Korra smiled politely when the waiter set the two bowls of noodles down. Asami eyed her noodles hungrily and Korra raised her eyebrow.

"You may get more satisfaction is you actually eat it."

Asami rolled her eyes and poked Korra with a chopstick. "Hush." Her eyes rolled back in pleasure as she took her first bite. Korra simply smiled and shook her head. Asami is just too damn cute. I love all the little faces she makes.

Asami took a sip of her tea and looked at her wife expectantly. "Well? Going to tell me how these rituals work?"

Korra cleared her throat. "There are a few different ones I saw before Tenzin spooked me." She said twirling a chopstick in her fingers. "Admittedly they sound pretty intense. They were all developed by past Avatars, turns out I'm not the only lady-loving Avatar."

Asami chuckled and urged her to continue with a wave of her hand.

"The first one involves me going into the Avatar state and seeking out past connections." She said dryly.

Asami pursed her lips and placed a hand over Korra's. Korra had only been able to recover a small number of her past reincarnations. Asami frowned when she thought about all the nights she held a sobbing Korra in her arms. Sobbing because she felt like a failure. Sobbing because she felt like she had allowed the essence of history itself to be destroyed.

"Korra, you've recovered Kuruk, Yangchen, and countless others.."

Korra snorted. "Only several thousand left to go."

Asami sighed. "It's amazing you've even been able to do this. No Avatar has had to do anything like this before. You're flying blind, but you're not flying alone. I'll help any way I can."

Korra smiled. "I know. You've never let me be alone."

"And I never will." Asami took back her hand and picked up her chopsticks. "That being the case don't try and divorce me or it'll get ugly."

Korra chuckled. "I wouldn't be talking about having children if I was going to." She brushed a stray hair out of her face. "Anyway, another method involves us both crossing over into the Spirit World and seek the 'creation'."

"Creation?"

"I'm not sure. It's just what was written."

"Anything others?"

"Yeah, we cross over into the Spirit World and go to 'Crossing' and seek 'Renewal'."

"What does any of that mean?"

Korra shrugged and took a sip of her tea. "I have no idea. I'm exactly the most spiritual Avatar."

"Do you still want to go through with it? We could just adopt." Asami suggested before brings noodles to her mouth.

Korra nodded. "There is that. I'd still like for us to try. I'm being greedy and want a baby with you."

"You do realize some people are going to have a problem with this."

"I'm well aware. I'm ready for the whole 'how are two women even going to do this' thing to come around." Korra said with a humorless smile.

Asami smiled softly. "It's a nice thought though. Even if these rituals don't work, I want us to adopt. Now I have children on the brain."

Korra grinned and placed a hand over Asami's. "We'll have a family soon enough. I promise."

Asami smiled sweetly. She picked up her chopsticks and pointed to Korra's noodle soup. "Eat up before it gets cold."

"So, it looks like no matter what we decide to do we have to go to the spirit world?"

"Yes. I can't go commune with past Avatars because I don't know which female Avatars would have done this and the reincarnations I do have may try to point me further back." Korra huffed as she buckled her seatbelt. "Fucking Unalaq."

"Korra…"

"Right, right. May he rest in peace." Korra sighed. "I'm sorry. It's just a frustrating situation. I've been going almost constantly over the last five years to try and recover my past lives. If I could just complete this last cycle."

"Kiyoshi, Roku, Aang, and You?" Asami asked reapplying her lipstick in the mirror.

She glanced at Asami with an annoyed look. "Have we really had this conversation so much you can do your makeup while we're talking?" Korra asked dryly.

"What are you talking about? I'm listening. I always listen." Asami glared at her.

Korra snapped. "No, you don't. You either brush me off because you have 'paperwork' or 'meetings' and when it's not that you're in your little workshop downstairs in the garage doing Spirits know what."

"Where the hell is this coming from Korra? I'm busy. You know that, there has never been a time after my father's imprisonment when I haven't been busy."

"Yes, I know. You brought paperwork on our honeymoon."

"I had a shipment going out that following week." Asami moved over to look at Korra in the face. "Tell me what this is really about."

"…"

"Korra!"

Korra crossed her arms. "Is there someone else?"

Asami looked like she had been slapped. Korra bit her lip and looked away. "You've been so distant as of late. I know this marriage could never end because it would be a public relations nightmare, but it's just been the fear eating at the back of my mind." She sighed. "That's why I've been pushing this baby thing. I want you to stay. I love you."

She slowly turned her head to see Asami. Her eyes and face were blank. She closed her eyes and opened them, this time they were full of rage. Korra shifted back.

