Katara stood out on the balcony outside her and Zuko's bedroom. Her hand rested on her rounded belly. She looked up at the full moon. "Mom, I'm scared. What if I'm not a good mother? What if I mess up?" she whispered to the sky. Her mother's spirit seemed to float across the moon. You'll be a wonderful mother. As I was when you were born. I was scared too. Her mother's voice spoke in Katara's mind and in her heart. "Thank you Mom." Katara whispered then she returned to bed and slept a peaceful smile on her face as she rested her head on Zuko's bare chest and his arms slid around her.