It had been two hours since Aang left. He was finally returning. The front door slowly creaked open. It was pitch black within the room. "Aang? Is that you?" A light switched on from the bathroom and a female shadow appeared.
"Yeah." He headed down the hall and to the doorway. She was leaning over the toilet again; hair pulled back. "Here, got you some crackers..." He handed the box to her.
Katara looked at him with weak eyes and gladly took the package. Aang sat beside her and fed the sick girl the contents inside. She ate very slowly, afraid it might come back out. Katara gulped down the last of the salty food and looked at Aang, "Thanks..."
"No problem." He smiled and held her tightly.
She rested her head on his shoulder. "Thanks for being here for me."
"I'm always there for someone I love." Aang kissed her forehead. "I love you."
A smile shone across Katara's face. "I love you too." She closed her eyes.
Aang began to stroke her hair, "Get some rest... Hopefully you'll be better by tomorrow."
She began to breath deeply. Must've fallen asleep already. Aang picked her up into his arms and carefully walked to the bedroom. He laid her limp body onto the bed and covered her up. Then he removed the hair from her face and kissed her cheek. "I really do love you... and I always will."
Katara gave a thin smile. "And you only have sex with those you love, right?" Okay... she wasn't asleep...
Aang slowly nodded his head; thinking of what he had just done with Toph. "Of course." He tightened the blankets around her. "Now, get some sleep!" He laughed.
Katara nodded and stuffed her face into her pillow. Before long, she felt the warmth of a body next to her; and an arm around her waist. He didn't love Toph... He loved Katara.