Why, hello there! How are you on this fine evening? Well, I'm doing great, although, I am writing this at 9 am, on a cold, rainy morning. I'm sick, so that gave me a excuse to skip school today ;) No better way to spend a sick day than listening to my favorite songs while writing a new chapter for my story. I hope you enjoy this chapter! This is going to be a combination of the episodes about Jet and Haru, I've actually been planning this chapter ever since the beginning of this story. Although I already had this storyline written out, I'm still going to spot light PandaLilly22 for suggesting this chapter :) Also, Aang is going to act a little out of character in this chapter, and will probably be over reacting a lot, I did that on purpose. ;) I use way to many smiley faces, don't I? ANYWAY. On with the story!

Chapter 12.

A small camp of Fire Nation soldiers were lazily sitting by their campfire, telling stories, picking at their food, and others were sleeping. They were located in a forest near a small Earth Kingdom village, that was just recently conquered, and turned into a Fire Nation colony. It was rather peaceful in the large forest, or it seemed to be. There was several reports about missing Fire Nation soldiers, ambushed by a group of rebellious teenagers. The teens were known as the Freedom Fighters, who were trying to rid the Fire Nation of their forest. Thus, the reason why this Fire Nation camp was set up, to track down the base camp of the Freedom Fighters, and to end them.

Unbeknownst to the soldiers, they were completely surrounded. Within the protection of the trees, the Freedom Fighters were hiding, watching them. Waiting for the right moment to strike. The Freedom Fighters were lead by two smart, cunning brothers. One of them was a earthbender, who had long hair and was attempting to grow a mustache. His name was Haru, and he was about 16 years old. The other brother, the one who created the Freedom Fighters, was Jet. He was 17 years old, a nonbender, but incredibly talented with hook swords. Not only was he good with weapons, but he was a expert in manipulation. He was often the mastermind behind most of their attacks. He was easily noticed with his signature long piece of grass hanging out of the corner of his mouth.

Alongside Jet and Haru, were Smellerbee, Longshot, Pipsqueak, and The Duke. Smellerbee was a short, young girl who was often mistaken as being a boy because of her short, wild hair, face paint, and boyish voice. Most who knew her, thought of her as a tomboy. She was athletic, and was great with hand to hand combat. Longshot was Smellerbee's companion. The two were very close, and some joked about them being a couple, which they could very easily be. Longshot had short black hair, lean body, and looked to be around 14. He was a expert in archery. His father was in the Yu Yan archers, and taught his son everything he knew. Only, his father was killed once the Yu Yan archers were taken under Fire Nation rule. Longshot never spoke, and if he did, it was short and blunt. Pipsqueak was a giant. He was heavily muscled and he was very intimidating, although, he was actually a nice person. He doesn't give out his age, so know one really knows how old he is. His best buddy is The Duke, a small, young boy who works by Pipsqueak's side. The Duke is great at sneaking in places because he is so small. These were the main Freedom Fighters.

"Jet, we've been here all morning! Why don't we just attack them now?" Smellerbee whispered, her patience wearing out.

"Just hold on a minute, we need a distra-" Jet stopped in the middle of the word, and he watched down below in disbelief.

"Uhh... If you let us pass, we promise to not hurt you!" A teenaged boy announced with bravado, he and two others just walked right into the Fire Nation camp.

"Sokka, what are you doing?" A dazzling girl whispered irritatedly. Jet smiled wantingly.

"We got Aang, don't we? We can take them easily..." Sokka looked defeated, he just dragged everyone to their doom.

The girl worriedly looked behind her, towards a tall, lean, teenaged boy that had his shirt pulled up awkwardly over his forehead. His hands were pulled behind him nervously, and, was that some kind of staff he was holding on to? Maybe he is retarded? Jet thought with a smirk.

The girl glared towards Sokka, and got into a fighting stance. Sokka pulled out a machete, and the boy behind them stood still, looking unsure of what to do. Next thing Jet knew, a fire blast was sent towards the girl, but she blocked it easily by catching it in a ball of water. She's a waterbender. They will need help.

"Now!" Jet commanded, and his freedom fighters attacked.

