Hey, another chapter this soon? What kind of magic is this? Well, let's say I have a lot of free time. Anyway, here are gonna be some changes. From now, the story will be from Jet's point of view. I feel like I can get the story more emotional this way. You can see the example in the bonus I posted. I think I did a pretty good job on that one.

Anyway, enjoy.

The clock ticked in the living. No one was watching the TV that was on. It was dark. What time it was? Have I been awake till now? I don't really know anymore. I have stopped living since they told me that terrible news. That my son doesn't have to be born alive. That I may never be able to hold him in my arms. Uh, I feel terrible. I still can't believe that my son's life is at risk because of my brother. Yes, I did really bad things to him too, but I would never believe that it is Felix's fault this time. That he would hurt a helpless baby.

I rested my back against the sofa, looking outside the window at the snow. It was beautiful as always. If I only had him home now. Make it all okay. Just hold him tightly in my lap and whisper sweet things into his ear. Do I really ask for so much? I just want to have a nice life and a beautiful family. Beautiful child who would spend his time with me. With my brother. Is that really so much?

I sighed and looked at the laptop that was in my lap, sighing. I was trying to find some good movie to watch so I didn't have to think about what was happening now. I actually gave up an hour ago finding a good movie. It really didn't matter to me after a while. Why would I even care about a stupid movie when I have a dying un-born son in the hospital?

Few steps echoed thru the room and I looked behind my shoulder, seeing Felix who was quietly standing behind me, tired. He sat awkwardly next to me on the sofa, resting his legs on the table that was in front of him. He sighed and looked at me and the away, staring at the television. I expected him to start to talk about how he is sorry about what happened. He didn't say anything at all.

I raised my eyebrow at this and lightly punching his arm with my fist, getting his attention. I saw him frown and rub his arm. I chuckled at his frown and rubbed his hair. He pulled my hand away and looked away. I sighed and looked away. The room was silent for a while and then Felix spoke up.

"You know that I regret what I did, right? I didn't want to do this terrible things to him. I would never touched him. But, I got drunk and I hurt him and the baby. Are you still mad at me like you were before?" I heard sadness in his, almost at the point of crying. The last four days Felix was locked in his room, not even walking outside for food. I sighed and through an arm around him, pulling him closer to my body.

"Of course not. You're my baby brother and I love you. I was pissed at you for some time, but not now." I whispered and rubbed his hair, getting him to sigh and smile a little. I smiled back at him and brushed few hair of his forehead, kissing it. It wasn't any sexual kiss. No tongue. Just a light kiss that lasted less than a second. He is my brother after all! That would just be silly if it was a sexual kiss.

I closed the laptop that was in my lap, pulling it away. I've let Felix rest his head on my lap. He sighed and I threw a blanket around him that was always under the pillow. He was asleep in few minutes. I sighed and looked at the television.

"What will I do?"

I asked myself before yawning and welcoming sleep, resting my head against the back of the sofa, mobile still in my hand, waiting for them to call.

...

"You're beautiful..." I breathed out and watched my beauty just sit in front of me with out son in my arms. I don't know if this is a dream or not, but if it is, I don't want it to end. "Thank you, Jet." He smiled at me and I smiled back, my hand brushing thru his beautiful black hair. It was soft and fresh as always. He didn't need any kind of shampoo for them to keep them like this. He was just perfect.

I looked at my son and smiled, taking him from Zuko who instantly reached for him. I looked at my baby who instantly started to cry when I took him into my arms. Like he hated me. When I looked back at Zuko, he was glaring. I gulped, not knowing what to do. Looking back at my son, he was gone. I started to panic only to know the next second that I was alone in darkness. It was terrible to know you're alone. I stood up from my kneeling position and started slowly walking forward.

"Hello! Anyone here?!" I yelled and only my voice echoed thru the darkness. I really was alone here. I hated being alone. Falling on my knees, I looked around once more. No one.

Well, at least I had some time to think. Why was this happening to me? If this is a dream then I want to wake up. Right now! I slapped myself over my face, taking in a deep breath.

"You are really an idiot." I quickly turned my head to see a small kid with clothes that had holes in them. I backed away from the kid and took a very deep breath. "What do you want from me?" The child grinned. "Oh, don't tell me you don't who I am." I shook my head and stood up. The child was tall somewhat to my waist. "No, I don't really know who you are." I admitted and he just started laughing. "Let me give you a hint. A bus. Dead body. Your fault." My eyes widened. That couldn't be who I though was.

"I expected you won't remember me. You are stupid after all and you never cared about me. I was your little sidekick." He spat and I rubbed my eyes to make sure that I wasn't going insane. "Ryan? Is that you?" He laughed again. I stared at him and then gave him a glare.

"So, you remember?! HA! I hope you remember how you pushed me in front of a bus! Now your own son is dying! You deserve it!" He laughed and I glared at him. I had million tastes to punch him in the face. I raised an eyebrow at him. What? I didn't pushed him in front of the goddamn bus. He jumped himself.

"Karma bites, Jet!" He grinned at me and I glared back. "But why would you care? You don't want that brat, right?" He huffed. "How about your sleeping beauty? Didn't you wanted him to die. To never see his face again. Well, I will make sure that your wish will come true."

And that did it. I felt rage and punched Ryan into his stupid face, hard. I don't know why, but it felt really good when I hit his stupid face.

Ryan fell on the ground, spitting out some blood. "Fuck you, Jet!" He yelled and I sat on his waist, fist after fist flying into his face. "I. Didn't. Pushed. You. In. Front. Of. The. Bus."

