Sunrise

Inside the house, Amaya was not happy. "Daddy, why did we have to go? Sister Dragon needs us!"

"I know, sweetie," Pai responded tenderly. "But what she needs now is to do this on her own. She wouldn't want us to see her like that."

"Okay...Daddy." Amaya was a lot less sure than she would have liked.

That's when the front door opened. Toph was first one inside. Masanori and Katara helped the now-clothed Azula into the house, followed by Ursa holding the baby. "Pai...we have a granddaughter."

Amaya jumped from her chair and ran up to see. "She's so cute!"

Ursa knelt down. "This is Roka, honey. She's your niece."

"Hi, Roka," Amaya said. "I love you."

"We all do, Amaya," Masanori said with emotion.

They went upstairs and helped Azula into her bed. Masanori sat beside her, holding Roka so tenderly.

"Can I touch her?" Toph requested. "It's the only way for me." Toph's request was granted. Roka began wailing at the feel of Toph's rough hand on her face. "Loud, isn't she?"

"She has a strong spirit, just like her mother." Masanori just could not stop smiling.

Ursa turned to Katara. "My dear, would you help me?"

"Sure," Katara said tentatively, not knowing where this would go.

"There are several people who need to know about our little joy. Could you please send a message to Zuko and Mai?"

"Of course. But I have to ask..."

"Why I can't do it? I'd like to tell Suri Sun about her new granddaughter...one grandma to another."

Katara's answer was a melting smile.

"Madam?"

Suri Sun looked up from her tea. "Yes, Zan?"

"The lady Ursa would like to see you."

"Oh, thank you." Suri set down her cup. "Please show her in." Suri rose as Ursa entered the room. "Ursa, this is unexpected, but not unwelcome. How's my favorite girl doing?"

"She just had the baby, Suri."

"What?!"

"Just a little while ago." Ursa put her hand on Suri's shoulder. "You and I are grandmothers."

"So what are we doing here? Let's go!"

"Mom!" Masanori was overjoyed to see his mother. "Come see your granddaughter."

Suri approached the bed where Azula held the squirming newborn. "Oh...she is gorgeous!" Suri gushed. "She looks like you, Azula. Except the nose. That belongs to my Masa."

"But my heart belongs to her," Masanori added.

"How's my other favorite girl?" Suri asked Azula.

"I squeezed a person out of me two hours ago," Azula said bluntly. Then she smiled. "I'm a lot better than I would have expected." She turned to her husband. "She'll sleep in our room tonight. We'll use the cradle Zuzu gave us."

"Sounds great," Masanori said.

"Being hit with a meteor hammer would sound great to you right now, Little Boy." Azula stroked her daughter's head, feeling the thin hair covering her scalp. "My baby...my baby!" The princess wept joyfully. "I love you, Roka. I may not be any good at it, but you'll have my best."

"She's a winter baby," Suri mused. "That's rare in the Fire Nation."

"I was born in winter," Azula said proudly. "Just like my grandfather and-"

"Azula, please," Ursa said with a look of disgust. "Don't mention that man's name. Not now."

"It's part of Roka's lineage too, Mother."

"No arguments," Katara commanded.

"I agree," Suri said.

"I'd like to hold her if it's all right," Ursa said apologetically. Azula-reluctantly-gave her the baby. Ursa cradled the newborn so gently. "I wasn't there when Zuko's children were born. But I'm here for you, and I will be as long as I'm alive. All of my grandchildren will have my very best."

"And mine," Suri concurred, rubbing Roka's head. The newborn started wailing and Suri recoiled.

"It's not you, Mrs. Sun," Azula said. "She's probably hungry." Azula took the baby. Discreetly, she pulled her robe away and began to feed her daughter.

"I think we could all use some food," Suri said gamely. "Point me to the kitchen and I'm in business."