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A note from the author: Hey people! Ok, this chapter is back with the rest of the gang again. This will be my last chapter for a little while because I will be pretty busy with school stuff. I will add more as soon as I can. As always, please read and review! Thanks!

Two Days Later

The Gang

The Avatar and his friends had been flying over the forest in search of Jet's hidden tree house. On the morning of the second day, they found the old, washed out village Jet had attacked. It was now disserted. No one dared to live there again for fear of another attack. The gang landed on the plateau where Katara had frozen Jet to a tree. The marks from the ice were still embedded in the wood. Aang leapt off of Appa and slowly walked over to the tree. He ran his hand over the mark and whispered, "Katara…"

Toph walked up behind him and said, "This is where Jet betrayed you guys, isn't it?"

"Yeah… I don't know how I could have been so stupid. But he has changed. And now he is our only hope of finding Katara. He is the only one who can blend in, in all the different towns where Zuko's ship might stop. We all have wanted posters. Well, at least you guys do. Every one thinks I'm dead…" sighed Aang.

"Don't worry, Twinkle Toes. We will figure something out," said Toph as she punched him in the arm. Aang flinched. It was only then that he looked over at Sokka, who had his knife jammed into the side of the tree and was listening for vibrations.

"Hey Sokka," called Toph, "I hate to break it to you, but I can feel vibrations without your stupid knife."

"Oh, right. Sorry," said Sokka as he seethed his blade again.

"Okay, Toph," prompted Aang, "Can you feel anything?"

"There is something in the trees about a mile to the right and back, but I can't tell if they are animals or people."

"We'll figure out soon enough. Com'on" said Sokka as he sprinted into the woods. Aang and Toph followed close behind while Appa followed from above.

They reached a clearing where some ropes with loops on the ends hung from the trees. Sokka jumped at one and was rocketed up into the canopy above. Without thinking, Aang grabbed Toph around the waist and together they flew to the top on another rope.

"I could have done that myself," whispered Toph when they reached the platform of the tree house.

"Sorry," said Aang as he blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Shhh," said Sokka. There was noise coming from the hut a few yards in front of them. He took a step forward, and then another, until he reached the flap that covered the entrance. His hand reached forward and barely touched the flap, when a curved sword caught around his wrist and pulled him forward. The metal found Sokka's throat but it did not bite in. The swordsman quickly released his grip on Sokka, and stepped back with a gasp.

"Sokka?" questioned the swordsman in amazement.

"Jet! You're alive!" shouted Aang as he ran into the hut. Jet wore his armored pants and boots, but his upper torso was dressed in bandages. Jet smiled with the grass straw stuck between his teeth. Smellerbee and Longshot stepped out of the shadows.

"Thanks to Katara," said Jet. He looked from face to face and his smile dissolved. "Where is she?" he asked with eyes blazing.

Aang bowed his head and said one word, "Zuko."

Jet gritted his teeth and yelled, "NO!"

Aang's head shot up. "We need your help to find her. You are the only one who can blend in well at the ports where Zuko might stop."

Jet's eyes narrowed and he hissed, "I'll do it. I won't let the fire nation take anyone else I care about." Sokka nodded his head.

Jet, Smellerbee, and Longshot were packed in five minutes, and they were on Appa again heading off. Appa landed in a clearing that night. A fire was lit and the gang had dinner. The next morning, Jet, now fully clothed, along with Smellerbee and Longshot went to a nearby port to look for any sign of Zuko's ship. But there was none.