I yelled and continued to punch him in the face. His laughing voice turned into worried cries. He didn't sound like him anymore. He sounded like Felix. His cries were def to my ears. I just wanted to hurt Ryan so bad.

"Jet! Jet! JET!"

...

"Jet, wake up!"

I woke up with a harsh slap over my face. I saw Felix's worried, but also sad face. Something must have happened. "What is it?" I asked and rubbed my eyes. Felix looked at me sadly and then shook his head. My eyes widened with fear and I shook with Felix. "WHAT HAPPENED?!" I yelled worried, still shaking with him. Felix had put a hand on my shoulder, trying to push himself away. I stopped shaking with him and calmed a little, but still worried. Jet sighed and began.

"They called from the hospital." He started, sounding like he doesn't want to talk about it. "It's bad, Jet. Really bad. They called six hours ago. I wanted to tell you, but I saw you asleep and I know that you didn't sleep the past few days." He whispered and shook his head, not wanting to look at me. After a short while, I heard a whimper.

"It's all my fault, Jet. All mine. I'm sorry! I want to take it back!" He cried and I sighed. It wasn't really his fault. It was also my fault. Also, I didn't want to see my brother cry. Why should he cry about something that wasn't really his fault anyway? Finally acting, I pulled him into my lap, wrapping my arms around him and letting him cry into my shoulder.

"Shh, it's fine. He is gonna be fine." I said and quickly added, "he has to be."

We sat on the sofa for another few minutes. I kept stroking his hair to calm him down a little. Luckily, it worked. I felt him relax a little, his sobs getting quite. I pulled him away a little and smiled. He smiled a little too and then just kept a blank face on.

I stared at him and then looked away, standing up. "Well, I better go and talk with the doctor. You coming with me?" I asked and he looked at me, shaking his head 'no'. "I think I should stay home. I don't feel comfortable being there." He admitted and I nodded with my head, pulling on a jacket. "Very well, I'm going." I chuckled and quickly added with a light chuckle, "and if you're going to cook something, don't set the house on fire!" I yelled and before I closed the door, Felix chuckled back.

I scuffed at this and began to walk away. "So, you think karma bites, Ryan? Well, it won't bite me."

I slowly walked to the hospital, not really wanting to hear all the bad news that are gonna come from the doctors mouth. During my way to the hospital, I passed by a few small shops. One with bikes, one with food and the last one with flowers. Well, since I took a little bit of money, why not waste them on something that can make as a good present.

I saw a beautiful red rose and smiled. As far as remember, Zuko's favourite color was always red. I looked into my packed and saw enough money. I frowned when I remembered what the money was for. I wanted to buy Felix a magazine he wanted. That was a year ago. I smiled and grabbed the flower, throwing the money on the table that was outside and one of the workers stood there.

I smiled and ran quickly to the hospital like my feet were on fire. I took a quick turn and ran straight to the hospital. When I walked inside, something had hit me. I was in the same place like my dying son.

I gulped back the fear and started walking upstairs, but not straight to the doctor, but to room number 23. I walked closer to it before standing in front of them. II took a deep breath and entered. What I saw next almost made my heart stopped.

There was Zuko, eyes opened and looking at me. I then noticed something different. His stomach was flat. My eyes widened and I dropped the rose. "W-what happened?" I rasped out and Zuko just shrugged. He didn't talk at all to me.

"Where's our son?" I asked, my voice clear now. I turned on my heel and started walking with fast speed to the doctor's office. Without knocking, I entered, meeting the doctor's gaze. "I have feeling by the way you look that you already know." He said, not surprised. I growled and he just stared at me. "Come here and have a set. Everything is gonna be fine."

I glared at him and then sighed, sitting down on a white chair and wrapping my arms around my waist and the doctor started talking. "As you know, I had called you this morning about the bad news." I nodded my head at that and the doctor continued. "Since the child was in a bad shape, we needed to get him out of the body. If we wouldn't, the patient wouldn't be alive anymore." I gulped at the image. "Luckily, the child was only two and half of the weeks to be born. We could save his life. There are some breathing problems that he will have for the rest of his life, but he should live."

I smiled at that, knowing that my child was alive. That was important. The next thing that the doctor asked shocked me.

"Would you like to see him?" I nodded my head stupidly and stood up with the doctor behind me. I slowly walked and stopped in front of the door that had nursery written on top them.

The doctor knocked on the door and a very young nurse opened them. "Can I help you?" She asked and the doctor nodded. "Yes, I would like you to bring me child number 23." The doctor said and the nurse nodded with her head, leaving us standing outside. "Really? Child number 23?" I asked and the doctor chuckled. "Well, he still doesn't have a name." He said and I nodded.

We waited for few more minutes before the nurse showed up. I smiled and looked down into a small baby bed that she brought him in. My heart melted. My son was alive and he was beautiful. He had pale skin and brown eyes and brown hair. He was staring at me with a blank face and I smiled, tears in the corner or my eyes.

"Hey, there." I chuckled and traced gently my finger thru his very short hair. I smiled proudly at him. "I knew you are a fighter." I said. "So, you know what you're gonna name him?" The doctor asked and I looked at the baby again.

I thought for a while before finally coming up with a name that Zuko will love for sure too. How else could I name him?

"Felix. I want to name him Felix."

It's 10 pm and I should be studying for an exam and doing my homework. Well, let's say that I needed this chapter to be done. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and please review.