Katara jumped in front of Aang, as the Fire Nation soldier aimed a fire blast at him. She knew Aang was defenseless since he couldn't give away his identity, meaning he would have to stand still and try to hide his arrows. Just as the blast was fired, a arrow flew out from the trees, hitting the soldier's helmet, knocking him out. Aang and Katara looked up at the trees. No one was there. Sokka was about the club another soldier's head, but the man fell dead before he could hit him. A result from another mysterious arrow. Sokka was puzzled.

Next thing the small trio knew, kids were coming out of the trees, most of them looked to be in their teens. They effortlessly took out the Fire Nation camp. Aang, Sokka, and Katara just stood there, dazed. Within minutes, the whole camp was wiped out.

"That was... AMAZING!" Sokka ranted excitedly, running up to one of the Freedom Fighters.

"Thanks, we've been waiting to ambush these guys all morning, we were just waiting for a distraction of some sort." Haru said, smiling softly, feeling proud. Katara's eye's glazed over at the sight of him. He was tall, dark, handsome, and very brave.

"I'm Jet, this is my brother Haru, and these are the Freedom Fighters. Haru and I are the leaders of the group, we are trying to rid this forest, and the town of the Fire Nation." Jet spoke up, introducing himself, Haru wasn't about to steal the waterbender's heart.

Katara looked at him, and he was equally attractive as Haru, only, he looked older. She smiled, and went up to him happily. "I'm Katara, and this is my brother Sokka. We are from the Southern Water Tribe." She said the words quickly, her eyes sparkling.

"I saw you waterbending, you look very talented." Jet said, sending his brother a quick glance as if saying, she likes me more! Haru rolled his eyes.

Aang growled to himself. Did Katara even remember he was here? She didn't even introduce him.

"So, would you like to see our hideout?" Jet invited, noting that Smellerbee and Pipsqueak had gotten all the important supplies from the camp.

"Yes!" She said to happily, and she mentally scolded herself for sounding so desperate.

"Uh, Katara, what about us?" Sokka said impatiently, he gave her a brotherly look, the protective one.

"Oh... Right. Would it be okay if they came to? I can't leave them." Katara asked, remembering her responsibility of teaching, and protecting Aang. Aang! She forgot about him! She looked at him tentatively, he was standing there awkwardly, his shirt pulled over his forehead, his hands hidden behind his back. He also looked annoyed, for some odd reason. She smiled, he looked so pathetic, he really needed to just buy a hat so he wouldn't have to use his robe. It revealed a lot of his chest, because his robes only covered one shoulder, and if it wasn't for the shall like thing he wore over his shoulders, the arrows on his arms would be highly noticeable. The shall they bought at a town they passed through, so if they came into a situation like this, would be easier to hide his arrows, although it looked ridiculous.

Jet saw that Katara was staring at the weird boy who still hadn't moved from his spot. He didn't even know who the guy was. "Of course, it would be great if they could join to." Then he leaned in closer to Katara and whispered, "Is he mentally disabled?" Katara's eyes widened, and she almost laughed.

"No! No, thats Aang." She looked over at the Monk, and gave him a approving nod. "He's the Avatar, I've been teaching him waterbending."

While Katara said this, Sokka immediately jumped at her, and pulled her off to the side. "Are you nuts! We don't know these guys, and you just go right ahead and tell them who Aang is? Katara, we got to be careful!" He whispered at her angrily.

Jet just smirked, The Avatar? Like that was possible. But he thought to soon. He looked at the guy again, and he shrugged the robe off his head, revealing a large blue arrow on his forehead, and he took off the cloth around his shoulders, making the arrows on his arms completely noticeable. Maybe this kid wasn't a fake.

"Come on Sokka, lets go, if Katara trusts him, then we can." Aang spoke, and walked towards Jet, with Katara close behind him. Sokka sent Jet a glare, but followed him anyway.

Jet and Haru lead the Avatar and his group towards their hideout. The rest of the Freedom Fighters left before them, and were most likely waiting for them now. Jet was distracted, that waterbender, Katara, she was beautiful. She seemed really nice, and if he wasn't mistaken, she had taken a quick liking to him. Although, he also noticed Haru seemed to like her to. I'm the older brother, I get first pick. Jet decided to himself, Haru will just have to live with the fact that Katara was not his.

