Sokka had almost cleaned out all of the wounds that he could see but there was still nothing that he could do to help the broken arm. Zuko was still swimming in and out of consciousness, probably from pain or blood loss. Sokka wished he could do more but the cell did not offer much help.

Sokka was trying to clean an injury that had reopened when he heard the bolt slide open. Someone was coming in. Sokka tried to set Zuko down as gently as he could before he retreated to a corner. There was no way he could let anybody find out about them actually being friends.

Zhao looked at him suspiciously when he heard the chains sliding across the floor. "What have you two been up to?" asked Zhao looking at them. Sokka remained silent as he just glared at Zhao. He really hated the guy but there was nothing that he could do.

Zhao just laughed at his lack of response before he turned back to Zuko. Sokka could only watch as two guards came in and took Zuko out of the room. Sokka wished that he could stop them.

Zuko started to wake up as he was carried through the halls. Something was going on and he had no clue what. He was surprised when they threw him into a room that looked a lot like his chambers back on his own ship. This had to be Zhao's room. What the hell was he doing in here?

He got even more crept out when he watched as the two guards left. What was Zhao planning? Zuko tried to sit up but it was too painful. Something else might be broken, he thought.

"Aw, how the pathetic have fallen," laughed Zhao as he closed the door behind him. Zuko glared at him, there was nothing that he could say that wouldn't just sound stupid. "You know I wouldn't have thought that those pirates would be so useful," laughed Zhao.

"You blew up my ship?" gasped Zuko. He could have slapped himself as soon as the the words were out of his mouth. Of course Zhao was responsible, the pirates weren't smart enough to have thought of it by themselves.

"So what the hell are you going to do now?" growled Zuko.

"I'm going to capture the avatar, then I am going to return to the firenation with three prizes instead of one."

"Do you really think that the Fire Lord would have approved of what you did?"

"Who do you think gave me the order?" Zuko's jaw dropped. Zhao had to be lying! His father didn't hate him enough to try to kill him, did he?

"This will be painful," laughed Zhao grabbing Zuko's broken arm. Zuko yelled out in pain as Zhao twisted the arm back in place. It had been worse then actually breaking his arm.

Zuko gasped in pain as Zhao started to wrap the arm in some bandages. "How pathetic, be a man!" sneered Zhao as he pulled the arm into a sling. Zuko tried to hide the pained expression but he was failing miserably.

Zhao smiled as he pulled out a dagger that he was holding in his belt. Zuko's eyes widened as Zhao brought the dagger closer to him. "I would love to kill you right now but the Fire Lord wants an alive prisoner."

Zhao grabbed Zuko's ponytail and ripped the dagger through it. "You are no longer one us."

Sokka was surprised to see Zuko thrown back into the cell. He grunted in pain as soon as he hit the ground.

As soon as the door was shut he crawled over to see how Zuko was. He was surprised to see that Zuko's injuries were bandaged but his hair had been shorn off. "Zuko? What's wrong?" asked Sokka trying to look into his eyes.

"My own father wanted me dead," he whispered closing his eyes. Sokka looked at him wondering what he was talking about. Zhao must have done something. "I am useless to my own family."

"Come on Zuko, don't say things like that!" Sokka said pulling Zuko into his arms. Zuko's head just rested against Sokka's chest, he was so numb. "It'll be fine," whispered Sokka as he stroked Zuko's hair.

It was weird, Sokka had no clue when they had gone from friends to more. They spent that night wrapped in each other's arms. Sokka needed the warmth from Zuko and Zuko needed the comfort from Sokka.

Sokka was the first to wake up the next morning. He was surprised at how much he liked Zuko being close to him. He moved his arm and slowly touched the scar that covered his left eye. He was surprised at how smooth the skin was, he had always assumed that it would be rough.

"What are you doing?" asked Zuko opening his eyes. Sokka was so surprised that Zuko opened his eyes he flew back and fell against the wall. "Sokka?" asked Zuko sitting up, "you are really energetic," he mumbled rubbing his eyes.

"S-sorry, you s-surprised me," Sokka mumbled slowly standing up. Zuko smiled at Sokka's face and pulled him down next to him. "What are you doing?"

"Go ahead and ask," Zuko whispered into his hear. Sokka looked at him confused, then realization dawned across his face.

"How did you get that scar?" asked Sokka quietly.

"I decided to speak out during one of my father's war meetings because of my outburst I had to fight an agni kai. I thought it would be against the general that I had spoken against but it turned out to be my father. I begged for mercy but to teach me a lesson he decided to give me a reminder that would never go away."

"Why would you return to a man that burnt you?" cried out Sokka in exasperation. Zuko raised his one good eyebrow,how was he supposed to respond to that.

"I wanted my honor back," sighed Zuko.

"And he's the only one that could give it to you?" Zuko frowned as he nodded slowly. Sokka face palmed himself, Zuko had to joking. "I really don't understand firebenders," he mumbled.

"Same here," laughed Zuko as he wrapped his arms around Sokka.