Ha, so basically, I did this chapter and I introduced Toph as a new character, like Katara didn't know her, but then a reviewer told me that I kind of messed up in a nice way. :) Oh jeeze, I've never felt more stupid. ^__^ Anywho, here this is again, a little different. Just a little.


"Is she going to be alright?"

"Ma'am, calm down. She is going to be okay. She suffered one gun shot to the arm, and one contusion on the head from falling down a flight of stairs. I'm putting her on medication for the pain she is going to be in when she wakes up. The best thing for her right now is to just stay calm and be quite."

I wanted to move my hand, to hold my head. I couldn't move my hand though. Then I felt a slight wave go through me, and I relaxed a bit. A steady beep echoed through my head, and I fell asleep.

-Two Hours Later-

My head was groggy, my body was heavy. I tried to move my arm, to get the huge weight off it. But then I remembered it was broken. My other hand was being held. I didn't try to move it. Whoever was holding it was running their thumb over my palm. I dozed off and on, going in and out of consciousness. When I finally opened my eyes, I saw Aang sitting next to my bed. He was holding my hand. I smiled at him, and he smiled back. My mom sighed and kissed my forehead, but I didn't move my eyes away from Aang's face. He wanted to say something, but he was holding his tongue.

"Katara, you're awake!" My mom exclaimed. I winced as she bent over my broken arm, and she stood up fast.

"I'm sorry honey. I'm just so glad you are awake." She said, patting my head. I shut my eyes, squeezing Aang's hand. He squeezed back, and I smiled to myself. I heard my dad calling my mom, and she disappeared. Aang waited until she was completely out of sight, then leaned up and kissed my forehead.

"I'm sorry about this." He said, holding my hand with the delicately of a glass flower.

"Why? You didn't do this." I said. He shook his head.

"My dad had this ordered. He heard about you visiting his mom, and he flipped out. He sent some of our cousins to raid your school. There was a shoot out, don't you remember?" I shook my head. Aang went on.

"Well, Sokka injuries aren't life threatening, and your dad isn't very happy to see me here. I'm not leaving." He said. I smiled up at him.

"Thanks." I shut my eyes, listening to the sounds of the hospital.

"I want to get away from all of this." Aang said, running his finger over the palm of my hand. "I need to get out of here." He whispered, and I nodded.

"I'd love to go on a vacation, and leave the fighting." I whispered back. I opened my eyes, and looked at Aang. I tilted my head, and he raised his eyebrow.

"Really?" He asked, answering my silent question. I nodded, and a smiled played on his lips. I sat up, holding my broken arm. Aang looked at me.

"Not right now!" He said. I shook my head.

"Yes, right now." I whispered, calling over a doctor.

"I want to check out, please." I said. He nodded, and handed me the release forms. I signed, and slipped off the bed. Aang stood up, and grabbed my backpack.

"Where are we going to go?" He whispered, following me out the door to the parking lot. I walked over to Aang's car, and got in. Aang slid in, placing my backpack in the back seat. He started up the car, and drove out onto the street. I looked down at the bottle of pain medication the doctor had given me. I took one, and sat back in the seat.

"So, where are we going?" Aang asked, pulling out onto the Boulevard. I looked at him, and thought for a second.

"Somewhere far away from here." I said. Aang nodded, and got onto the freeway. I shut my eyes, and fell back asleep.

O.o

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping. I also woke up warm.

I rolled over and opened my eyes. I was instantly blinded by the sun streaming through the window. I covered my eyes with my good arm and sat up. I was in a cabin, and I was damn sure of it. I stood up and walked over to the dresser. My phone, iPod, and the picture of Cashen and Hilshi were all sitting there, along with my tooth brush and hair brush. I opened the drawers and found my clothes. I walked out of the bedroom, and down the little hall way. I ended up out on the front porch, looking at the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. The sun was coming up, over the lake in front of me. The colors were spectacular, like stuff you see in movies. But the best part of it was standing right in front of me.

I walked down the steps, holding my broken arm. I sat down on the ground next to Aang, and looked up at his face. He was meditating, his face calm and relaxed. I shut my eyes, letting the warm sun light wash over my face. I lay back on the grass, holding my broken arm over my eyes. Aang chuckled, and I looked at him. He shook his head, lying back on the grass next to me.

"What?" I asked. He shook his head again, and propped himself up on his arm. He looked down at me and smiled.