The walk was awkward for Sokka, and infuriating for Aang. Katara was mindlessly flirting with Jet, while Jet sweet talked her back. Every now and then Haru would compliment her, and Katara would giggle and blush. Aang growled internally. Making Katara blush was his job. Or at least, thats what Aang wanted it to be. He felt pretty worthless, walking along Sokka, glaring at the back of Jet's head. Katara so easily forgot about him, like he never existed, like all those moments she and him shared while out on the walks, and all the times they saved each others butt's while pretending to be each others girlfriend and boyfriend. Only, while Katara was faking, Aang wasn't acting his part. He wasn't a good actor, and Katara should of realized that, if she even remembered all his horrible attempts at trying to sound like someone he was not. Or how he always blew his cover, while being undercover.

The worst part was, Aang was actually beginning to think that Katara returned his feelings of wanting to be more than friends. The horrible stomach retching scene unfolding before him was a cold slap to the face. She was completely twitter-pated in mere seconds by some random stranger who knew how to sweet talk! It took Aang all that he had to not murder the guy in front of him, and maybe, Jet's brother to.

Aang froze. His blood chilled and goose bumps ran up his spine. Did he just think about murder? That was when Aang knew he lost it. He completely forgot about his long lost heritage. His culture. His identity. All over him. Aang couldn't help but send another quick glare to the back of Jet's head. Then, he quickly took a deep breath and rid the sinful thoughts that clouded his mind. He calmed down a bit. If Katara wanted to be with Jet, then he wasn't going to stop her. But that doesn't mean he was going to stop loving her.

Aang froze again. Love? He sneered. He met Katara hardly a month ago, he couldn't love her yet.

He sighed once again. If Katara wanted this, if this made her happy, then he'll be happy. Long as Katara is happy. But. If that, that Jet made one wrong move toward her, he would regret it for the rest of his life. 'Cause if he did, he would meet the wrath of the Avatar.

Aang knew he was most likely overreacting, but he tended to do that quite a lot. No reasoning in ending that now.

While Aang was trying to sort out the whirlwind of thoughts going through his brain, they finished the journey to the Freedom Fighter's hideout.

"Here we are, at the infamous Freedom Fighter's hideout. Oh how much the Fire Nation wants to know where this place is." Haru announced, and soon as he spoke, a rope swung out of the trees, hanging from somewhere past all the branches and the fall colored leaves of the large tree.

"Here, Sokka, grab hold of this." Haru handed the rope to Sokka, and he took it, and before he could ask a question as to why, he was flying up through the air. The rope pulled him up with speed, and a painful unexpected jerk to his left shoulder. He grunted in pain, but let it go, not wanting to show a sign of weakness. Before he knew it, he was on a wooden plat form, way up on the top of the trees. He was surrounded by hundreds of little ropes, chutes, wooden tree houses, that all developed into one, extremely large tree house. Sokka was impressed.

The same rope swung down from the trees again once Sokka let go of it. This time Haru motioned for Aang to grab it, but Aang ignored him, stared at him for a brief second with a look of irritation, then twirled the wooden staff he had around his fingers. It popped open into a large orange glider, and in a split second, Aang was flying through the air up to the tree house. Haru stared in shock and looked over at Jet, who also seemed a bit unsettled with the sight of watching a human fly. Although, Katara looked like it was a completely normal occurrence.

"Here Katara, take my hand." Jet warmly invited as he took a hold of the rope, and used his other free arm to wrap around her waist, and he held her close to his body. The rope did not descend into the tree tops like it with Sokka, but it slowly came up, as if it was in slow motion. Katara blushed at the closeness of their bodies and her sapphire blue eyes gazed up into Jet's dark, nearly black eyes. They were almost startling at first, a stark contrast with the warm, stormy grey eyes she was used to looking into. Nonetheless, she decided to get used to this new pair of eyes, and really, she did not know why.

Haru came up right after them, but he seemed a little annoyed. Jet always gets the girls. Haru thought to himself boyishly.

"Wow!" Katara's voice held admiration, and bewilderment at the stunning tree house. (A/N: Wow, that sounds gay, doesn't it?)

