She walked through the house following the sound of an infant's crying. When she found the door she was looking for, she opened it and walked in towards the little crib in the corner. When she looked in, the crying stopped and there was nothing but an empty crib.
Horrified, she looked down at the floor and saw only blood. Then, the crying started again.
Korra woke up in a cold sweat. She was 7 months pregnant with her little baby girl. She looked over to side to where Mako was sound asleep. She looked at the time.
"7: 47," she thought to herself. "I might as well get up."
When she stood up, Mako woke up too. Korra didn't notice him and went to nursery in the room a couple doors away her and Mako's bedroom. She looked in and heard Mako come up behind her.
"What's wrong, Korra? Another nightmare?" he asked. She had been having nightmares for the last week.
"Yes. It was same one as last night, "she said." What if she dies too?"
"Korra, I will love you anyway. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't have been married to you for the last 4 years. It won't be your fault if she does. It wasn't your fault when he died either. Just because they were supposed to be twins and one dies doesn't mean the other one will too."
"We should start thinking of names." As she said it, she smiled and looked at her husband.
"Now that you're finally 7 months in, will you please tell the date? You told me you would tell me when your 7 months," he said.
"Fine. You're going to find this really funny. Ready?" she said as she lightly laughed.
"Yes. Tell me. You've made wait long enough. When is our beautiful little girl's due date?" Mako asked with much eagerness.
"August 7."
"Our anniversary? Our baby's birthday will be on our anniversary?" Mako asked.
"Yes. Why? Is that a problem?"
"No. It's just...amazing."
Korra looked up at Mako and into his beautiful amber eyes. When he saw her, he did the same with her gorgeous blue ones.
"I love you, Mako," Korra said.
"I love you too."
Later that day at lunch, Korra sat down with Mako at the kitchen table with a pad and pen in her hands. She opened the pen and was ready to write.
"Alright, any suggestions?" she asked her husband.
"Hmm. How about Kila? Do like that name?"
"Yeah. That sounds pretty," Korra said as she wrote the name on the paper. "How do you feel about K.J?"
"K.J? What does that stand for?" Mako asked curiously.
"Korra Jr."
"Even after all these years you are still crazy. She should have an original name."
"Okay. What about Makorra? A combination of our names," Korra said with more confidence.
"Makorra? Yeah. I like it. It's a good name."
"Ok so it's either Kila or Makorra."
"It doesn't matter what her name is, we'll love her anyways since she ours,' Mako said while rubbing Korra's stomach to feel the baby. Then, she leaned in and gave him a long, passionate kiss.
That night, Korra went into her bedroom and laid down for bed with her hand in Mako's. With his free hand, Mako stroked Korra's hair while she felt the baby's kick until she fell asleep with no nightmares of her little girl.