Wow…. This went faster then I expected. WHOOO! Double feature!

Previously on Avatar…..

The comet was less than a week away. And if Aang couldn't enter the Avatar state, he would have no chance against the Firelord.

Katara: "I have to leave."

Yue: "Just because you leave doesn't mean Aang will let go of you."

Katara: "Not if I break his heart first. He'll want nothing to do with me."

Yue: "You wouldn't be able to break his heart, even if you wanted to."

Katara: "I don't want him to die because of me."

Yue: "Sounds to me like you're over your bitter feelings towards the Avatar."

Yue: "How about we send you back now?"

Katara: "I'm ready."

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Katara's POV

I shot up in my bed, breathing heavily. I was drenched in sweat and my heart was racing a hundred miles a minute. I looked around blankly, my eyes readjusting to the dim light. It was my room in our Fire Nation hideout. Not the Fire Nation Palace, not the South Pole, but Ember Island. The next think that registered in my mind was what I had learned in the dream. I pulled back my pant leg and untangled the fish line I had tied around my ankle. I brought it up to the moon light and examined it. It was the fishing line necklace Aang had made me when I had lost my mother's necklace. It was still in its carefully woven form, though the pink carnation was wilted. He had given it to me weeks before we reached the North Pole. Surely he wasn't…? I then slapped my palm to my forehead.

How could I be so stupid?

The whole time we were in Aunt Wu's village, he was cautious around me. Blushing when I looked at him, trying to get my attention only to point out silly things like the shape of a cloud, acting strange when I was trying to have a conversation with him. Huh. I guess that was his way of flirting. But, he was just a kid then, being exposed to the uncensored world for the first time. Where the hell did he learn that 'I'm to cool for you' crap?

"Sokka," I growled. Leave it to my brother make Aang believe he had to play hard-to-get to get me to notice him. Not that it had worked, but… still.

Whoa, 'Tara. Stick to the task at hand.

Great, mini Suki's back in my head. But, she was right. Things here were a mess. Sokka going was cautious of me. Terrified, more like it. Zuko, Toph and Suki were fed up with my stubbornness. Sure, I was used to being in hot water with Zuko and Toph, but not like this. Not when Aang's heart, as well as my own, was on the edge of heartbreak. All because of some stupid guys who were checking me out at the market.

Aang was jealous, that's all. He wasn't being over protective, or selfish. Okay, maybe a little bit selfish, but I don't mind if it's because he likes me.

I looked up at the moon still peering through my open window.

"Thanks for letting me know I was being an oversensitive bitch, Yue." (A/N: Am I the only one who thought she was being a total PMS Queen in the third season?) I couldn't help grinning slightly. I didn't really mind being a bitch anymore, not after that fight with Toph before the Invasion. I don't care, as long as Aang still loves me despite this flaw. The grin slowly slid off my face.

He won't love me anymore if I don't fix this, soon.

I untangled my legs from the sheets and pushed myself out of my sweat-drenched bed. I quickly bent the moisture off of the bedding, as well as my body and into a jug at the corner of my room. I'll leave that there, incase Sokka pisses me off again. Suddenly, the courtyard outside my window exploded with light. I felt my heart stop.

A million theories rushed through my head as I rushed to the window.

Someone at that play had recognized us and had alerted the Army. Or they sent another assassin, like Combustion Man. Or worse, Azula herself had tracked us here and was assaulting us, seeking the deaths her brother and Aang. Or….

But when I reached the window, it was nothing of the sort.

A lone figure stood in the center of the courtyard, in the tell-tale Fire-bending stance. In a burst of energy, the figure jabbed its arms out in various directions, a small powerful blast of fire shooting from his fingertips.

"Zuko." I breathed. He wasn't the first on my long list of apologies, but as long as he was awake, I might as well. I crept out of my room and into the hall. I silently swore as I looked down the extremely long and dark hallway. Note to self: tell Zuko to get some lanterns or something in the hallways. I stumbled down the hall as quietly as I could. Yeah…. Didn't work out to well. After tripping for the fifth time, I moved close to the bare wall, my hand outstretched before me, feeling for obstacles or the break in the wall that signified the stairs. Soon enough, the wall disappeared from under my hand. I tentatively took a step forward, noting the lack of floor beneath me. Yep, the stairs. I quickly dashed down and towards the light signifying the courtyard. I ran into the porch and skid to a stop as Zuko danced around the fountain, fire shooting from his fingers. That's when I knew something wasn't right. That couldn't be Zuko.

His motions were smooth and fluid, like a Waterbender's but his strikes were also firm and precise, like an Earthbender. Not only that, but he was so light on his feet. Like an Airbender. Oh, Spirits.

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Yeah…. Short, I know. This chapter was originally going to be longer, but I need time to think over this upcoming confrontation. I started it, and I'm not really liking the way its turning out. But I swear to God, I'm working on it.

TTFA

~Annie