"It took us a few years to establish a living up here, but once we made it, we never regretted it. The Fire Nation may know that we usually attack from the trees, but they don't know that we live up in the trees." Haru said proudly.

"Jet, you brought these guys to our hideout?" A boyish, yet slightly raspy voice asked, slightly irritated. It came from Smellerbee, and behind her, was The Duke, Pipsqueak, and Longshot. Aang, Katara, and Sokka realized they haven't been introduced to the rest of the Freedom Fighters yet.

"Yes, I did. Katara is a waterbender, and," Jet paused, his eyes shifted to the right, in the general direction of Aang. "He's the Avatar." He said it like he didn't mean it, probably because he didn't really believe Aang was the Avatar, despite the display of flying, and the blue tattoos. Aang was used to it. A lot of people doubted his title.

"Katara, this is Smellerbee, Longshot, The Duke, and Pipsqueak. We are the main Freedom Fighters." Jet introduced, he pointed at each person as he said their name.

Aang snorted. "Pipsqueak? Thats a weird name." Soon as he said it, the large giant walked towards him and stood over him menacingly.

"You think my name is weird?" He threatened, eyes narrowing. Aang stared at him for a few seconds.

"Yup!" Aang said it joyfully with a slight bit of laughter in his voice. He could really care less how big the guy before him was. Pipsqueak then burst out laughing and slapped Aang upside the head.

"I like you." He stated and turned to walk away.

Aang turned to Katara, but she was gone. So was Jet. They must of went off together while Aang was talking to Pipsqueak. With his fists clenched, he looked towards Sokka, a expression of hurt and betrayal. Sokka shrugged, not in a whatever manner, but more of a sad one.

"Sorry Aang. Think of it this way. Pretend Jet is a shiny new toy, and Katara is a little kid. Automatically, she will be drawn towards the shiny new toy, because the old one gets boring after a while." Sokka began to explain.

"Wow, that makes me feel so much better."

Sokka held up his hand, "Listen to me Aang, I wasn't finished. While she may like the new toy for a while, she is going to remember how much she loved the old toy. Eventually, when the shiny toy looses it's shininess, she'll go back to her old toy."

"Sokka I still don't really get it... But thanks." Aang walked off to go explore the dreaded treehouse.

It was several hours that passed before Aang saw Katara again. Several, agonizingly painful hours. She was beaming with joy, and immediately began to gush to Aang about Jet once they were alone.

"Oh! Aang! It's so amazing! There's these ropes all around here, and he can take his hook swords and swing across them! He says that they call it zip lining, and he did it with me, and wow! It was just like flying! Can you imagine that Aang? Flying through the air, zipping through the trees. Oh, Aang! Can you imagine such a thing?" Katara said breathlessly. She than began to explain it a bit further, but Aang cut her off.

"Katara." He spoke it slowly, and his voice was monotone. His expression blank. Did she forget who she was talking to?

Katara looked at him, a bit startled. She hadn't heard him talk like that before. Then it hit her, she was talking to Aang, Aang the airbender. "Sorry..." He rolled his eyes slightly, and gave her a crooked grin.

"Anyway, Jet explained to me how he made the Freedom Fighters, and he told me his story. He also told me a bit about the other Freedom Fighters. They are all very close you know. I can't help but feel bad for Jet though, he lost both his parents in a Fire Nation raid. Can you imagine loosing both of your parents? I understand you never knew your parents, but if you did, can you imagine such a loss?" She looked down at the ground, very thankful that her father was alive and well.

Aang stared at her again with a blank expression, but he didn't say anything. Did she forget who she was talking to? Again? Aang lost his whole nation, all he people, all his friends, all his culture, everything he knew. He lost his childhood. He sighed, and faked sympathy. "That must be horrible."

"Oh, Aang! I-"

"Katara, let's go find Appa, we kind of ditched him." Aang rudely interrupted, grabbed her hand gently, and started to walk briskly. He stopped when he realized Katara wasn't moving with him. She had her feet firmly planted in the ground, refusing to move.

