AN: Ok, so I decided to start over, and retype it all in a different story, a lot better than the other, zuko'll be more in character, I'll still use chapter 13, hehe, and there'll still be a bipolar fairy.

Chapter 2: Stranded

Katara woke up to everyone on the move, again. She sighed, and didn't bother to ask where they were going, she already knew. They had been heading to the Eastern Air Temple for a few weeks now; Aang had to return to guru Pathik.

"About how much longer is it going to take to get there now, Aang?" Katara asked, once they were in the air again.

"Oh, we should be getting there today, actually, in a few hours," Aang replied. Everyone sighed a sigh of relief at that.

Once they arrived, Pathik was waiting for them on the balcony, and there was a storm brewing.

"Avatar Aang," Pathik started, "you and your friends should go find a room quickly, and wait there until tomorrow, a horrible storm is coming," he finished.

Everyone nodded, and turned towards the hallway. After about an hour, it was decided, Aang would share with Sokka, Iroh would have a room to himself, and Zuko, Katara, and Momo shared a room. Momo and Zuko had become quite good friends since he and Iroh had joined them.

Zuko was rearranging some things in the corner with Momo on his shoulder, while Katara pulled her boots back on, and walked down the balcony steps outside, it had just begun to rain.

Zuko turned, and followed her out the door, "What are you doing?" he asked after Momo jumped off his shoulder, and back into the room.

"Well, I like the rein, and I'd like to check out that old village over there," Katara replied, pointing to where she was heading.

Zuko shrugged and followed her, with a bit of curiosity himself. They had to wade through a stream to get there, one which unnoticeably to them was getting deeper.

Katara and Zuko spent the next few hours in silence, walking through the ruins of the village, resting under still standing buildings.

"Katara, I think we should go back now," Zuko said suddenly, startling Katara.

"Yeah, it is getting pretty dark," she replied following him over to the creek.

They gasped at what they saw, the creek was swelled to the point that elephant koi could swim in there and have plenty of room, there was no way possible across, the water was too deep for Katara to bend, and neither of them could swim it with it that far, and that deep.

AN: ok, yeah I know it still has some of the same story, Momo and Zuko are friends, they're at the eastern air temple sharing rooms, but this is different, and a lot better, no?