A/N: Yeah! That last chapter was fun fun fun to write. I love me some cat fights. Mee-yow! Saucer of milk at table two, please...lol. Well, I'd say more here, but I'd end up spoiling some things ^^'' Enjoy!

Wren couldn't see in the dark; she didn't think that she'd ever been down this passage-way before, and she stumbled around, feeling for the wall to get her bearings. She found it the hard way - by bumping face-first into it. She rubbed her nose, and had a sudden burst of inspiration. This is stupid, she thought.

She pulled from her body just enough energy to form a little ball of fire in her hand. It didn't burn her; she had long ago discovered how to maneuver fire just right. The small fire flooded the hall with light. Wren looked at the wall, and jumped back with a small shout of surprise. The carving on the wall had startled her - it was of a female Air-Bender, with eyes that looked at you wherever you moved. She felt an odd, detached sort of connection with her. Something deep in her had stirred, causing her to somehow recognize this woman. She couldn't shake the feeling. Thoroughly creeped out, Wren continued along the passage, ignoring the many doors and small entrance-ways along the sides.

Wren sat there, staring, completely frustrated. The passage was a dead-end - after all that way she had walked! She had hoped to find Zuko when she got to the end, but now she would have to look into every room or hallway that she had passed. She sighed heavily. Or, she thought to herself, she could always just wait until she saw him at dinner, or later. She snorted. Fat chance. She turned, and opened the door closest to her. Nope. She checked the next one; nope. And on it went.

About halfway back down the hall, about to give up and just see him at dinner, she saw Zuko emerge from a doorway two doors ahead of her. He looked around, puzzled by the light, and saw Wren with her hand on the handle of a door, clearly just caught in the act of looking in. They stared at each other for a moment in silence. A familiar wave of heat trickled its way through her body, and suddenly, Wren felt a burning sensation on her hand.

"Ouch!" she cried, shaking the hand that held the fire. She'd let it get too large, and it burned her. The flame went out the second she stopped projecting it due to the shock of the pain. She clasped the burnt hand within the healthy one, and bounced a little on the spot. The burn didn't feel too big, but then again, the little ones are always the worst. Light flooded the hall again; Zuko was walking towards her with a small patch of fire in the hand he wasn't stretching towards her. He grabbed her wrist - the one with the burnt hand attached to it - and gently pulled it free of her grasp, and raised it to his eyes to examine it. Wren looked at it, too. It wasn't too bad - but it was already blistering. Involuntary (and highly traitorous!) tears sprang to her eyes as she felt the pain of it.

"Come on, let's get you to Katara - it's always the small ones that are the biggest pains" Zuko said shortly. Wren snorted, and then recounted to him what had happened after he disappeared. His eye was twitching by the end. Was he angry on her behalf, or his?

"I'm not your boyfriend!!" Zuko exclaimed in indignation.

"Is that the only thing you got from that?! Doesn't it matter to you that she said those things to begin with?!" Wren asked him, equally indignant. Zuko calmed down a little bit.

"No, not really. It's not true, of course, but she's a little justified in thinking it. I mean, to use your words, I am 'perpetually screwing them over'. Now you, on the other hand, I don't know why she would be angry with you" To this, Wren just shrugged. She didn't have a clue, either.

"Hey, where'd you get off to, anyway?" Wren asked. To this, Zuko looked down at the ground.

"You're going to call me silly or something, but it's not! I just...didn't want to hear it anymore. It was having all my past mistakes thrown back at me in my face. I had to get out of there..."

"No, it's not silly...I know the feeling. You may have left before she got onto me and my own mistakes. And, it is my own fault, I took Shiro at his word while the world suffered for it, and I just didn't - "

"But your mistake could be excused, surely. You were just a child, listening to her master!"

"You thought you were doing the right thing, though, regaining your honor. You at least rectified your mistake by coming here!"

"Hark who's talking! You left the whole place behind and come here to see Aang when you could've just gone somewhere safer and hid! Nobody would've known, you'd have got off scott free - "

"And what kind of person would I be then?!"

"Not you"

"And you think you know me?"

"Little by little, I'm getting to know you, yes. And other people would have done it, but you're not like other people"

"What am I like?"

"Hey you two, we've already had a lovers' spat today, let's not go for a two-fer" Toph's voice drifted toward them. They both turned at the same time.

"WE ARE NOT LOVERS!" they yelled at the same time, small blasts of fire bursting out of their hands at almost the same time.

"Ow!" Wren cried. Zuko sighed, and moved his hand from her bad one to her good wrist, and started dragging her forward.

"What are you doing?" Wren asked indignantly. She almost tried to break free before she realized that Zuko was still holding her hand.

"Taking you to Katara. You two obviously need to work things out" he said shortly.

"Oooh, I love me a good cat fight!" Toph said excitedly as she followed the two of them down the corridor.

A/N: Lol, added in that last line just for funsies.