"Aang, listen to me, Jet and I are going to go for a walk through the woods, and Jet wanted to leave you in charge of the fort with Haru while we are gone. We shouldn't be more than a hour. Jet really trusts you, and I knew you will do a good job watching over the place. Also, Smellerbee and Longshot got Appa a while ago, he's somewhere around here. Well, I need to go! See you later, alright?" Katara pulled her hand out of Aang's and skipped on her merry way down towards the rope that was the exit and entrance to the large treehouse.

Aang growled, his fists clenched, and a swift breeze quickly rushed around him. It lasted for a few seconds. Aang could of sworn smoke was coming out his ears. He turned and walked away, this was probably why the monks told him to not get pulled into womanly attractions. Never in a hundred years did he expect Katara to do this to him. He thought that he was actually getting through to her, he was planning on telling her he liked her today, if the right time came up. Guess that was just going to have to wait. He should be relieved though, at least, because of him being the Avatar, and there hurry to get to the North Pole, that means they couldn't stay here for very long. So hopefully they can leave soon. What if she decides to stay here with Jet? Aang clutched his staff, the thought of separating with Katara was unbearable. He trusted her the most, and Sokka and him didn't get along very well. He needed her to help keep balance to the group. Thats ironic. I though I was the balance maker. Aang smirked to himself.

It was several days now since Aang and the Water Tribe siblings been at the Freedom Fighter's hideout. Katara and Jet were going on walks daily. Katara was making Jet hats, and was even stitching together any rips in his clothes. There was no doubt anymore, they were a 'couple'. Maybe not a full blown serious couple, but the kind that know they like each other so they spend all kinds of time together. They weren't exactly boyfriend and girlfriend though. Aang continually tried to convince Katara that they had to leave soon, but she kept making up excuses as to why they should stay for another day. Both Sokka and Aang knew they had to leave, and were getting sick and tired of Katara's excuses.

Sokka was getting suspicious of Jet, he recently caught Jet holding a secret meeting at midnight, and their hushed whispers sounded rather unnerving. They were plotting something, and keeping it a secret from them. Sokka never did trust Jet, and when he did learn of the plan that Jet was plotting, he rushed to Aang immediately. If there was anyone who could save his sister now, it was him. Sokka shivered as he remembered the conversation.

"You sure this will work?"

"Positive."

"What about that Aang, and her brother?"

"They won't know about it. Katara trusts me, she'll do anything I ask of her. She is a master waterbender, all I have to do is to convince her to fill up the reservoir with the underground water. Then we can blow up the dam, and rid the town of the Fire Nation." Jet spoke, smirking.

"What about the rest of the townspeople? Won't they drown to?"

"We all have a part in the war, and sacrifices are necessary to win this. Once the water levels away, we can move into the town and make it our new hideout. Then we can finally live, with no worries about the Fire Nation." Jet answered.

"Jet, how are sure that Katara is even going to stay here much longer? They can leave any minute now."

"They can't leave if their Bison falls ill..."

"Alright then, what if she refuses to help?"

"Then she'll regret ever saying no to me."

That was when Sokka left, he couldn't stand to here anymore of this. Katara was being used, Jet was a monster.

"Aang!" Sokka's worried whisper, and violent shaking woke up the monk quickly.

"Whats wrong?" Aang said, fighting the grogginess out of his voice and rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Jet, he-" and Sokka explained everything that he heard to Aang. "I want you to follow them on their walk tomorrow, please Aang, protect my sister."

Those words stabbed through Aang heart like a sharp icy blade. "I will never let anything happen to her, till as long as I live."

Sokka smiled, and placed a brotherly hand on Aang's bare shoulder. "I know." Those two words was all that Aang needed to hear, and he nodded his head.

Aang fell asleep, surprisingly right after Sokka left. He will need his sleep. Tomorrow, they were leaving, whether Katara wanted to or not.

In the morning, all was well. Or it seemed to be. It wasn't long after breakfast when Jet took Katara out for another walk through the woods. Sokka sent Aang a look, and Aang was on it. Soon as the two were out of sight, Aang popped open his glider and flew down to the ground below, landing softly and quietly thanks to airbending. He kept a eye on them, and it irritated him to find Jet whispering something into her ear, and she would giggle and blush. His arm was wrapped securely around her shoulders, as if he was trying to show that he could protect her.

