she said yes. But Sokka didn't take it so well, but Aang took it worse. He and the earth bender got into a huge argument. Zuko frowned as he thought about it. It was very odd for Aang to raise his voice, much let start an argument. Toph, being the little mischief maker she is, thought it would be funny to drop a rock between them. But because of the high amount of tension between the two men, neither of them could sense the rock coming at them. Zuko smiled. The rock landed right on Haru's foot. Zuko looked at the Earth bender as he rocked the small child. The child was a pretty baby. She had the dark skin of both of her parents the deep green eyes of her father, and then the dark brown hair of her mother.

He shook his head. The pregnancy had almost killed Katara. The two had been married a two years to the day when she got pregnant. The letters they sent to Toph and himself were good for the first six months. But Haru had sent a distressed letter informing them that all was not well. She had shot straight out of a deep sleep one night to find herself sitting in a pool of blood. Zuko cringed, as he remembered reading the letter to Toph. Haru was clearly on edge. The mid-wife refused to let Katara out of the bed. If she was to walk around, she would certainly lose the child. The labor come to her a month before she was due, and the baby was reversed in the womb. Haru had sent them a letter after all was over, telling them that she had to be cut open to retrieve the child and that Katara had lost such a great amount of blood that there was a possibility that she wouldn't live but a few more months if she was to get blood poisoning. He could remember the look on Toph's face, when the letter reached them that they were still coming for a visit.

Zuko sat down under a tree, Haru joining him, and Sokka after that. Sokka stretched out and yawned. He settled back against the tree and closed his eyes. Zuko never quite understood the man. He and Suki had been together on and off since the war, but they were both too stubborn to move. Each wanted to live in their home village.

"How long has it been since you've seen Aang, Sokka?" Haru ask his brother in law abruptly. Zuko turned his eyes to look at Haru then looked over to Sokka. But Sokka didn't answer. Zuko frowned and kicked Sokka's leg. The man's eyes shot open.

"Huh? What?" Zuko shook his head. How the man could fall asleep that face was beyond him. Haru repeated his question causing Sokka to frown. He rubbed his chin for a moment as he thought.

"I haven't seen him since Chyiana was born." Four months then. Zuko jumped when he heard something crash in the house. He was on his feet and through the door, before the other two men had registered something was wrong. He ran to the kitchen and slid to a stop. A bowl of hiaa-berries was shattered to pieces on the floor, and Katara was holding a limp Toph. Zuko knelt down next to Katara looking over the girl carefully. He treasured the small Earth Bender, and he had for a long time. The circumstances of their relationship may have been odd, but still they cherished one another.

"What happened?!" He snapped at Katara. Her eyes were wide as she shook her head.

"She was stirring the dumpling mix. She grabbed her head and fell over." Katara said cradling Toph's head in her arms. Zuko frowned pushed his fingers against her neck. Her pulse was normal, just as he started pull her into his lap, her eyes shot open and her back arched as she gasp in an overly deep breath. Toph's hand shot out and grabbed Zuko's collar. She pulled herself into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his chest. Zuko's wide eyes looked at Katara in confusion as he wrapped his arms around his wife. As his arms tightened around her, he realized that she was trembling. Haru and Sokka stared down at the entire scene in wonder and worry.

Zuko smoothed Toph's hair as he cradled her in his arms. She was gasping in ragged breaths. He frowned and held her tighter.

"For the love of Spirits, Toph, what is going on?" She wrapped her arms around her self and sat up.

"I don't know, but I think Aang is in trouble."

Hmm. Ok R&R and we'll see where this goes.