As the guards came running towards me, Zuko stood up and held fire daggers in each hand. Men and women gasped at the sight.

"Stay behind me." He yelled over his shoulder.

"WAIT!!!" A loud voice boomed.

All heads turned to look at the small boy at the end of the table.

He looked at Zuko and asked, "What is going on?"

Zuko let his flaming daggers die. He pointed at me and said, "They are accusing her of being a spy!"

My breathing was rapid, and my head started hurting.

The boy looked at me for a moment. His eyes have a piercing gray color. The guards nearby started to get restless.

Finally, the boy shook his head and said, "Take her to my meeting room. I will be there shortly."

"But she's not a trader!!" Zuko yelled across the table. "Uncle, will you please say something?"

Iroh calmly sipped his tea and replied, "Nephew, it is the Avatar's decision. He must learn how to deal with these things."

"Zuko," I whispered. "Please. I'll go with them. If he didn't believe you, he would have ordered me into a prison cell."

He turned around and looked at me. "Fine. But I'm coming too."

"No you won't." The boy said, apparently listening in on our conversation. "It won't be long Zuko. I'll have her back and in a few minuets."

The guards then took me by the arms and led me out into a small room. The boy followed close by.

"Soo," He started. "Who are you?"

"I'm Song." I wasn't ready to give this boy all of my information.

"Right! Your Zhao's wife. Are you a spy?"

"No." I replied. "Wait, how do you know I was his wife?"

"I'm the Avatar. I know everything." He laughed and said, "Well, almost everything."

"If you knew who I was, why did you want to talk to me?"

"I wanted to see if you were telling the truth."

All of a sudden, a hole appeared in the floor and a girl popped out. Shaking the dust out of her hair, she said, "She's telling the truth. She isn't a spy, but her heart sped up quiet a bit when you said 'Zhao'."

"Can I leave now?" This was becoming to be too much for me.

"Not without an introduction." The boy said. "I'm Aang, the Avatar . This is Toph, my earthbending teacher. I know that you have your secrets, as do we all, but why did your heart speed up when you heard your husband's name?"

"I, um…" I didn't know how to answer his question, so I told him the truth. "He tried to kill me."

"What?!? How could someone do that to their wife?"

"I don't know." Part of me was ashamed. Was I that bad of a wife? So bad, that he would want to kill me. I knew it wasn't true, but it still hurt. "Can I please go back to my room?"

Aang nodded, and looked at his teacher. Without waiting for him to chance his mind, I hobbled out. Curse this cast. It weighed me down so much, that it took me twice as long to get back to my room. I became so tired, at one point I had to stop to gather my strength. When I finally arrived, Zuko was waiting for me outside of my door.

"Here, let me help." He said as he put his arm around me.

We entered my room and sat down at my table.

"I am so sorry. I didn't think that you would be recognized. Well I mean, I didn't think someone would accuse you of being a spy."

"It's not your fault." I replied. I was still distracted with the thought of my husband wanting to kill me. Was I not attentive enough? Or pretty enough? I knew he was an evil person, but it still tugged at the back of my mind.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked quietly. "Was it something the Avatar said?"

"No, it's me. I was a bad wife. He had even told me that I was worthless."

"Song, your not worthless."

"I know." I whispered.

Zuko didn't press for anything else. It became an unspoken rule that I not talk about what had happened between me and my husband in the months that we were married. It would be too awkward.

I looked up into his eyes and without thinking, raised my hand to his scar. I stopped right before I came into contact, realizing what I was about to do.

"I-I'm so sorry." I stammered as I pulled my hand away. "I wasn't think-"

"No, it's okay." He said quietly. When I didn't do anything he took my hand in his. "Really. It's okay."

I slowly raised my hand to his face. Trying to be delicate, I brushed the tips of my fingers across the rim of his scar. He slightly flinched at first, but was okay.

"Oh Zuko. I know how much this means for you." I said as I took my hand away.

"No. I don't think you do. You don't know how I got it."

"The war. You said it was because of the war."

"My father did this to me."

It was so shocking to me, I gasped.

"Zuko! How could he have done this to you?"

It was in that moment that I knew what a huge sacrifice it was to let me touch his scar.

He looked at me and replied, "I guess it's easy to hurt people you don't love."

After that we talked about the things that really mattered. He told me of his past. Of how he was banished, how he chased the avatar, everything. I was appalled, to even think that someone could go through so much. Before I knew it, I was crying for him. He held me and started crying too. In that moment, I vowed that I would be there for him. I was a nurse, and wanted to mend his broken heart.

When we finished crying, I told him of Zhao. I even told him of how I wanted my husband's love. It was the hardest thing I had ever done.

AN: It was a little short, but the next chapter shall be out soon. Scout's honor.