Aang was growing bored, and jealous. Nothing happened yet, well, nothing important. Just as Aang was paying less attention to them, he heard a gasp from Katara. His eyes whipped up to her, to find that Jet had both hands grasping her shoulders, and was holding Katara out in front of him.

"Jet, I don't know if I can do that..." She whispered kindly, but unsure.

"Katara, trust me, you can do this. You are a master waterbender, are you not?" He asked her, smiling his 'charming' smile. Aang shuddered.

"Yes, I am, but, filling up a whole reservoir to the brim with underground water? Thats a lot of work, and I don't know if I can do it alone. I could do it with help, though. Aang is very talented with waterbending." Katara stated, looking into Jet's dark eyes.

"Katara, we don't need Aang's help." Jet spit back, bitterly. It made Katara wince at Jet's sudden harshness. Jet realized his mistake, and his face softened. "Sorry Katara," he muttered, but to Aang, he didn't sound sorry.

"It's alright. I'm sorry Jet, but I don't think I can do it." Katara replied, becoming slightly stubborn with her decision.

Katara looked at Jet, he was acting really persistent about this. It wasn't even that important... right? Katara sighed, Jet was going to try to convince her again.

"Katara, if anyone can do it, it is you." He said softly, and leaned in towards her. Katara melted into his hands. Was he going to kiss her? Her thoughts whirled around and he leaned in a bit more, seeing that she wasn't refusing him. Soon, his lips hovered over hers, and Katara closed her eyes. Next thing she knew, Jet's lips were on her own. Katara sighed into the kiss, but didn't deepen it. Jet tasted like wild berries and freedom. The kiss lasted not very long, it was very simple, and sweet. Katara smiled at Jet. Only, she was slightly disappointed. Wasn't she supposed to feel glued to the ground? There was no electricity in the kiss. Wasn't she supposed to feel a little more than just a pair of lips on her own? She let the disappointment go. That probably was just a myth.

It was her first actual kiss. Well, technically it wasn't, her first kiss was when she was six, a few months before the Fire Nation took her mother. She and the other little girls were playing a game, the one where the girls chased the boys and tried to kiss them. Whoever kissed the most boys won. Katara remembered feeling very frustrated because the game was near a close, and she hadn't kissed one boy. They were all to fast. She was at a chase with this one boy, and she grew very upset once she realized that she wouldn't be able to reach him. So she stomped her foot on the ground in irritation, and to her surprise, the hard pact snow that the boy was running on suddenly became soft mush, and he tripped and fell. Katara quickly got to him, and pecked his lips quickly. It wasn't much different than kissing her parents really. It was one of her best memories because it was the day she learned she could waterbend.

Aang saw everything. A small tear rolled down his face, and he wiped it off stubbornly. He was not going to cry. He kept repeating that over and over in his mind.

"That was wonderful Jet, I think I can fill up the reservoir." She nervously twirled her hair around her finger. "Lead the way."

Jet smiled. She's right where I want her. Least I won't have to poison the Bison now that she cooperated. He lead her to the reservoir, and, disappearing deeper into the woods.

Aang let them go, Katara kissed Jet. Jet just manipulated her. He sighed and returned to the hideout. They were going to leave soon as Katara came back, and if she didn't want to go, she could stay here for all Aang cared.

"Aang! Your back! Did anything happen? She's alright, isn't she?" Sokka asked quickly, soon as he got Aang alone.

"Yeah, she's great Sokka. She and her boyfriend Jet are going to full up the reservoir. I'm leaving soon as they come back. You can come with me, but I don't think Katara will come. I don't know if you would want to leave her though. I had enough of this place." Aang sighed. "Perhaps it would be better if I did this on my own." He muttered.

"Aang, don't think like that. What happened? You look devastated." Sokka spoke to Aang, forcing the airbender to look at him. The tear that was on his cheek was unmissable.

"He had his filthy lips on hers. They kissed. He is manipulating her through kisses." Aang growled, and looked down at the ground. If she is happy. I am happy. Aang repeated to himself.

"I'm sorry Aang. Leaving is the right thing to do, and I'm coming with you, and so is Katara." Sokka stated determinedly.

