I was thinking about Jet today, & the episode in which Long Feng kills him. Of course, he does not die on screen, but in Avatar Wikia, an excerpt from the creators tells us that Jet dies of his wounds. It is obvious that Katara still had slight feelings for Jet, maybe more than slight, despite all the horrible things he had done. This is what I think should've happened. Yeah, it's short, and maybe not too good, but, hey! Jet deserves a nicer way to die. Oh, and I would like to know-how many of us Avatar adorers are fricking pissed off that they are pronouncing Aang's name wrong, in the movie? That's what they get for letting Night Shamalamadingdong direct the movie. -_-

Katara's p.o.v

I watched in horror as Jet tried attacking Aang. I was angry, and wanted to do something about it, but I was fighting off Dai Li agents. I overcame them both, in time to notice that it wasn't Jet's fault he was attacking Aang, Long Feng was hypnotizing him, trying to brainwash him again, and Aang was trying to shake him out of it.

Then, as Jet finally snapped out of it and threw a dagger at Long Feng, the evil man earth bended a column of earth, sending it to smack Jet's body full steam, and knock him to the ground, motionless.

Long Feng made his escape, and we all crowded around Jet, my eyes filling with tears. I dropped to my knees and water bended water out of my pouch, putting my hands and the water on his chest, trying to heal him. "This isn't good," I said sadly. No one but me could tell I was frightened to death. I couldn't heal him. I just couldn't. There were no external wounds…it was his heart, it was bleeding out. I couldn't heal wounds that came from the inside. It took everything I had not to break down then. I remembered all the awful things Jet had done, every innocent person he had murdered…but he had been very hurt, and confused, and driven by anger and hate. He really had changed. I remembered everything he had done for me, all the nice things he had said, the way he made me feel then-beautiful.

Smellerbee spoke up. "You guys go find Appa. We'll take care of Jet."

"We're not going to leave you," I said, more to Jet than anyone else. Oh, Jet…

Then, to everyone's great surprise, Long Shot uttered words. He wasn't mute! "There's no time. Just go. We'll take care of him. He's our leader."

Jet opened his eyes, and my mouth dropped open. "Don't worry, Katara. I'll be fine," he said tenderly. He smiled gently at me, and I didn't have to be Toph to know he was lying.

I started crying, gently, and knelt down beside him, not caring about the time. I put my lips on his, gently, kissing him, pouring all my sadness and hurt and fright into him. "I'm so sorry Jet," I cried. "So so sorry," I said, holding his head to mine, but no longer kissing him.

"Katara," he said with difficulty. "Don't worry about me. I want you to live your life, do something crazy, be happy, and help restore peace to the world. I failed in my job at that, I got too hatred-driven. You can never be like me, and that's why I loved you. Don't change, Katara," he said, and then he kissed me for one last time, gently, and I kissed him back.

Then, I got up quick as a flash, not bearing to see Jet die. He had so much good in him…I ran towards the exit, hearing Smellerbee cry softly over Jet. I'd never forget him. I could sense a bit of hostility coming from Aang-oh my gosh, was he jealous?

I hope that was okay…? Everything else in the episode happens as written. I just thought I might make a change.