"I don't know if you're unnecessarily insecure or just profoundly fucking stupid. How dare you even insinuate that I look at another woman. After everything, I have been through for you. After everything, I gave up for you. Korra, I love you. Just you. There is no one else and there never will be. What about all those romantic words we just shared in the restaurant?" She cupped Korra's face with a hand. "I want a baby with you because I love and cherish you. There is no other reason for that. You're you. That's why I love you."

Korra pulled away from Asami's hand. "I'm nothing. I'm just a blank slate that Raava uses. The Avatars aren't individuals, Asami."

Asami pulled her hand away. "That's a lie and you fucking know it." Korra tried to speak, but she held up a hand. "Look at Aang. Was he a blank slate? He had Tenzin, Kya, and Bumi. What about Jinora, Ikki, and Meelo? Or Katara, Sokka, Toph, or Zuko? Did a blank slate touch that many lives?"

"No."

"Then you are no different. Would I fall in love and dedicate my life to a blank slate? Would I so badly want a child with a blank slate?"

"No."

"Do you seriously think I'm seeing someone else?"

"No."

"Unnecessarily insecure or profoundly stupid?"

"Both."

Asami buckled her seatbelt. "You may be The Avatar, but I'm your wife. I'll always win."

"Master Katara teach you that one?"

"Yes, she did."

Korra laughed. She squeezed Asami's thigh. "Asami, sweetie, I'm really sorry. I just feel so lost right now."

Asami started up the Satomobile and pulled into the street.

"Well, we'll see if I can't cheer you up."

Korra mock gasped. "Asami Sato, what kind of a woman do you think I am?"

Asami rolled her eyes. "That is not what I was talking about, but we can do that anyway if you'd like."

"I wouldn't say no." Korra said slyly.

Asami smiled. "Why don't I take you somewhere special?"

"Asami…we haven't been here in ages." Korra said breathing in the salty ocean air.

Asami smiled, watching Korra inhale deeply. She had driven them to edge of Republic City to the ledge that overlooked the vastness of the ocean. This spot meant everything to them. It's the spot where they confessed their love. Korra turned to Asami and wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her close. Asami sighed contently and wrapped her arms Korra's shoulders.

The two women stood there for a long while just holding each other. Korra buried her face into Asami's shoulder and she pressed a kiss to Korra's head. She took Korra's chin between her thumb and index finger and tilted her head up.

"I love you, Korra. I love you with everything that I am and I don't want anyone but you." Asami whispered before kiss her deeply.

Korra grabbed her wife's hips and pulled her close. Asami moaned into their kiss and tangled her finger in Korra's hair. She pulled back and looked down at her.

"Let's go home. I want to make love to you."

"That was wonderful." Asami stretched, draping an arm over a naked Korra.

"Always is." Korra nuzzled her face into Asami's hair.

She rested her head on Korra's shoulder and sighed contently. Asami's hand traced a path up and down Korra's abdomen. Korra smiled and tucked a stray hair behind Asami's ear. She rested her head against Asami's, relishing in Asami's movements.

"You know I love it when you do that." Korra purred.

Asami let out a throaty chuckle. "Why do you think I'm doing it?" Korra pushed Asami on her back and began to kiss her neck lightly. She parted her legs making room for Korra, who settled between them. Asami gripped Korra's hips and pulled her forward in a rocking motion. She smiled against Asami's neck and continued the rocking. Asami ran her hands up and down Korra's sides and left out a soft moan when Korra started nipping. One of her hands found its way to Asami's breast, teasing her nipple with her thumb. Asami pulled Korra's head to hers and kissed her passionately. Korra pulled back and Asami kissed her jawline.

In one swift motion, she flipped Korra on her back and kissed a soft trail down Korra's abdomen. She glanced up at Korra with a cocked eyebrow and a devilish grin. Korra shivered at the love and desire in her wife's eyes. Asami pushed her thighs apart. Korra cried out when Asami's tongue moved through her wetness. She tangled her hands in Asami's hair and arched her back.

Just as Asami slipped two fingers inside Korra, the phone at the bedside rang. Asami propped herself up and looked at Korra who placed her hands over her face and groaned.

"It's ok, go ahead and answer it."

Asami flashed her an apologetic smile when she picked up the receiver. "Asami Sato."

Korra sighed and rolled out of bed, she reached for her robe and slipped it on. Asami frowned when she heard Korra's frustrated sigh as she padded into the bathroom. She narrowed her eyes when she heard the shower turn on; she knew exactly what Korra was going to do. Hell no, that's my job.

"Listen, Xiao, I'm going to need you to handle things for a while," Asami said interrupting the babbling man on the other end. "I'm taking some time off."

"M-ma'am, we have m-multiple meetings with very influential people coming up…" He sputtered.

