(A/N):Forshadow:Ooo this chapter is revealing! Oh, and btw, this is the revised chapter. Before, I had mistook Smellerbee for a boy, not a girl. Guess I missed that episode;-)

-Jet-

"Uhh…" Jet moaned, "Where am I?" He rubbed his throbbing head, mussing his dark hair caked in sweat. The two shady faces staring down at him looked alien to him. "Who are you?" he asked a little more panicked as his vision adjusted and became sharper in the darkness of the cave.

The shorter shaggy adolescent with looked surprised as she answered in a hushed tone, "You don't remember?" She searched deep into Jet's blank stare, "I guess you wouldn't. Well, I'm Smellerbee and this here's Longshot. We're the last surviving members of the Freedom Fighters."

"The Freedom Fighters…" Jet mused. Images whirled through his head, bursting and flaring intensely, memories falling like raindrops. The fire, oh the fire! It hurt, it seared. He heard the voice of people, men, women and children alike; all screaming, they were screaming at the water, all their homes destroyed. Because of him. Static eyes peered into his from his memories. All time stilled as recognition overcame him. It was her. They belonged to her. The eyes that made the core of his soul freeze over. She was back.

"I-I remember," his voice trembled with unshaken fear. "Longshot, Smellerbee, I remember." Sighs of relief came exited from Jet's companions, echoing in the cave. "Where are we?"

"We're in a cave just outside Lake Laogai."

"Yes. I remember Lake Laogai. And Long Feng." His fists clenched in anger. That power hungry monster imprisoned him in a mind labyrinth and used him for others' demise. "There were others. At the battle in Lake Laogai, who were the others? I can't remember them! Why can't I remember them?"

"Do you mean Aang?" wondered Longshot.

"Yes! Yes, who else?"

"Well," continued Longshot, "There was Sokka, Toph, and Katara—"

"Katara!" Jet exclaimed eyes widening at the name as if something had ticked off inside his brain.

"Yeah," said Smellerbee, "Why do you sound so surprised?"

"Don't you see? That's her! I had forgotten, but now I remember. We need to find her. I need to tell her." Jet threw off his thin sheets, leaped from his mat. He realized that he had nothing on and started searching for clothes in the darkness.

"We need to tell her what? Jet!" exclaimed Smellerbee, trying to get Jet's attention as he searched for his clothes.

"I don't know! Now where are my clothes?" Jet shouted growing impatient. Already Longshot had crept over to a corner of the cave and returned with a sodden bundle of ragged clothing. "Thanks," he muttered as he reluctantly pulled on the damp shirt, "Now let's get out of this forsaken pit."

Longshot led the way up a dank tunnel winding through the earth until finally they surfaced through to a vestibule of moss-covered boulders emitting the cold light of dusk. Jet breathed in the air, sweet in his lungs as they opened up. It felt as if he had been cramped up in a caged for years and had forgotten the pleasures of life, experiencing them to the full now.

"Jet," said Smellerbee, "Finding her will be easy. But talking to her won't be so simple."

"What do you mean?" Jet said, voice tainted with hostility.

"It's just that, Katara is a queen now."

"Queen? What? How long have I been asleep?"

Smellerbee became quiet as she said "You've been in and out of it for about," her mouth toyed over the forming words while she was thinking of how to put it gently, "Well for about seven years now."

"No, no! This can't be!" Jet let his anger run with him. He slammed his fists on a boulder nearby. He couldn't have been out that long. She would have forgotten. She would have forgotten him. He rubbed his chin brooding on the thought of her. What? There was stubble on his chin where there never was. Actually, there was a beard. He had never had facial hair before; he had never had to shave. Yes, he confirmed. He had been asleep for seven years. And that was too many years for his taste.

Jet calmed, slightly panting from his fit, "So queen, eh? Queen of what?"

"Of the Water Kingdom." Smellerbee verified with a nod.

"I see," Jet said solemnly, "And what else have I missed?"

"Well the War of Ozai's Comet is over. Avatar Aang defeated the Fire Lord and the battle resulted in peace between the nations. As for the Avatar's other companions, Toph became Queen of the Earth Kingdom, Sokka is now Katara's battle chief, and as for the Avatar himself, he is now High King of all the Tribes of the Elements, and King of the Air Kingdom."

"And who rules the Fire Kingdom?" Jet murmured, eyes lowered and ablaze with passion.

"King Zuko is ruler over the Fire Nation." Smellerbee responded with the utmost sensitivity.

"Yes. That is to be expected," Jet forced roughly suppressing his vexation, "But nonetheless, I need to find Katara," his eyes sparked with burning zeal. "Where does she reside?"

Smellerbee shrugged his shoulders, so Jet looked to the silent Longshot who simply replied, "The South Pole."

"Well then chums," he smiled smugly, "We need a plan."

Smellerbee's face lit up at these words, "Now that's the Jet I know!"

Jet gave a short laugh, "Okay, what's the quickest way to get there?"

"Why, the Royal Avian Amenity, I believe." Smellerbee mused.

"What's that?"

"It's a public service Avatar Aang established. It is a fleet of flying aircrafts. The best thing about it is that it's free. Some say Avatar pays the pilots personally for contributing to the greater good of his citizens. There's even an Avian Station in Ba Sing Se."

Jet looked up at the darkened sky with stars peeping out to begin their spying ritual of the night. "Good. Be ready to leave for the city a first light." Don't worry, Katara, he thought, Just wait. Look back at me.

(A/N): Disclaimer: That last sentence was from a BBC movie called North and South. Just thought you should know that all credit for that goes to Elizabeth Gaskell and John Thorton! Heehee. Great movie, you all should totally watch it. It's worth the 4 hours of you life.