Alright, so you guys twisted my arm - let's make it a two-fer ;)

I've kind of divided this 'Part Two' into two parts lol. See, I wanted both Katara and Aang's point-of-views here - but I didn't want to switch the view points during the story as it might get confusing (thanking you for the tip, Kumori Doragon) So - it's in two parts, but is a continuing story…you'll see.

First up, Katara and her wonderful mind :)

Oh but before that, can I just thank my anonymous reviewers. Both really lovely reviews - and yes, completely anonymous person, I'm definitely going to continue watching the series. I'm hooked!

Disclaimer: Yeah, I own Avatar. That's why I'm writing fiction about it for no profit. Yep.

Can't You See That I Still Love You?

It was three hours after Aang and Katara had partaken in their incredibly awkward conversation, and by some miracle, the brunette had actually managed to get to sleep.

Her rest was troubled however, and she tossed and turned in fits.

Down her cheek, forgotten tears left silvery, sad trails.

Images filled her subconscious mind. Flashes of what had been…and what could still be. And then through the oppressive darkness - Katara heard her name being called.

"Katara?"

It felt so far away though. Too far away to worry about.

"Katara?" it asked again, more insistent this time.

The girl murmured and turned, half awake now - but sleep was far more inviting than drifting back to the physical world.

Katara liked the darkness. She yearned for it.

There - anything was possible.

All the real world seemed to bring was heartache and struggle. What was the point?

Now stuck in that place between dreams and reality, Katara found her half-conscious mind wondering if every fourteen-year-old girl felt that same way - or if she was alone in the fight.

"Katara - come on! Wake up already!"

But there was that voice again, and the light was coming fast now. Slowly, she arose from the vast swamp of dreams. Reality was once again with her.

How boring.

The Waterbender cracked an eye open, to find Sokka perched above her. He looked worried, but Katara's sleep-ridden mind couldn't automatically register the significance of it.

What she did notice however, was that it was still dark out. In fact, it was still very dark out. What was the time anyway?

The brunette let out a groan, and moved a hand to her forehead. "Sokka? What - what's going on? Dark equals sleeping time."

"Katara, just now, when I got up to - ah, do…certain things -"

"I beg you to please spare me the details."

"Well when I did," Sokka continued, "I noticed Aang was gone!"

"What?!"

That got her attention. Instantly Katara sat up. Turning to Aang's sleeping bag, she saw it was true. The Avatar really was gone.

Oh God.

"Do you think somebody took him? - In his sleep?"

Already the worst scenarios possible were flooding Katara's mind.

Sokka shook his head. "There's no sign of a struggle. He probably just got up to go for a walk or something, but still - I think we better go look for him - you know how that kid loves to find trouble."

Katara couldn't agree more. "Let's move."

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The pair walked for what seemed like hours - but was probably closer to fifteen minutes. They said nothing.

Every minute walked gave way to a greater feeling of foreboding and fear for the young Waterbender.

What if Aang had been taken? He could be anywhere now.

Oh Spirits, what if he had been killed? What if the stupid Fire Nation had done away with wayward chats and got right to the Firebending side of things?

No, it's ok - Aang was strong. He was the Avatar.

A Firebender, or anyone for that matter, would have to get up pretty flipping early to defeat him.

The thought cheered Katara for about a millisecond.

Aang was incredibly impulsive though. What if he had been careless?

The brunette shook her head in defiance to her thoughts.

What was she doing? It was very possible - almost one hundred percent possible in fact, that Aang had just gone somewhere.

In the middle of the night.

Alone.

And without telling them.

Oh jeez, the doubt was back.

"It's gonna be ok Katara," Sokka said suddenly.

The unexpected voice in the otherwise silent night caused the brunette to jump a little. "Am I that transparent?" she asked meekly, wearing the expression of someone who was quite obviously worried.

The boy looked to her, noted the expression and chuckled lightly. "Yeah, pretty much."

The Waterbender smiled a little, despite herself. Looking to the ground, she said, "You know, he's just so impulsive…I just hope he hasn't gone off to do anything stupid."

"Oh Katara, you should know better. Aang's gonna be fine," Sokka breezed back, "He's always fine. He probably just, you know, needed to get some air or something."

But Aang could create air with the tiniest flick of his finger - why would he need to go walking for it?

The thought did nothing to soothe Katara's fears.

"Just don't worry yourself. You don't want to get as grey as Gran Gran now."

The teenager shot a cheeky smile his sister's way, and dodged as she went to hit him.

"Hey!" Katara laughed, "Now that was just uncalled for."

Sokka suppressed a snort, before saying, "Hey, I'm just warning yah." The boy jammed his hands into the warm pockets of his parka, and looked up to the night sky. There was a pause, and then, "Don't think I haven't noticed you plucking hairs out…"

Katara's mouth opened slightly in feigned shock. "Sokka!" she laughed, "don't make me Waterbend you."

The girl's brother raised his hands in a sign of truce. He laughed. "You're right; please forgive me oh Mighty Master Katara."

He bowed slightly to this, which made the brunette laugh. "You idiot."

Grinning at each other, the pair bumped shoulders playfully.

"There. Feel better now?" Sokka asked.

But Katara never got a chance to respond. For in the clearing the siblings had entered, stood Aang.

The Waterbender's eyes widened in surprised joy.

"Ah - there he is," Katara heard her brother say, before she rushed over to the Airbender.

"Aang!"

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And that's what Katara's point-of-view looks like, now click to chapter two for Aang's thoughts on the whole matter…

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