"You look really funny right now." He ran his fingers over my cast. I shut my eyes and listened to Aang's breathing. I heard him get up, and I opened my eyes just in time to see Aang pick me up. He carried me back into the cabin, placing me down at the kitchen table. He sat down across from me, handing me a glass of water and my pain medication.

"So, what do we do now?" Aang asked. I already knew the answer. I had been thinking about it for a day.

"We figure out the mystery."

Aang tilted his head.

"What mystery?" He asked, peeling a banana.

"The reason we all lost our powers." I said. Aang smiled.

"Well, I think you should see something." He said, walking over to the sink. He picked up the pepper shaker, and dropped some of it on the table. He sat back down, and moved his hand above the pepper. I watched as the pepper swirled around in a bubble of air. I looked at Aang's face. He was smiling at me, as if nothing was wrong.

"Yeah, you can do it. No one else can!" I said, moving my finger around the rim of my water glass. Aang's face suddenly went smug, and I looked at my glass of water. The water was following my finger.

"You can too." He said. I scowled at him, placing my hand back down on the table.

"Well, we can. But no one else can. And that is what I want to figure out." I said. He shrugged.

"How are we going to be able to figure that out?" He said. I shrugged.

"I don't know, but I think we can." I got up, walking into my bedroom. I grabbed the history book I had taken from my dad's library, and placed it down in front of Aang. He read the cover.

"What does the disappearance of our grand parents have to do with anything?" He said, looking through the papers I had stashed in there.

"I don't know, but I have a deep feeling that it plays a huge part." I said. Aang was reading the chapters I had marked. We sat there in silence for a while, while Aang read. I tapped my cast, feeling the hard mesh. I looked at the writing my mother had written. I read it, admiring her beautiful hand writing.

"So, you think that this is the answer?" He asked. I nodded.

"I'm pretty sure this is." I said back, smiling at him. He smiled back. I looked at the clock, noticing the time.

After making lunch, we sat out on the dock, going through the book and the information I had got from Jelni and Inshi. We wrote stuff down and made note of what popped out at us. After a while, stuff was adding up, but one thing didn't make sense.

Where had Cashen and Hilshi gone?

I looked over everything, laid back on the dock and wracked my brain. It didn't make any sense to me. And Aang was having the same dilemma. We looked at each other, trying to figure it out.

"This doesn't make sense." Aang said. I sat up, and moved the papers around with my one hand.

"Well, we have a time line. Cashen and Hilshi were best friends since child hood, having grown up practically in each others houses. When they got older, they each married, and had kids. And they spent most of their time at each others houses, letting their kids get close like they had. And then, on May 20th, they disappeared off the face of the earth. No one knew, no one saw it coming. The next day, our families got together to talk it out, try to figure it out. Instead, they blamed each other and started to fight." I explained, running my fingers over the book.

"Don't forget that Hilshi was seven months pregnant." Aang said. I stared at him.

"Wait, what?" I asked, not knowing that.

"I didn't tell you?" He said, and I shook my head.

"No!" I said, freaking out.

I looked at the book, and remembering the stuff Jelni had told me.

"But, if you go back about 8 months, Jelni told me that Hilshi's husband was on a business trip." I said, moving over next to Aang. He nodded, sitting up.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" He asked. I nodded.

"And are you thinking what I'm also thinking?" I said, and he nodded.

"Let's go."

o.O

Aang carried me down the river, seeing as I could barely walk. As Aang walked, we came across a girl, who was earth bending her way down the river. I recognized her immediately.

"Toph?!" I said, and Aang set me down. She turned to us, and a smile broke on her face. She walked over to me, giving me one of her big hugs. I hugged her back, happy to see her.

"What are you thinking, running away right after an attack?" She questioned, her face worried. Her eyes were searching mine, but all I could do was smile. I was so happy to see her.

"I'm so happy to see you Toph." I said again, and she frowned.

"Katara, will you answer my question." She pressed. I sighed.

"Toph, I… it's hard to explain." I said. She cocked her eyebrow, giving me a look. She looked past me, at Aang. Her face was apprehensive, but I could see the understanding. I had no clue of what though…

She moved around me, looking Aang straight in the eyes. He didn't flinch, nor did he show any sign that he was scared or intimidated by Toph. She had that affect on people.

"Hi. I'm Toph." She said, holding out her hand. I was shocked. Aang shook her hand, smiling.

"I'm Aang." He said. Toph nodded. She already knew that.

"Toph, what are you doing down here?" I asked, and she turned around.

"I can ask you that same question." She said. She was feeling the ground, I knew it. She was monitoring my emotions.