"I am more than confident that you can handle it," Asami said glancing at the bathroom door. "I'm going to be honest and what I saw does not go public, if it does you're out of a job. I'm taking time off to spend with Korra, we're thinking about children and I will not be absent minded in such a decision."

"Ch-children?"

"Yes. I have faith in you, Xiao. You're my trusted assistant. I know you can handle whatever comes up and any decision you make is on my behalf. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am, thank you, ma'am. I'm honored you have such faith in me." He said softly.

"You wouldn't be my right-hand man if I didn't. So, good luck and please give me a call every so often for an update."

"I'll have one typed up every week and I'll deliver it personally."

Asami was beginning to get frustrated. She wanted this call over. "Good, have a good day, Xiao." She said dismissively, still staring at the bathroom door. She swore she could hear Korra's heavy breathing.

"You too. Miss Sato?"

"What?"

"Congratulations. You and Korra will make wonderful parents." He said softly.

Asami smiled, she knew he meant those words. "Thank you. It really means a lot. Have fun running things. Goodbye."

"Goodbye, Miss Sato."

She slammed down the receiver and rushed to the bathroom, not even bothering to cover herself. She opened the door and heard Korra moaning softly, stroking herself. She pulled the shower door open and Korra looked up startled.

"Asami…"

She held a finger to her lips and pulled Korra's hand from between her legs. She pushed her forcefully against the shower wall and her hands began to tease her wife's nipple. She moved to Korra's ear, a hot tongue flicking in and out.

"This is my job." She growled. Korra moaned and her hands went to Asami's shoulders, nail digging in. A moment later she felt Asami plunge deep inside her. She cried out as Asami began moving in and out of her. The taller woman crushed Korra's lips with her own.

Asami smiled inwardly when she felt Korra's familiar trembling when she was close to release. She pulled away and locked eyes with Korra who bucked her hips wildly when her orgasm hit. She screamed out and Asami stroked slower, urging out the rest of her release. Korra slumped in her arms and let out a shaky breath.

Asami grinned and moved them under the shower's warm spray, letting it wash over both of them. Korra brought her eyes to Asami's and smiled.

"Thank you, love. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want you to finish the job." She said with a chuckle.

Asami smirked and kissed Korra possessively. "Remember, this is my job."

Korra nodded and slipped her arms around Asami's waist.

"It was Xiao who called."

"I figured as much."

"I told him that I was taking time off and that he'd have to handle things."

Korra raised her eyebrows at Asami. "Wow, really?"

"Yes, my love. I'm on leave for as long as I'd like."

Korra's face broke out in a bright smile. "I think I owe you a reward," Korra whispered as she slid to her knees.

Asami smiled and bit her lip.

Korra handed Asami a cup of tea and settled next to her on the couch. Asami pressed a loving kiss on her forehead. They snuggled against each other, clad only in their robes. These were the moments they loved the most.

Asami reached over and turned down the volume on the radio. "So, how do you think we should go about this?" She asked taking a slow sip. She nodded to herself. Korra's tea brewing ability had definitely improved over the years. "Should we seek Creation or Renewal?"

Korra stroked her chin. "I'm not sure."

"And these are techniques for female Avatars and their female partners?"

"Yes, the Air Nomads have no predisposition as what love should be so they're open to these kinds of things. I think that's why it was recorded." She said, absently stroking Asami's exposed thigh. "Maybe it's something we should meditate on."

"We?"

"Yes, we have a strong spiritual bond. I can feel it. I'm sure we'll be able to link our spirits and conscious minds."

"To see which one we are meant for?"

"Exactly."

Asami had to admit; she had never been a very spiritual person before her relationship with Korra. It wasn't that she didn't believe; she had just never given it much thought. She agreed that they shared a strong spiritual bond; she felt it in close or intimate moments. She laced her fingers with Korra's and leaned into her.

"I feel that we don't have a choice but that we're meant for one in particular." She said softly.

Korra nodded. "I agree. Like I said, it's something we should meditate on. We could even…no, never mind."

Asami met her eyes. "What?" Korra shook her head. "Tell me."

"We…we could visit your mother in the Spirit World and she what she thinks," Korra whispered.

Asami smiled and kissed her cheek lovingly. "I think it's a wonderful idea. We haven't been to see her since our wedding announcement." Asami smiled wistfully. "I miss her."

"I know you do, but the portals are open and we can see her easily."

Asami nodded and sipped her tea. "We'll figure this out. We always do."

Korra smiled bright and sipped her own tea.

"You better believe it. We're unstoppable, Asami." Korra said triumphantly.

Asami leaned in and kissed Korra softly.