Author's Note: HELLOOOOOO readers

Author's Note: HELLOOOOOO readers! Yes, it is the much anticipated chapter 9! This chapter may get long, but will be packed full of surprises for you all! I don't want to keep any readers waiting for this one, so here we go:

Zuko, still lying in his coma, lay with his eyes closed. Almost a full year had passed since the agni kai and Katara's leaving.

The doctors were unable to heal his most fatal scars, which prevented him from waking up; his chest, his neck, his arms and his legs. This problem had left them with no choice, but to end Zuko's life, as requested by Iroh himself.

The night before Zuko's planned death, a figure walked into his room in the midst of night.

The next morning, the doctors crowded around him, ready to take one last inspection. Suddenly, his heart rate began to speed up, until it became normal. The doctors, bewildered, stared at the Fire Lord, who reveal to have no more large scars on his chest, arms, legs and neck anymore. He was still scarred, though, and he still had his original eye scar, but to the doctors' amazement, his eyes flickered open.

"He-he's alive!" A doctor cried out, astonished by the miracle.

Doctor Yan ran to the General, who sat in the infirmary main room, head down.

"General Iroh! Fire Lord Zuko, he's alive!" The doctor cried. Iroh's eyes widened as he ran into the room, seeing Zuko lying in bed, smiling at him.

The doctors all exited, leaving Zuko and his uncle in peace.

"Uncle…" Zuko murmured. Iroh smiled.

"Zuko, I am so happy that you are alright. Your mother will come by soon. Just stay here, and don't move too much." He whispered, leaving the room.

Ursa did indeed arrive later, kissing Zuko on the cheek.

"Zuko, I'm so glad you're alive. We were ready to lose all hope of you surviving-"

"Where is Katara?" He asked hoarsely.

"According to Aang and her letter to him, she's up at the Northern Water Tribe." His mother answer slowly. Zuko sighed. "I want her back." He murmured. Ursa touched his cheek. "I know. But she found out about how you tried to win her like a prize, and she was upset." Ursa explained, stroking his hair.

"I must find her." Zuko insister, trying to move, but even from the slightest flinch, he winced in pain. He noticed he had bandages wrapped around his chest, his arms, his legs, and diagonally from his shoulder to side.

"I can't move." He muttered, frowning. Ursa sighed. "The agni kai you were in injured you fatally. It was a miracle you survived. The doctors say you have broken bones and fractured joints, and seeing you moving properly again will take a long, long time. In the mean time, once you stay here a little more, you'll heal a bit more and they'll put you in a wheelchair." She continued. Zuko shook his head. "So I have to heal in a CHAIR? And I lost my wife?" Zuko's life had fallen apart. Slowly, but surely, it had fallen apart.

"Zuko, I'm going to get you something to eat. I'll be back in about 20 minutes." She said, leaving the room quietly.

Zuko sighed as he closed his eyes and sank his head into his pillow. Everything was ruined, and all he could possibly want right now was to hear Katara's voice one more time-

"Zuko." A voice whispered.

Zuko turned to the doorway, but nobody was there. He turned back, and jumped a little. At the end of his bed stood Katara, carrying a small infant in her arms.

"Katara, is that…" He paused, feeling tears spring into his eyes as she strode over to him quietly, carrying the baby.

"Yeah. Her name is Kya. After my mother. She has your eyes and hair color, and my skin color." Katara murmured, showing Zuko his new daughter. The tears from his eyes were now well down his cheeks.

"Katara, she's beautiful. She's so beautiful, and I'm so sorry I never told you about any of this and-"
Katara shushed him.

"Zuko, it's alright. The day she was born, I remembered you, and heard about your battle. That's why I brought more spirit water to heal all the fatal wounds." She explained. "I missed you, and I knew my daughter couldn't grow up without a father." She whispered, pressing her lips onto Zuko's, still holding a sleeping Kya in her arms.

As she pulled away, his face was stained with tears. "Katara, you must've been in so much pain when she was born." He told her, staring at Kya.

"Yes, it was a lot of pain. But not when I was thinking of you." She answered.

"So you're staying?" He asked eagerly. Katara nodded. "Yes. You, me, and Kya." She whispered, planting one more kiss on his lips.

"Katara, you can sleep in my bedroom. I'm supposed to be here for a long time." Zuko confessed. Katara shook her head.

"No, you're not." She said, pulling out a brown pouch. She began bending the water from inside, putting It over his arms and legs. He watched the water repair the wounds, shining a brilliant blue as it dissolved into his skin.

"Stand up." She instructed. Zuko's eyes widened. "Was that…"

"Spirit water. Now stand up!" She repeated, watching Zuko stand slowly. He smiled at her as she placed Kya on the bed as she finally wrapped her arms around him again, pressing her lips onto his. He held her hair, pressing her inwards more. They pulled away, gasping for air.

"I missed that." Zuko said. He then looked at little Kya, who had just awoken and cried. Katara picked her up lovingly, and handed the tiny infant to Zuko.

"You can hold her." She said, watching him gingerly take Kya from her mother's arms and into his own. He stroked his daughter's black hair, kissing her forehead. As he kissed her, Kya immediately stopped crying, knowing that Zuko was her father, and always would be.

Later on that night, Katara slept in Zuko's arms once again, stripped down to almost nothing, alone with Zuko, who only wore his pants again. He felt her everywhere, feeling around her body and holding her chest.

"I missed this." He whispered into her hair, kissing her shoulder.

She rolled around, facing him as she placed her hands on his chest.

"So did I." She whispered back to him, letting him press her against his chest in a soft, loving kiss.

The next morning, Zuko awoke by the sound of Kya's crying from her crib. He stood up, tired as he slowly made his way to her crib, picking her up and cuddling her close. Katara woke up later on, smiling at Kya and her father, looking at her golden eyes lovingly. She walked over to the two, putting her arms around Zuko and kissing him good morning.

Everyone had heard the news about Katara and Zuko's daughter, and the 2 were planning on having their wedding soon.

"Katara." Zuko called out one morning, seeing Katara in the garden, sitting in her usually spot, cuddling Kya.

"You forgot this." He said, holding his proposal necklace to her. She smiled as she placed Kya in his arms while she slipped it on. She smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

"I'll never forget."

Ending Note: I told you all that you'd like the chapter! You didn't REALLY believe I was going to kill of Zuko and never bring Katara back? That's EVIL!

Anyway, I'm thinking about making them man and wife in the next chapter, but end it with shocking news!

If you all have ideas for Katara's and Zuko's wedding outfits, please don't hesitate to suggest ideas and full credit will be given to those who give me the best ones.

R&R, my lovely fans!

Mica xx