"We have some… stuff that we need to do." Aang said. Toph tilted her head.

"Well, my mom kicked me out… so I'm hiding out down here while she cools down." Toph said. I laughed. I moved down the river, coming to the pool.

"Whoa." Toph whispered. Aang walked up next to me, shrugging.

"Which side?" He said. I shook my head.

"Does it matter?" I said. Aang shook his head.

"I guess it doesn't."

Toph became our savor as we tried to lift the concert. She used her extraordinary earth bending to lift it, playing with it like a cat would a mouse. She had stopped the water flow with a wall, and now I sat on the dirt, watching Aang lift the box out of the ground. He placed it back on the ground, and looked at me. I didn't want to move. I knew that no matter what, it wasn't going to be a pretty sight. I turned my head away as they opened it, but the smell got to me. I threw up, Aang by my side instantly. I heard the box close, and Toph sat next to me. Her hand went to my temple. She rubbed it, knowing that I hated to throw up. I spat out what was left in my mouth, disgusted. Nobody moved.

"It was Cashen." Aang whispered in my ear. I let my head fall, spitting.

"What's going on here?" Toph asked quietly. I looked at her, then at Aang. He tilted his head, and helped me up. Toph followed.

"We'll tell you on the way."

O.o

I sat at the cabin table, picking pomegranate seeds out of the pomegranate. I was a little nauseous from earlier. Toph and Aang were outside, and Toph was showing him her earth bending. Every once in a while he would pop his head in the cabin door, to see if I was okay. I would nod every time, and he would jump back outside. I was looking over the book again, and piecing together the time line. It was strange, and nothing fit. I had a theory, but I wasn't sure.

"You doing okay?" Aang asked again, this time sitting down at the table. I smiled again.

"I'm the same as I was 5 minutes ago." I said, and he laughed.

"Just making sure. Toph left; said she had to go to her Dads work." Aang said, watching me look over the book again.

"When are you going to stop obsessing over this?" He asked, trying to get the book away from me. I scowled at him, and he laughed. I put my broken arm on the book, and he frowned. He wouldn't touch my arm, and I knew that.

"You play dirty." He said. I cocked an eyebrow.

"That's the girls way of play." I whispered back. I got up, taking the book with me. I walked into my bedroom, and placed it on my bed. I giggled as Aang picked me up from behind. He spun me around, and placed me back down. I looked up at him, and his eyes captivated me. He smiled turning and walking out the door. I stood there for a second, still awestruck. I looked out at the road, watching the cars drive by. As I watched, I saw a familiar one. I got up, watching as the car slowed down. Practically jogging, I found Aang sitting on the couch.

"We have to go." I said. Aang stood up, moving down the hallway. I walked down the hallway to my room, and found my bag already packed. I picked it up, and grabbed the book. I followed Aang down the hall, and jumped in the car. It was already running, and Aang peeled out.

"Who was it?" He asked, looking over his shoulder.

"My dads goonie." I answered. Aang nodded, and drove down the costal highway. I had no clue where we were going. Aang kept driving, moving fast. I looked out the window, my mind reeling.

I couldn't help but wonder how my family was. I also wondered how Aang's family was. I could only assume that they were fighting, blaming each other for us running away. I looked at my hands, and wondered if anyone in my family was hurt.

O.o

"God damnit!" my dad yelled. I flinched, and turned up the television.

"Sokka, turn that down!" He yelled at me, and I flinched again.

"I'd turn it down if you stopped yelling." I said. I got up, grabbing my crutches. My broken leg was hurting me again, and I went into the kitchen to get my medication. My mom kissed my head as I sat down, and I looked at her. She was looking out the kitchen window, her face tense. I knew she was worrying about Katara. Everyone was.

"Mom, do you think she's okay?" I asked, wondering how she felt. She shook her head, sitting down. I could tell she was holding back tears.

"I… I hope she is. I know that the Zephin boy won't hurt her. The way he looks at her, I don't think he could. I just hope that his dad doesn't send someone to hurt her. That is my only fear." She mumbled into her hands. I could see the tears trying to burst through.

"Then why are you about to cry?" I asked. She looked up at me.

"Because she was already injured, and she could get injured again." Mom said. I reached across the table and took her hand.

"But like you said. She is with the Zephin boy, and he won't hurt her. And I doubt he would let anyone." I reassured her. She smiled at me, nodding.

"I hope you're right."


I am going to be working on the next chapter. I have some good ideas, and I already know how the epilouge is going to go. I got the idea while eating potatoes. Buhaah. Review por favor.