Katara and Jet were gone for another hour, and it was to Sokka's relief when Katara came back, looking unharmed. At the same time, he was incredibly worried. If she filled up the dam, then that means a whole town of people will be destroyed today. Soon as Jet left Katara, Sokka snatched her up quickly.

"Your a idiot Katara, a idiot." He said firmly, forcefully grabbing her hand, and leading her away to a more private area.

"What, no, 'hello Katara! I haven't seen you in a while, how are you?'" Katara said irritatedly.

"You filled up the reservoir, didn't you?" Sokka accused.

"What do you know about-"

"Just answer me. Did you fill up the reservoir?"

"Yes... I did."

"Katara! You idiot!" Sokka growled.

"Stop calling me that!" Katara yanked her hand away from him.

"Katara, you don't understand. Jet tricked you. They are going to blow up the dam!" Sokka told her urgently.

"Sokka, your just making up things. Jet wouldn't do that!" Katara denied, she stared at her brother with betrayal. "If they blew up the dam, then the whole town would be destroyed."

"Exactly! I heard them Katara, Jet said it! He is going to destroy the town so no more Fire Nation will be in his forest!"

"Sokka, Jet wouldn-"

"I got the town evacuated Sokka, everyone is safe. Now we need to leave, now." Aang interrupted, landing out of the tree tops, and he closed up his glider.

Katara growled at her traitorous brother, and friend. "You guys sicken me! Jet is NOT going to BLOW UP the dam!" She seethed.

"Katara, we just need to go, before Jet figures out what I did!" Sokka was already gone, to get Appa, leaving Aang to argue with Katara.

"You know what Aang, I think you are just jealous." Katara accused, looking at Aang with a slight glare.

"Me, Jealous, of him?" Aang squeaked. He would never be jealous of Jet. Jet was a jerk who got what he wanted by manipulating innocent people.

"Yes! You've been acting like a jerk ever since we got here!"

"I was being a jerk? If anyone is being a jerk, you are, right now!" Aang snapped sharply, but he regretted it soon as he said it. A look of pain flashed in Katara's eyes.

"Who's the jerk now?" She looked away, Aang just called me a jerk.

"Katara, I didn't mean that-"

"Of course you didn't," Katara answered sarcastically.

"Let's just leave. Come on, we need to get to the North Pole." Aang tried to reason with her.

"No, I am not leaving. I am not going to the North Pole with you. I am staying here." Katara replied stubbornly, and pointed her finger into Aang's chest. "I am tired of being pushed around by you!"

"I've never pushed you around once! I've been nice to you ever since we've met!" He eyed her finger that was jabbed in his chest. He grabbed her wrist and pushed it off. "Katara, be reasonable."

"Be reasonable? You want me to be reasonable?" Katara snorted.

"Yes! I do. Just listen to me. Jet isn't who you think he is, now please, can we go?"

"No, I don't go with liars."

"I'm not lying!"

"Jet never lied to me, Aang. Jet loves me. He won't hurt me, and he protects me from people like you!"

"Katara, he's manipulating you! Why won't you believe me? You've only known him for a few days! Yet you are already using the word love. What do you know about love Katara? What does he know about love?" Aang narrowed his eyes.

"He know's a hell of a lot more than you do about love. You know nothing about love." Katara words were like knives.

Aang clenched his hands into fists again. She was wrong. He knew a lot about love, and he learned it all from her. He loved her, and she was to blind and stupid to see it.

Katara was satisfied that her words got through to him. She wheeled around, and was going to go find Jet. Someone her understood her.

"Dammit, Katara!" Aang growled, his hand reached out in lightning speed, grabbed her shoulder, and spun her around so she was facing him. Katara was slightly frightened, she had never seen such a expression on Aang's face before. She struggled against his chest, and before she could demand him to let her go, her body froze.

A strong electric current passed through her, and her feet seemed glued to the ground. She felt as if she had been taken to another world, as if she was flying through space. Her senses were filled with the sweet taste of a fresh breeze on a warm spring day and sweet moon-peaches. Before her brain was completely shut off, before she completely gave into the sensation, she realized Aang's warm lips were on her own.